All Chapters of ALPHA CYRUS' CHOOSEN LUNA: CHASING HIS EX-WIFE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

MELANIA….The kitchen slowly filled with warmth, not just from the stove, but from laughter.Raymond stood beside me, sleeves rolled up, hair slightly messy as he chopped vegetables with practiced ease. I handled the spices, occasionally stealing glances at him whenever he wasn’t looking. “You remember that day?” Raymond said, leaning casually against the counter, a smile tugging at his lips. “You were maybe eight back then. You came to our place with your parents, and we were playing in the garden.”I glanced at him while stirring the pot. “Which day?”“The one where you were running after a blue butterfly like your life depended on it,” he continued, clearly enjoying himself. “You didn’t notice the bee until it bit you right on your cheek.”I groaned. “Don’t remind me.”“You cried so much,” he added, laughing. “Then you fainted. The whole house went into panic mode. It took an entire night for you to recover fully.”I shook my head, laughing along. “That explains why I’m still te

MELANIA….The sky was gray. Not stormy, not raining, just unbearably heavy, as if even the heavens were mourning my parents.The entire pack stood dressed in black, lining both sides of the sacred grounds. The air smelled of burning incense and wet earth. Two pyres stood at the center, adorned with white lilies and silver wolf insignias, the mark of the Lombardi bloodline.My mother.My father.Gone.I stood at the front, unmoving, my face calm, my spine straight. Livia, Simona and Adriel stood slightly behind me, silent sentinels. Raymond stood farther back, not intruding, not leaving, his presence steady like a shadow I didn’t know I needed.The Elder stepped forward, his voice echoing across the grounds. “Today, we bid farewell to Alpha Lorenzo Lombardi and Luna Isabella Lombardi. Leaders who ruled not with fear, but with honor. Parents who raised their daughter to stand taller than tragedy.”Every word felt like a blade.I didn’t cry.Not when the pack bowed.Not when the prayers

MELANIA….“I did all this because I love you, Melania.”The words hit me like a slap.I stared at him, my mind refusing to process what he had just said.“You… love me?” I repeated slowly, as if saying it aloud would make it make sense.Raymond didn’t look away. He didn’t smile. He didn’t soften it with humor like he always did. He simply nodded.“I have,” he said quietly. “For a very long time.”My chest felt tight. Uncomfortable. Dangerous.“That’s not an answer,” I snapped. “Loving me doesn’t give you the right to decide my future. You went to my father behind my back.”“Yes, I admit I went to him with the proposal. But this marriage will only proceed if you agree. I won't marry you forcefully. You know very well you can't force someone to love you back. That's what I believe too. I won't pressurize you to agree to this marriage. Your say will be the final say.” He admitted without hesitation. That stunned me more than if he had argued.“Even if you reject me I won't mind. I have

MELANIA….. “Before the wedding you should hold the Alpha Ceremony. People need to meet the new Alpha of the Silver crest pack. And it will help you to make new allies too.” Alpha King’s words echoed in my mind long after the call had ended. He was right. I had ruled in silence for weeks. I had carried grief, responsibility, and bloodlines on my shoulders without ceremony. But a pack needed more than quiet strength. It needed a declaration. So I called for the Alpha Ceremony. The Silver Crest Pack had not seen such preparations in years. The ancient stone courtyard was cleansed and adorned with silver banners bearing our crest, the wolf crowned with the crescent moon. Fires were lit along the perimeter, their flames dancing against the twilight sky. Raymond had already moved into my pack by then. It was he who personally sent out the invitations to every ruling Alpha. Cyrus will be here tonight too. He didn't know my identity yet. But he will know tonight. The Alpha of the Silver C

MELANIA…..As the crowd dispersed into celebration, I caught one last glimpse of Cyrus across the hall. He watched me quietly now, not with longing but with something closer to acceptance.Raymond leaned in, his voice low, meant only for me. “You did great.”I looked up at him, “Stay with me tonight,” I said softly. “Not as a duty. Just like you.”His answering smile was gentle, unwavering.“Always.”And as the music began and the night unfolded, I stepped forward into my future, no longer haunted by what I had lost, but guided by what I was becoming.Alpha King summoned Raymond for a private word, pulling him away from my side. I watched him leave with a reassuring glance over his shoulder before turning my attention back to the long table of desserts.I picked up a small plate, letting myself indulge for once. The rich sweetness melted on my tongue, grounding me, reminding me that I was here, that the night was real, that I was no longer drowning.“Alpha Melania?”The voice came fro