Semua Bab Azriel King's Luna: Bab 111 - Bab 120

AZRIEL’S POV The last few days have felt like a haze, a mixture of joy I never imagined I would experience and a fear that refused to loosen its grip on my chest. Every morning I woke up with Paige curled against me, one of my hands automatically settling on her stomach. It had become an instinct of mine, something I couldn’t control. If I wasn’t touching her, a part of me believed something terrible would happen.Jax felt the same. My wolf had never been this agitated and this gentle at the same time. The moment my palm presses against her stomach, he melts and hums with happiness. Our children. The mere thought of it was unreal.Twins.Two heartbeats. Two lives forming inside the woman I loved more than anything.The night we found out, I couldn’t stop crying. I, Azriel, the supposed ruthless king, feared by Alphas across the territories, was reduced to a shaking mess. Paige kept laughing and crying at the same time as she held my face in her hands. Her father’s attempt to conceal

NARRATOR’S POV Azriel’s voice still echoed with authority as he ordered the guards to burn the dead rogue bodies. None of them dared question him. His shoulders were tense, his expression dark, and even the breeze around the border seemed to quiet under his command. Flames rose quickly as the guards followed the order, tossing the bodies one by one into the fire. Smoke curled into the evening sky, thick and heavy, mixing with the scent of blood and ash.But even as the rogues turned to nothing but dust and fire, Azriel’s mind was far from calm. The last rogue’s scream kept replaying in his head. The words cut deeper than claws.“The first ones will end you.”He replayed that statement over and over, trying to understand its meaning. He knew many things. He had studied stories buried in old scrolls. He had met witches older than his entire bloodline. But hearing that warning from a dying rogue troubled him in a way nothing else had.Because it wasn’t just a threat. It felt like a prop

PAIGE’S POV The Moon Goddess stood before me, glowing softly like the moonlight reflecting on calm water. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. My mind struggled to understand what was before me because in all my years of hearing stories, prayers, and ancient tales, never did I imagine that I would stand in her presence. Not in a dream. Not in this strange, beautiful realm that felt more real than reality itself. My first instinct was to bow. My knees almost gave out, and my head started lowering on its own as the weight of her presence pressed into my chest. But before I could complete the gesture, she lifted her hand gently, stopping me. “No, child,” she said softly. “You do not bow to me.” Her voice was warm, not distant or royal like I had expected. It held the tone of a mother speaking to a child she hadn’t seen in years. The moment she stepped closer and wrapped her arms around me, something inside me broke. I froze for a second, then melted into the embrace. Her arms tighte

AZRIEL’S POV That same day, I called for an emergency pack meeting. The gravity of the situation was something that needed immediate action.The moment the words left my mouth, the room shifted. The air felt heavier, sharper, as if everyone sensed the weight behind my decision before I even explained it. The elders gathered first, followed by the warriors, the betas and Gamma, with a few pack members. Paige stayed seated beside me, her hand resting protectively over her stomach, her face calm even though I could feel her worry through our bond.I stood slowly, letting my presence fill the hall.“There is something I must do,” I said, my voice steady. “Something that cannot be delayed.”Murmurs spread instantly.Trevor straightened beside Renee. Elijah folded his arms, his sharp eyes locked on me. The elders exchanged uneasy glances.“I am going to meet The First Ones.”The room exploded.“No….”“That’s madness.”“They are ancient.”“They don’t negotiate.”“You cannot go there alone,

PAIGE’S POV The image of the warning carved in blood refused to leave my mind.Even after Azriel had ordered the guards to erase every trace of it, I could still see it clearly whenever I closed my eyes; the sharp symbols, the dark, drying blood, the message that was never spoken aloud but screamed in my heart.They were coming for me.For us.I stood frozen for a long time after we returned home, my hands resting protectively over my stomach, something I’d found myself doing since the beginning of the threat over my life. Azriel paced the room like a caged wolf, his anger filling the air. Trevor, Renee, Elijah, and my father exchanged quiet words before finally leaving us alone, knowing we needed a moment.My legs felt weak, and Azriel noticed immediately.“Sit down,” he said gently, guiding me to the couch. His hands were warm, steady, grounding me. “You shouldn’t stand too long.”“I’m fine,” I whispered, though my voice trembled. “I just… I need to do something.”He crouched in fr