All Chapters of The Luna's Deception : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

POV: SeraThe first tremor knocked three warriors off their feet.I stumbled against Kieran as the ground beneath the clearing shuddered hard, the glow beneath the soil pulsing brighter with each wave, and around us the crowd scattered back toward the treeline, no one willing to test how far the light might spread."Everyone back," Alexei shouted, waving warriors toward the edges of the clearing. "Give it room.""Give what room," Lyra called from somewhere behind him, voice tight with the same fear gripping most of the gathered crowd.Nobody had an answer. I did not either, though something in my chest told me retreating further would accomplish nothing, that whatever had woken beneath these graves intended to finish what it started regardless of how much space we gave it."Sera, we should move you further back," Kieran said, arm still locked around me."No." I held my ground despite the tremor rattling my teeth. "I started this. I am not running from it now."He did not argue, thoug

POV: AlexeiThe horn sounded twice before either of us moved.Kieran was on his feet first, blade already in hand, eyes fixed on the ridge where the sound had come from. Two blasts meant border trouble, not a drill, and every instinct trained into me over years of war snapped into place instantly, whiskey forgotten on the ground beside the log."That is the northern ridge," I said, already moving toward the horses tethered nearby. "Closest to Astra's planned wall line."We rode hard, the fire and the earlier ease between us both left behind entirely, and reached the ridge to find a border patrol standing over a dead wolf, throat slit clean, no blood pooling beneath it despite the fresh wound."Drained," the patrol leader said grimly. "Not killed here. Someone brought the body and left it as a message."Kieran crouched beside the corpse, studying the wound with the same careful attention he gave every threat since the feast. "This is not random. Whoever left this wanted it found ex

POV: SeraThe compartment held a single vial, dark liquid sloshing thick against glass, and Kieran's hand shot out to stop me before I could touch it."Do not," he said sharply. "Not until we know what it is."Alexei called for cloth immediately, wrapping the vial carefully before lifting it free of the shattered stone, and the moment it left the compartment, I felt Sovereign recoil inside me, an instinctive revulsion I had learned to trust completely since the vault."It is not poison," I said slowly. "It is worse. It feels like a curse waiting to be triggered.""Then it stays sealed and guarded until we understand it," Alexei said, already signaling warriors to secure the area. "Whoever placed this expected us to find it eventually. That means it was meant as a message, not an immediate attack."We spent the better part of an hour securing the site, warriors combing every remaining foundation stone for similar compartments, finding nothing further, though the unease from the discov

POV: SeraThe scream tore through the healing huts loud enough to stop the entire market square.I was crossing toward the west gate when it hit, sharp and immediate, and every instinct in me snapped toward the sound before my mind caught up with what it meant. Kieran was already moving beside me, both of us breaking into a run toward the huts without exchanging a word."That is not a scream of pain," Kieran said as we neared, something easing slightly in his voice. "Sera, that is a birth."I slowed only slightly, heart still hammering, and pushed through the gathered crowd already forming outside the healing hut's entrance, warriors and Omegas alike drawn by the commotion, murmuring uncertainly among themselves."Whose child," someone in the crowd asked."Ilsa's," another voice answered. "The Silvermoon weaver. And Torin, the Shadowpine blacksmith. They have been together since the borders opened."The crowd's murmuring shifted immediately, a current of something between excitement

POV: SeraThe west gate alarm bell rang twice before I even reached the courtyard.Kieran was already moving, blade drawn, warriors converging from every direction toward the gate, and I broke into a run alongside him, the strange ache from the healing hut still lingering faintly beneath my ribs."Report," Alexei barked at the gate captain, arriving seconds behind us."Five figures approaching the gate, my lord. Robbed. Unarmed as far as we can tell. They are not running, not hiding. Just walking straight toward us like they expect to be let through."I reached the gate's edge and stopped short, staring at the five figures approaching slowly across the open field beyond Astra's walls, simple linen robes pale against the afternoon light, no weapons visible, no urgency in their measured pace."Do not open the gate," Kieran said sharply to the warriors stationed there. "Not until we know what we are dealing with."The moment the words left his mouth, I felt it, a shift in the air itself,