Semua Bab Dance Of The Rejected Luna: Bab 11 - Bab 16

Chapter NineThe Luna Council arrived at exactly three o'clock, and they brought winter with them.I watched from the drawing room window as five black SUVs rolled up the circular drive, each one disgorging women who moved with the kind of confidence that came from commanding packs and territories. They were all different—varying heights, builds, ages—but they shared the same predatory grace that marked apex wolves.My mother stood beside me, her hand resting lightly on my shoulder. "Remember who you are, Khione. Not who you pretended to be for him.""I'm not sure I remember anymore," I admitted."Then let them remind you."The women entered our home like they owned it, which in a way, they did. The Luna Council held power that rivaled the Alphas themselves—sometimes exceeded it. They were the wives, sisters, and daughters of the most powerful packs on the continent, and they answered to no one.The first through the door was a tall woman with silver-streaked black hair pulled into a

Chapter TwelveMy mother returned within the hour, her face pale and her hands trembling in a way I'd never seen before. She'd been making calls from my father's office, doors closed, voices too low to hear. Now she stood in the doorway of the war room looking like she'd aged ten years in sixty minutes."Tell Marcus and Miranda to stay," she said. "And get your father. He needs to hear this."Something in her tone made my stomach drop. Emrys moved toward the door immediately, returning minutes later with my father. The Primal Alpha entered the room like a storm front, all coiled power and barely restrained violence. He'd heard about Kieran's performance at the gates. I could see it in the rigid set of his shoulders, the way his hands kept clenching and unclenching like he was imagining them around someone's throat."Isadora," he said to my mother. "What did you find?"She didn't answer immediately. Instead, she moved to the table and spread out a series of photographs she'd printed fr

# Chapter FourteenMorgana's second call came at dawn, just as weak sunlight was beginning to filter through my bedroom curtains. I'd spent the night in the safe room at my father's insistence, but now that police had finished processing the scene and the estate was on full lockdown, I'd been allowed to return to my own bed.Not that I'd slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that brown wolf crashing through the safe room door, saw Emrys covered in blood, felt the twins moving restlessly inside me like they could sense the danger.When my phone rang, I almost didn't answer. But something made me reach for it, some instinct that said this call mattered."What do you want, Morgana?""To meet." Her voice was different from last night—softer, almost uncertain. "Face to face. Just you and me.""So you can finish what your hired wolves couldn't?""I told you, that wasn't me. And I can prove it." She paused. "I have information you need, Khione. About Kieran. About what he's planning next