All Chapters of Alpha's Detective Luna: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

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ONE-HUNDRED ONE - War is coming

Valerie’s POVThe blizzard showed no signs of relenting. The wind continued to scream against the mouth of the cave, throwing curtains of crystalline snow across the entrance where Silas and his men stood like frozen sentinels. Inside, the air was heavy with the smell of damp stone, the metallic tang of Evan’s healing wounds, and the stifling weight of ten years of unspoken grief.I kept my hand on his knee for a moment longer than necessary before pulling back, tucking my arms into my tactical vest. The silver spark in my chest was quiet, but it was alert. a humming vibration that sensed every hitch in Evan’s breathing."You should eat something," I said, reaching into my pack and pulling out a vacuum-sealed ration bar. I tossed it to him.He caught it with reflexes that were still unnervingly sharp, though his hands trembled as he struggled with the packaging. I didn't help him. He needed to find his own strength, and I needed to maintain the distance I had spent a decade building.

Last Updated : 2026-04-30

ONE-HUNDRED TWO - Caught in trouble

Evan’s POVAll night I couldn’t sleep. Didn’t bat an eye. It felt so surreal. I can’t believe I managed to escape. On top of that, find her. Usually, she would just show up in a dream, or a vision. Goddess knows how much I suffered having those vision. It was painful and confusing at the same time all while I was tending to Isabella. But the bitch had been poisoning me the whole time.I growled, and shook my head. I couldn’t be pissed off in this moment. It’s in the past, and all of it doesn’t matter.What matters is that I am here, by her side at the very least.I am leaning my back against the cave, head steering towards the woman looking out.Her hair was tied to a bun, and her skin was perfectly illuminated by the moon’s glow. Goddess, she is beautiful.She has always been in my dreams, but now, seeing her up close, feels like my dream suddenly came to life. I can’t stop staring at her. I don’t want to close my eyes again and wake up only to realize all of this isn’t real.Am I

Last Updated : 2026-05-06

ONE-HUNDRED THREE

Evan's POVThe silence that followed was deafening. I looked around the clearing, my stomach dropping as the reality of the situation set in. The four sentries Valerie had brought with her. Strong, capable warriors I’d shared a brief nod with earlier lay motionless in the dirt. The witch’s creatures had been efficient. We were the only ones left breathing.Valerie stood in the center of the carnage, her sword arm trembling. The fierce command she’d held moments ago was fraying at the edges, replaced by a haunting grief as she looked at her fallen packmates. We were miles from the safety of her borders, deep in neutral territory with a target on our backs."They're gone," she whispered, the sword slipping from her fingers and thudding onto the moss. "Because of me. Because I came for you.""Valerie, look at me," I said, stepping toward her despite the growl that started in her throat. I didn't care if she hit me. "We can't stay here. The blood will draw scavengers, and that bitch isn't

Last Updated : 2026-05-07

ONE-HUNDRED FOUR

VALERIE’S POVThe forest was a blur of jagged shadows and the rhythmic, agonizing sound of Evan’s uneven footsteps behind me. Every time he stumbled, a sharp, unwanted pang shot through my chest. The phantom echo of a bond I had tried to cauterize years ago. I kept my eyes fixed forward, my jaw locked so tight it ached. I couldn't afford to look at him. If I looked at him, I might see the man who used to hold me until the sun rose. If I looked at him, I might forget the four empty beds waiting in the barracks back home.My skin felt like it was crawling. The scent of him was everywhere, coating the back of my throat. It was a cruel irony. I had spent a thousand nights wishing for this scent to return, and now that it was here, it felt like a death sentence."We’re close to the gorge," he rasped, his voice sounding like dry leaves skittering over stone.I didn't answer. I couldn't. My voice would have betrayed me, cracking under the weight of the grief I was forcing down. I reached the e

Last Updated : 2026-05-08

ONE HUNDRED FIVE

Valerie's POV:The crack in my armor didn’t just let in memories; it let in the cold. The neutral magic of the grove was a thin veil against the suffocating malice of the Reek, and as the night deepened, the temperature plummeted. Across the small clearing, Evan began to shiver. It wasn't just the cold; it was the withdrawal of the witch’s power, the agonizing snap of the tether he was trying to break.His jaw was clamped shut, but a low, guttural whimper escaped his throat. A sound that bypassed my logic and struck the raw nerves of my wolf. She paced behind my ribs, claws scratching at my composure. Mate, she whispered, a traitorous urge to protect the man who had abandoned us.“Stop it,” I hissed, though whether I was talking to my wolf or the man across from me, I didn't know.Evan’s eyes snapped open. They were bloodshot, the violet smoke licking at the edges of his pupils like a rising tide. “Valerie… run.”“I’m not running, you idiot,” I said, standing up and drawing my blade.

Last Updated : 2026-05-09

ONE HUNDRED SIX

ONE HUNDRED SIXValerie’s POVTwo guards came over and looked at me then at Evan, with his head held high. I internally rolled my eyes.Doesn’t he realize he’s the outsider? The pack can practically tear him to shreds with his reputation. Apparently, he has gained one since my story has been passed on from pack member to pack member. I didn’t know who started it or how, all I know is that one day I woke up to the whole pack sympathizing with me and apologizing to me every other day.Some even sent me flowers. I shook my head at the memory.“Luna,” the guard came up to me. “Harry.” “Where are the others?” he asked, his eyes sparkling with excitement that made my heart sink.I almost forgot. His lover is one of them. I gave him a sad look and turned my head to the side. He took the message as he gasped, “What? No. It can’t be.” It didn’t take him long to start trembling.Tears enveloped his eyes.“Silas said he’ll come back.” he choked, and I am filled with regret the next moment.

Last Updated : 2026-05-11

ONE HUNDRED SEVEN - My son

Evan's POV: The kid looks exactly like me, which is the first indicator that the universe has a truly sick sense of humor. He’s standing in the doorway of the pack clinic, chest heaving under a shirt that’s a little too big for him, hands curled into fists so tight his knuckles are turning the exact shade of the sterile white walls. Green eyes. Fucking furious green eyes, boring directly into my soul. They aren’t the soft, inquisitive eyes of the toddler I vaguely remember tumbling over his own paws in the grass. No, these are the eyes of a boy who has spent three years learning how to hate. ‘Valerian?,’ Malek whispers in the back of my mind, his usual booming arrogance completely shot to shit. The wolf is practically whining, pressing his digital nose against the bars of our shared consciousness, desperate to reach out to the pup we left behind. “Valerian,” I breathe, the name tasting like ash and old copper on my tongue. Do I even have the right to say his name? I bet I lost that

Last Updated : 2026-05-12

ONE HUNDRED EIGHT - A blessing

Evan's POV: “Well, that went well,” I say awkwardly, the words tasting completely flat as they leave my mouth. Valerie doesn't look at me right away. She keeps her focus on the tray, setting down a bottle of antiseptic with a sharp, clinical clink. “You’re lucky you’re still alive,” she mutters under her breath. “I didn't expect Valerian to look for his father the moment he got word.” she uttered. I watch her move, that Alpha posture rigid, the curves of her body shifting as she reaches for a clean roll of gauze. Ten years of missing pieces claw at my brain, but seeing her handle our spitfire of a son makes one thing abundantly clear. She didn't just survive without me. She conquered everything standing in her way. “He’s got a hell of an attitude,” I say, trying to inject a bit of levity into the suffocating silence. “Can’t imagine where he got the sarcasm from.” I said and chuckled, only to regret it the next moment when Valerie stops. Her shoulders tense up under her leather j

Last Updated : 2026-05-13

ONE HUNDRED NINE - Deep sh*t

Evan's POV: “Because remembering what we used to have would only make what’s happening now a hell of a lot harder for you to swallow.” My brow furrows, a sudden, heavy dread settling deep into my gut. I already know about the betrayal. For months out in that brutal wilderness, the phantom pains of our fractured mate bond would rip through my chest in the dead of night. Every time she slept with him, my wolf and I bled from the inside out, enduring the agonizing telepathic echo of another man touching my female. I don't need a map to know she moved on; the scars on my soul told me that much. “What is that supposed to mean?” I ask, my voice tightening. “I know you’re with someone else, Val. I felt it. Every fucking time. You don't think I know what that phantom burning in my chest meant?” I snapped, anger and raw jealousy burned in my chest. Valerie tidies the tray, her movements deliberately slow, as if she’s measuring out the exact weight of the bricks she’s about to drop on my h

Last Updated : 2026-05-14

ONE HUNDRED TEN

VALERIE’S POV The heavy oak door of the clinic clicked shut behind me, isolating Evan and his scrambled memories on the other side. I leaned my back against the cool wood, closing my eyes as I let out a long, ragged breath that I had been holding for the last twenty minutes. My heart was hammering a frantic, erratic rhythm against my ribs. ‘He smells the sulfur,’ my wolf muttered inside my head, her tone sharp and guarded. ‘He knows about Tyrone.’ “Let him know,” I whispered to the empty corridor, my voice flat. “It doesn't change a damn thing.” I headed upstairs to my room, feeling hot and incredibly bothered when I recall his mouth lingering too close to me. Way too close. My chest is heaving, and my heart is beating rapidly like a nonstop drum. The shower took longer than usual, as I had to scrub my body with soap every other minute. I would look at it and pick up the soap then lather my body with loofa all over again, then the cycle repeats at least four to six m

Last Updated : 2026-05-15

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