Semua Bab The Rise Of The Forsaken Luna : Bab 151 - Bab 160

BRIANAI spin on my heels and storm toward the training grounds, anger buzzing through my veins. Behind me, Drake calls out my name, his tone growing more frustrated the farther I get. He keeps telling me to stop, to talk it out-but I know him too well. Drake is as stubborn as I am. The difference is, his stubbornness comes from wanting to protect me, while mine comes from wanting to stand beside him, not behind him.I ignore him, marching past the pack buildings, my boots crunching against the gravel. Drake's voice shifts from shouting my name in the open to linking me through our bond, trying to reason with me. "Bri, please, just listen to me," he pleads in my head. I block him out. I'm too angry to care right now.Linda links me instead, her voice calm but curious. "What's going on? I can feel your temper from the main house.""Drake doesn't want me fighting beside him when we go after Marcus and Laura," I answer sharply, dodging Drake's hand as he reaches to grab my arm."Then be

BRIANAI smooth down the blue dress I changed into earlier, then slip my feet into a pair of black heels. The fabric hugs me gently, making me feel elegant but comfortable. I take one last look in the mirror before heading to the living room.Drake should be back from the guest house soon. He went there to help install the new oven before our guests from Growling Heart pack arrive. He said he’d come home, take a quick shower, and then drive us to the Moonveil packhouse in time for the welcome dinner and bonfire. There’s always a lot of food, laughter, and of course plenty of drinks at these events.“Sorry I’m late!” Drake’s voice calls out as soon as the cottage door opens.“It’s fine,” I say, smiling as he steps inside and kisses my cheek. “You were helping David get the guest house ready, remember?”“Yeah,” he chuckles, running a hand through his hair. “Give me ten minutes to shower and change, and we can head out.”“I put your clothes on the counter,” I remind him.“Thanks, love!”

BRIANAWatching Drake laugh and talk with Titus and David while Daisy lounges beside the bonfire with Linda, Evette, and Avery feels like standing in the eye of a storm. Everything is calm for now, but deep down, I know it won’t last. I wish it could just a little longer.Dinner had been lively and full of laughter. The omegas who volunteered for the night were quick on their feet, making sure the buffet table never stayed empty. Wolves from Moonveil and Growling Heart mingled easily, the air thick with music, chatter, and the scent of roasted meat.I spent most of the evening with Avery and Daisy. Somehow, the three of us clicked instantly. Avery’s sharp wit and Daisy’s carefree humor had me laughing so hard I nearly spit my apple juice all over the table.Between fits of laughter, Avery introduced me to her mate, Jamal a beta wolf from Jamaica who had once been cast out of his pack for refusing to surrender his rank to his alpha’s brother-in-law.He told me he’d come to Canada for a

MARCUSMessages from the other alphas light up my phone screen, one after another. I lean back in my chair, a slow grin spreading across my face as I read them. Devon may have run off like a coward right after sealing the Blood Pact, but at least the information he left behind has been useful.For a long time, I worried about my sister coming back to claim Moonveil Pack after she left. I worried about the truth of my bond with Laura, about what would happen if Natty ever spoke out when he and that fool Drake abandoned Moonveil. But those fears are gone now. In seven weeks, every threat standing in my way will be erased.And last night, when the doctor confirmed that Laura is carrying a boy, it felt like every burden I’ve carried finally lifted. My line is secure. My son will inherit everything I’ve built, and our blood will rule over Moonveil for generations.I glance toward the door, a small smile tugging at my lips. As soon as Laura gives birth, I’ll see to it that she rests and rec

DRAKEMoving quietly around the kitchen, a smile spreads across my face as I keep glancing at the bedroom door, waiting for Briana to wake up. Last night had been wonderful seeing Jack and Carson again brought back so many memories but I couldn’t help the worry that built in my chest when Briana went off with Ash and Royce alone. I’d stayed beside my god-brother, pretending to be relaxed while silently counting the minutes until she came back.When she finally returned, there was something heavy in her eyes, though she brushed it off when I asked. Royce had been right beside her, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd like a guard dog. I knew the two of them had grown close as friends, and it made me glad he was there to protect her when I couldn’t. Still, the way he refused to leave her side unsettled me more than I wanted to admit.“Drake, are those pancakes I smell?” Briana’s sleepy voice calls out as she steps out of the bedroom, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand. She looks ex