chapter eleven -family heirloom

I woke up to sunlight. For half a second, I let myself enjoy it—the warmth on my face, the unfamiliar softness beneath me, the strange sense of calm that didn’t belong. The bed cradled me like I was somewhere safe, somewhere I hadn’t earned. Then memory slammed into me. The mark…his eyes. I sat up so fast the world tilted. “No—” I breathed, already scrambling out of the bed. My bare feet hit the floor as I raced to the mirror, heart pounding so hard it drowned out every other sound. I barely recognized the girl staring back at me…wide eyes, pale skin, fear etched too clearly across my face. Then I saw it. At the side of my neck. The mark… it was still there. Not faded. Not imagined. Dark enough to be unmistakable. My breath hitched violently, lungs burning as panic clawed its way up my throat. “No, no, no,” I whispered, fingers shaking as they hovered near it. I didn’t touch it. I couldn’t. It wasn’t a dream. He had actually marked me. The room felt smaller suddenly, the

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chapter twelve - Chester's return

ARIA'S POV He stormed out of the room like a ticking bomb finally detonated, the door slamming so hard the walls trembled. I smiled…A slow, satisfied smile. Good. Let him be angry. Someone needed to treat him the same way he treated everyone else, like their feelings were optional and their opinions disposable. If nothing else, today proved one thing; the mighty Alpha wasn’t used to being challenged. I exhaled and turned back to the bed. The heirloom sat there, quiet and unassuming, yet heavy with meaning. I dressed carefully, slipping into the outfit prepared for me, my fingers trembling only slightly as I lifted the necklace from its velvet cradle. When I fastened it around my neck, a strange warmth spread through my chest…steady, grounding. I didn’t know if it was tradition, symbolism, or just stubborn pride, but I lifted my chin anyway. Then I heard it. Laughter. Voices overlapping. Warm greetings, teasing, the low hum of a gathering in full swing. It floated all around th

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chapter thirteen - the kiss

The music shifted…soft, ceremonial, heavy with meaning.A man stepped forward, clearing his throat nervously. “Apologies for the… delay,” he said, eyes darting between faces. “But tradition must still be honored. It is time for the Alpha and his Luna to take the floor for the ceremonial dance.”A hush followed.My stomach tightened.Across the hall, Kieran stiffened. His parents turned toward him expectantly. Eyes slowly began to search for me.Of course.I was still seated at the edge of the hall, fingers twisted together in my lap, doing what I did best…watching from the sidelines, pretending I didn’t exist.Then a shadow fell over me.“Well,” a smooth voice said, “this just got interesting.”I looked up.Chester.He was already holding a drink, his jacket loose, his smile easy—too easy. His eyes flicked briefly toward Kieran before returning to me.“Care to dance?” he asked, extending his hand.My breath hitched.“I—” I started, startled, unsure, painfully aware of the hundred eye

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chapter fourteen -broken resolve

ARIA'S POV The party carried on like nothing had happened. Laughter returned. Music swelled. Glasses clinked, and all I did was smile…because that’s what a Luna was supposed to do.But inside? I was unraveling.Kieran never let go of my hand after the kiss. Not once. His grip was firm, deliberate, like he was afraid if he loosened it..even for a second—I would disappear. Or worse, be taken. To anyone watching, it probably looked romantic. Protective. Claiming.To me, it felt like a statement, a warning. A trophy held high for Chester to see.I walked beside him as he greeted guests, nodded at elders, accepted praise I knew he wasn’t hearing. His thumb brushed over my knuckles every now and then, grounding me to him whether I wanted it or not.I felt… used…Not because of the kiss alone..but because of why It happened. It wasn’t love, nor was it even affection..rather, It was a strategy.And somehow, that hurt more.It hit me then, quietly but cruelly…He took my first kiss.The one

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chapter fifteen - the mission heirloom

ARIA'S POV The rest of the party went on smoothlyLaughter filled the hall, music played, people danced and drank like nothing had shifted beneath their feet. Like there hadn’t been tension sharp enough to cut skin. I smiled when I had to, nodded when spoken to, played the role everyone wanted so badly.But inside, I was counting seconds.One.Two. Three….Until it was finally over.When the last guest left and the hall emptied, I slipped away quietly, taking the corridor that led to my room. I didn’t look back. I didn’t wait.I could feel him notice.Kieran noticed everything.He noticed the distance the moment I didn’t fall into step beside him. The way I didn’t glance his way. The way I moved like he wasn’t there at all. I felt his gaze on my back, heavy, confused, maybe even annoyed—but I didn’t turn.Not once.The house settled into an unnatural quiet. No maids. No guards. No voices. It was tradition—after a celebration like this, the Alpha and Luna were to be left alone.The iron

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All Chapters of Becoming Luna: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

chapter eleven -family heirloom

chapter twelve - Chester's return

chapter thirteen - the kiss

chapter fourteen -broken resolve

chapter fifteen - the mission heirloom