Semua Bab THE ALPHA'S CURSED LUNA: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Recovery took longer than expected.Aria spent two weeks in medical. Not because her body wouldn't heal. It healed fine. Luna is working overtime. Cuts closing. Strength returning. Physical recovery easy. Relatively.Mental recovery was different. Harder. Slower. More complicated.She kept having nightmares. Not regular nightmares. Worse. She'd wake up screaming. Convinced she was still in the Primal Court's realm. Convinced reality wasn't real. Convinced everything was an illusion. Wrong. Impossible.Thorne would hold her. Ground her. Use the bond to anchor her. Remind her where she was. When she was. Who she was. Real. Home. Safe. Over and over until she believed it. Until she stopped shaking. Until she returned to herself."It's getting better," he'd say. Lying. They both knew it. The nightmares weren't getting better. They were getting worse. More vivid. More convincing. More real."Maybe I should talk to someone," Aria said one morning. After a particularly bad night. "Someone wh

The Luna Council chamber was packed with angry voices.Aria sat at the head table. Thorne beside her. Watching twelve Lunas argue. Loudly. Passionately. About everything."The Eastern territories aren't implementing the reforms!" Luna Maya shouted. "They're still suppressing training. Still limiting Luna authority. Still ignoring everything we established!""And the Western Alphas are overcompensating," another Luna countered. "Giving Lunas too much power too fast. Creating resentment. Creating backlash. It's destabilizing their packs!""The Southern packs won't even acknowledge the Council's authority. They're claiming regional autonomy. Claiming independence from our jurisdiction!""And the Northern territories are splitting. Half support us. Half resist. They're on verge of civil war!"Aria let them argue. Listening. Processing. Understanding. Change was messy. Creating new systems while old ones crumbled was complicated. Really complicated. She'd known this would happen. Known pea

Three months of peace.Real peace. Not threatened peace. Not temporary peace. Just peace. Normal. Boring. Beautiful peace.Aria woke naturally. No alarms. No emergencies. Just sunlight through windows. Thorne sleeping beside her. Bond humming contentedly. Everything calm. Peaceful. Right.She lay there. Appreciating it. The quiet. The lack of urgency. The normalcy. Three months of this. Three months of living instead of just surviving. Three months of happiness. Real happiness. Sustainable happiness.It felt strange. Good strange. But strange. Like she kept waiting for the other shoe to drop. For crisis to emerge. For something to shatter peace. But nothing did. Nothing came. Just days turning into weeks turning into months. Just life. Normal life. Boring life. Perfect life."You're thinking too loud," Thorne mumbled. Still half-asleep. "I can feel it through the bond. Your brain spinning. Worrying. Stop worrying. Nothing's wrong. Everything's fine. Go back to sleep.""Can't. Too awak

The disappearances continued. Accelerated actually. What started as one or two wolves per week became five. Then ten. Then more. Too many to ignore. Too many to dismiss as coincidence.I spent hours every day reaching out through Luna senses. Trying to locate them. Trying to feel some trace. Some connection. But there was nothing. Just void. Like they'd been erased from existence. From reality itself.That terrified me more than anything. Because death I could sense. Death left traces. Left echoes in the bond network. Left something. This was different. This was nothing. Complete absence. Like they'd never existed at all."Seventeen this week," Maya reported. Council meeting. Third one this week. Everyone was exhausted. Everyone was scared. "All Lunas. All from different territories. No pattern in location. No pattern in age or strength or anything. Just gone.""It's targeting Lunas specifically," Selene said. Arms crossed. Expression grim. "That's not random. That's intentional. They

Victory lasted three days. Three days of peace. Of believing we'd found answer. Found solution. Found way to actually win.Then everything fell apart.It started small. Wolves reporting fatigue. Headaches. Difficulty concentrating. Nothing serious. Nothing alarming. Just side effects of being connected to network. To everything. To everyone."It's normal," I told them. Told myself. "You're adjusting. Your mind is learning to process. To handle connection. Give it time. Give it patience. It'll get easier."But it didn't get easier. Got worse.Day four, wolves started collapsing. Just dropping. Mid-conversation. Mid-task. Mid everything. Not unconscious exactly. Just overwhelmed. Too much input. Too much connection. Too much reality flooding through them.Dr. Chen worked overtime. Examining. Testing. Trying to understand. "Their minds can't handle it," she said finally. Meeting with inner circle. Voice grim. "The network. It's too much. Too many connections. Too much information. Human