All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S CURSED LUNA: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The dress was too tight.Aria pulled at the neckline again. Still couldn't breathe right. The fabric was cream—some stupid color that was supposed to make her look pure or something. Marriageable. Delta Morris picked it because her father sure as hell didn't care what she wore."Stop messing with it." Morris didn't even look at her. "You'll make it obvious."Obvious. Right. Because if she just stayed quiet and small, maybe no one would notice the freak in the corner.The Blackwater gates were huge. Black iron twisted into claws, stone walls that looked like they'd been built to keep people out. Or keep them in. Guards everywhere, armed, watching. This place felt like a prison.Aria wanted to turn around. Go home. Except home wasn't really home anymore, was it? Just another place where people looked through her instead of at her."Move." Morris shoved her forward hard enough that she stumbled.The gates opened. Loud. Metal scraping metal.Her wolf made a sound. Small. Pathetic. Barely

Aria woke up screaming.Pain. Everywhere. Like her bones were trying to break through her skin from the inside.Hands pinned her shoulders to the bed. Strong. Firm. Two people pressing her down."Breathe through it." Lyra's voice. Calm. Like Aria wasn't dying. "The seal is breaking. It's going to hurt.""Make it stop." Aria thrashed. Couldn't control her body. "Please make it—"Her chest erupted in silver light, the room warping around her.The windows of the cottage broke. Glass was all over the place. Books were flying off the shelf. The middle of the bed cracked.Then it stopped.Aria collapsed back. Gasping. Covered in sweat. Her whole body was shaking.Lyra stood over her. Completely unfazed. "Better?""What—" Aria couldn't catch her breath. "What was that?""Your power rejecting the seal." Lyra walked to the shelves. Started picking up books like nothing had happened. "It's been suppressed for twenty-two years. Now it's waking up. Violently."Aria looked at her hands. They were

Kira wouldn't stop staring at her.Aria tried to ignore it. Focused on walking. One foot in front of the other. Away from the howls. Away from the hunters. But the girl's eyes were burning holes in the side of her head."What?" Aria finally snapped.Kira jumped. "Nothing. Sorry. I just—" She looked away. "Your hands are glowing."Aria looked down. The silver light was back. Pulsing under her skin. Great. "Yeah. They do that now.""Is it the curse?""It's not a curse." The words came out harsher than she meant. "It's—never mind. Just keep moving."They'd been walking for hours. Maybe more. Aria couldn't tell anymore. Everything looked the same. Trees. Darkness. More trees. Her feet hurt. Her ribs hurt where the book kept digging in. Everything hurt.Kira stumbled. Caught herself on a tree. "Can we stop? Just for a minute?""No.""Please. I haven't eaten in two days. I can't—""If we stop, they catch us. If they catch us, we die." Aria kept walking. "So we don't stop."Kira made a sound

The medical team arrived exactly 30 minutes later.Two women. One older, gray-haired, stern-looking. The other, younger, nervous one kept glancing at Aria, as if she might explode.“I’m Dr. Voss.” The older woman set down her bag. “Let me see the arm.”Aria held out her injured arm. The makeshift bandage was soaked black with dried blood.Dr. Voss cut it away. Didn’t react to what she saw underneath. Just cleaned the wounds with efficient movements. “Deep. Needs stitches. This’ll hurt.”“Everything hurts.” Aria watched her work. “What’s a few more stitches?”The younger woman was examining Kira. Taking her pulse. Checking her temperature.“She’s malnourished,” the young doctor said quietly. “Dehydrated. When’s the last time she ate?”“Two days,” Kira whispered. “Maybe three.”“We’ll get food in you. Start slow or you’ll get sick.” She pulled out an IV kit. “This’ll help with the dehydration.”Dr. Voss was stitching Aria’s arm. Black thread through torn skin. Aria didn’t flinch. Just w

Thorne and Marcus moved like hurricanes trying to destroy each other. Blade against blade. Silver sparking. Both of them fast. Both of them are deadly. Aria watched. Frozen. Her brain couldn't process what was happening. Thorne was defending her after everything. After the rejection, he was fighting for her. Marcus's wolves rushed forward. Toward Thorne. Toward her. Aria's shadows exploded outward. Caught them mid-stride. Slammed them into walls. She didn't think. Just reacted. "Aria!" Maya's voice. Behind her. "What are you doing?" Aria turned. Maya was staring at her like she'd lost her mind. Maybe she had. "I'm not killing him," Aria said. "Then you're dead." Maya raised her weapon. "Marcus's orders. Anyone who betrays the mission dies." "I didn't betray—" Maya attacked. Aria barely blocked. The blade came for her throat. She twisted. Used her shadows to push Maya back. "Don't make me hurt you," Aria said. "Too late." Maya came at her again. Faster. Angrier. They fought. Blade a