All Chapters of The Alpha's Forgotten Luna: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

Cassius eventually rolled onto his back with the most satisfied smile I had ever seen on his face while I remained curled against his chest, trying to catch my breath. His heartbeat had finally settled into its usual steady rhythm, yet his fingers still lazily traced circles over my bare shoulder as though he couldn't stop touching me. I smiled to myself. There really was something wrong with this man. After everything we had been through over the years, after wars, betrayals, impossible prophecies, and nearly losing one another more times than I cared to count, he still looked at me like I was the greatest miracle he had ever stumbled across. Sometimes I wondered if the Moon Goddess had made him with too much love in his heart because there simply wasn't another explanation."There," he murmured, pressing another kiss against my temple. "Now we're even."I lifted my head just enough to look at him before narrowing my eyes. "We're absolutely not even." He blinked innocently, the pictu

Sienna didn't leave Selena's side for the rest of the morning. Even after Marianne assured us that the wound was not life-threatening, my mate remained seated on the floor beside our daughter, one hand resting gently against Mia's head while the other kept Kane close to her. She looked between them constantly, as though checking both children every few seconds simply to reassure herself that they were still there. Kane had stopped crying, but his eyes remained swollen and red, and every time Mia whimpered, his little body tensed as though he was feeling the pain himself. Sienna noticed every single movement. She reassured Kane whenever he looked frightened, stroked Mia's fur whenever she shifted uncomfortably, and somehow managed to keep her voice calm through all of it. Watching her made something inside me ache. She was terrified, but she wasn't allowing that fear to become bigger than what our children needed from her.

By the following morning, the eastern forest had been searched twice, and I was beginning to understand why the absence of answers had been making me more restless than the attack itself. We had found tracks, but none of them belonged to a wolf. We had found a few broken branches and disturbed patches of soil, but nothing that immediately pointed toward an attacker. The bullet had been recovered after Marianne finished treating Selena, and Jackson had already sent it to the weapons specialists. Every patrol warrior had been questioned separately, their stories compared and cross-checked, yet there was still nothing that connected any of them to what had happened. Sienna had barely slept. She had spent most of the night beside Selena, waking every time our daughter shifted or whimpered, and by morning she was sitting beside the bed with Nicholas asleep against her chest while Kane remained curled beside Mia. The sight should have softened me, but instead it reminded me exactly why I ne

The conversation about strengthening the pack's defenses began quietly that evening, long after the children had gone to bed and the pack house had finally settled into silence. Cassius and I were sitting in his office with the windows slightly open, allowing the cool night air to drift inside. A stack of reports sat untouched on his desk because neither of us had been particularly interested in discussing patrol rotations or supply records. Our minds were still somewhere else. Selena's injury had healed remarkably well, but the scar on her hip remained a quiet reminder of how easily one careless moment could have changed everything. I had spent the entire day watching my children play again, smiling whenever they laughed, but underneath that happiness was a thought I couldn't shake. We had been lucky. Far too lucky. "We need to do something," I finally said. Cassius looked up from the report he hadn't actually been reading.

Chapter 267 – SIENNAThe conversation about strengthening the pack's defenses began quietly that evening, long after the children had gone to bed and the packhouse had finally settled into silence. Cassius and I were sitting in his office with the windows slightly open, allowing the cool night air to drift inside. A stack of reports sat untouched on his desk because neither of us had been particularly interested in discussing patrol rotations or supply records. Our minds were still somewhere else. Selena's injury had healed remarkably well, but the scar on her hip remained a quiet reminder of how easily one careless moment could have changed everything. I had spent the entire day watching my children play again, smiling whenever they laughed, but underneath that happiness was a thought I couldn't shake. We had been lucky. Far too lucky. "We need to do something," I finally said. Cassius looked up from the report he hadn't actually been reading. "I know." His answer came immediately, w