All Chapters of The Alpha's Forgotten Luna: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

For the first time in what felt like months, peace settled over the pack house. Not the complete kind, not the kind that came with the certainty that everything was finally over, but the fragile kind that appeared after a storm had passed. The skies might have cleared, but everyone was still waiting for the next lightning strike, unsure if the calm would last or if another disaster was waiting just beyond the horizon.Sophie and Damien remained inside the clinic wing for the first few days after the birth. Doctor Marianne refused to let them leave until she was completely satisfied with both mother and child, and surprisingly, neither of them argued. In fact, Damien seemed almost unwilling to move more than a few feet away from the baby. Every report I received sounded almost identical. Sophie was sleeping, the baby was feeding, Damien was staring at the baby, then checking if she was breathing, and then returning to staring again. Apparently, fatherhood had managed to destroy whateve

Nobody spoke after Damien asked the question. The entire clearing seemed to freeze in that single moment, as though everyone was afraid that even the smallest movement would disturb something important. Even the wind had gone strangely quiet. Kane stood completely still in front of Sophie and the baby, while Selena pressed herself against Sienna’s side, trying to see over everyone’s shoulders. The little girl in Sophie’s arms remained completely focused on Kane, her tiny fingers opening and closing repeatedly as she reached toward him.It was almost as though she recognized him. As though somewhere deep inside that tiny heart, she already knew who he was. Sophie watched the little boy carefully before speaking, her voice soft and patient because she understood the weight of the question they had placed on his shoulders."Kane?"

The moment Sienna fell asleep against my shoulder, a fear I could not explain settled deep inside my chest. It was not the kind of fear I had felt while facing enemies, wars, prophecies, vampires, or rogues. Those fears were easier because they came from outside. They were things I could fight, things I could prepare for, things I could destroy if necessary. This fear was different because it came from loving someone. It came from realizing that the person who had spent years protecting everyone else had finally reached a point where she needed someone to protect her.For years, I had watched Sienna push herself beyond what anyone should have been expected to carry. She held responsibilities without complaint and buried exhaustion behind a smile. She worried about the pack before herself, the children before herself, me before herself, and even strangers who had nothing to do with her. Somewhere along the way, she had forgotten that she was allowed to rest. She had forgotten that she

The house remained unusually quiet after Marianne left. Kane and Selena were still at Everett and Camilia’s house, most likely eating enough sweets to make themselves sick while pretending they were not. The pack house had settled into the evening, the golden light outside slowly fading into twilight, and for once, there was nothing demanding our attention. No emergencies, no council meetings, no prophecies, no enemies waiting at our door. Just peace. Just me and Cassius.I found myself curled against his side on the couch without even remembering when it happened. One moment I had been staring at the fireplace, trying to process the fact that our family was growing again, and the next I was tucked beneath a blanket with his arm wrapped around my shoulders. His hand rested over my stomach almost absentmindedly, but I knew it was not absentminded at all. Every few moments his thumb moved slightly, as

The house felt wonderfully empty, but not in a lonely way. It was the peaceful kind of empty, the kind we rarely experienced after years of chaos. There were no little feet running through the hallways, no arguments over breakfast, no Kane trying to convince everyone that dessert should come before vegetables, and no Selena demanding attention every few minutes. The twins were spending the weekend with Everett and Camilia, and apparently they had inherited their grandfather’s ability to convince people to give them exactly what they wanted because somehow a simple visit had turned into an entire sleepover filled with stories, sweets, games, and absolutely no parental supervision.Cassius insisted they had planned it themselves. I insisted his parents had manipulated the situation. Neither of us won the argument, but the result was the same. We were alone. Completely alone for almost twenty-four hours. Whic