Alle Kapitel von Azriel King's Luna: Kapitel 121 – Kapitel 130

NARRATOR’S POV It had been a full week since Azriel sent out the invitation that changed the fate of the kingdom. The pack had not known such tension in centuries. Warriors filled every open space, tents lined the fields, and the sound of training echoed from dawn until nightfall. Those who answered Azriel’s call came not only with loyalty but with determination carved deep into their bones.Only the Alphas who still believed in honour were coming day by day. They came with their warriors, some in wolf form while some in human form. Those who did not come made their silence known, and that silence spoke louder than words. Azriel took note of every absence, storing it carefully in his mind for later.The witches arrived two days after the Alphas. Their presence alone changed the atmosphere of the pack. Magic thickened the air, humming softly, ancient and alive. Naomi led them, her expression grave but calm. She did not waste time on greetings or comfort. She knew what was coming.They

PAIGE’S POV The moment they appeared, the world stopped movingThe First Ones stood before us, five figures wrapped in ancient power, their presence felt like an invisible weight in my chest. The air thickened instantly, heavy with old magic and hatred that had existed long before I was born. Their eyes glowed with something unnatural, something cruel, and the smiles on their faces made my stomach twist.They looked pleased; pleased to see fear ripple through the pack, pleased to see the witches standing shoulder to shoulder with the wolves, pleased to see me.My hand instinctively went to my stomach again, and a surge of protective energy burst through me. My babies shifted inside me, responding to my fear and anger, and my power answered without hesitation. It rolled through my veins like fire mixed with moonlight.Azriel stepped slightly in front of me, his shoulders squared, his eyes burning with rage. His wolf was right beneath the surface, I could feel him through our bond, pac

AZRIEL’S POV Blood and smoke filled the air.The sound of clashing bodies, growls, screams, and magic tearing through the battlefield echoed around me. My claws were stained red, my muscles burned from nonstop fighting, but I barely felt it. My focus kept drifting back to one place.Paige.I could feel her power through our bond, pulsing violently like a raging storm. It scared me more than any enemy ever could. She was pushing herself too hard. I knew it. Jax knew it. My wolf snarled inside me, desperate to reach her, desperate to shield her body with ours.But I couldn’t get to her.Rogues surrounded us in waves, attacking without fear or reason, like they were already dead inside. Their eyes were hollow, dark magic twisting their souls. Every time I tore one down, two more took their place.“Elijah! Left!” I roared.He responded instantly, slicing through a rogue that lunged at me from behind. Trevor was already bleeding from a deep cut on his arm, but he fought like pain didn’t e

AZRIEL’S POV Days passed, but time meant nothing to me anymore.I sat beside Paige’s hospital bed, my body stiff from barely moving, my eyes burning from lack of sleep. I did not remember the last time I had properly rested, but I did not care. As long as Paige was breathing, as long as her heart kept beating, nothing else mattered.The room smelled like antiseptic and quiet fear. Machines hummed softly around her, their steady sounds becoming the rhythm of my life. Every beep reminded me she was still here. Every rise and fall of her chest felt like a gift I did not deserve.I held our babies in my arms, one on each side, careful and protective like the world might steal them too if I loosened my grip: a boy and a girl. My son slept peacefully against my chest, his tiny fist curled around my finger. My daughter on the other hand rested in the crook of my arm, her soft breaths warm against my skin.They were so small.Too small.They were not meant to arrive this early, not like this

PAIGE’S POV Two days after I woke up, the sun felt brighter and warmer than it ever had before.Not because the sky had changed, but because I had. I was different now.I stood in front of the tall mirror in our room, one hand resting over the soft fabric of my dress, the other pressed lightly against my chest as I tried to steady my breathing. My body still felt weak. Healing magic and wolf strength had helped, but nothing erased the ache completely. My ribs still protested when I inhaled too deeply, and my legs trembled if I stood too long.But today mattered.Today, the pack would see our children.Azriel stood behind me, his hands resting on my shoulders. I felt his warmth before I saw him in the mirror. His eyes were softer than I remembered them ever being, filled with a kind of love that made my chest tighten.“You don’t have to do this today,” he said quietly. “We can wait if you want.”I shook my head slowly. “No. They have waited long enough. And I don’t want to hide anymor