Semua Bab THE BANISHED LUNA AND THE CURSED LYCAN KING: Bab 1 - Bab 9

Whip!Whip!Whip!“Confess, or we do this until you breathe your last, you traitor!” The pack’s disciplinary chief barked, amusement thick in his tone.Cold silver chains cut deep into my wrists, barely supporting my weight. Blood trickled down my battered body, soaking the torn wedding dress that clung to me like a mockery of everything this day was meant to be.My wedding day.The day I, Moon Reign Alderio—daughter of the great Alpha King Alderio—was supposed to ascend as Luna of the Silverwood Pack beside my mate, Alpha Aldrin.But instead, here I was, tortured nearly to death over something I knew absolutely nothing about.A sharp blade slashed across my back, making me explode in a painful growl.“Speak!” the chief ordered again.I had already told the truth—my truth. I had pleaded, explained, and even begged, but they called me a liar. A traitor.My wolf, Mina, lay silent deep inside me, too wounded to rage, too broken to even howl.My vision blurred as I stared down at the red

“Keep moving, traitor!”“You deserve worse than this for betraying the Alpha!”“You will suffer the fate that you deserve!”“You should be glad the Alpha didn’t order you to be beheaded! That’s more befitting to a traitor like you!”The insults and curses mingled with the rustles of heavy feet as I was mercilessly dragged toward the borders, to exile, literally.This was a cruel death sentence, one that I did not deserve, but to them it was mercy. My people turned against me, treated me so cruelly over a lie.I was bleeding, wounds unhealing, and that was worrying me. I was a wolf and bore the strongest blood. I was not supposed to be slow to heal naturally this way, but it was happening for the first time. My wolf was literally dead, not even a stir through all this pain. Something was wrong somewhere.Every step was heavy and painful, like knives digging into my chest. Strand by strand, I felt the mate-bond break, that and every other bond that bound me to the silverwood back.I str

Silverwood PackThe sacred hall was filled with elites from all around the packs, celebrating the accession of a new king—a new, complete Alpha. Tension ran high, given that the king was still missing and his first daughter was now an outcast, perhaps even dead. The news had traveled beyond the borders. But still, the merriment of the wedding was not fully masked. Activities were a handful, duties practiced diligently, everyone making sure that the Alpha’s big day went without any mishaps.The Alpha’s beta seemed swamped in thought, perhaps pondering that prophecy, but still keeping it cool to ensure he did not ruin the big day. Earlier, when he had mentioned the roaring of the sky and the bleeding moon and aligned it with an ancient prophecy, Alpha Aldrin had dismissed the claim and called it bullshit.The story about Reign had died, as if swept away by a wild wave that commanded even the air not to remember her name anymore. The red carpet was now clear of the skanky photos that had

Silverwood PackThe wind refused to stop howling, and the heavens refused to release light. The day remained trapped in a strange half-darkness, neither night nor morning. Worry and confusion hung heavy in the walls and every open space of the Silverwood Pack, clinging to fur, skin, and stone alike.Wolves paced restlessly. Even those in human form could feel it—the unease crawling beneath their skin, their beasts growling low inside their chests. The pack bond hummed with tension.“Get all the seers and the pack elders and gather them in the meeting hall,” Alpha Aldrin ordered sharply when the seer before him remained silent for too long. “We need to understand what is happening.”The seer bowed his head, his shoulders stiff. “Yes, Alpha.” He excused himself quickly and walked away to carry out the task.Just then, several guards from the border rushed into the compound. Their boots splashed against wet stone, armor clinking. One of them dropped to a knee before the Alpha, breathing

REIGN’S POVIt was not my intention to scream, nor was it in me to take pity on that betrayer after what he had done to me. He robbed me of everything, including the life of my innocent baby. I wanted him to feel the pain he had made me go through. I wanted that pain to eat him alive, the same way grief ate me every waking moment.Still, that encounter left me wondering what kind of warlord had saved me.This Magnon beast!Aldrin had launched first, his rage loud and careless, his aura screaming dominance like a wounded alpha trying to prove himself. But Magnon was just cool by then, composed, relaxed—like he could not even see that an alpha was attacking him. Like Aldrin was nothing more than a harmless fly buzzing too close.The air changed the moment Magnon lifted his head.The forest felt it.I felt it.Before Aldrin could even complete his move, Magnon knocked him away in less than a quarter of a second. The strike was silent but deadly, heavy with raw power. Aldrin’s body flew t