Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rejected Luna, Claimed by the Alpha Who Regretted: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

The ground burned under my feet.Not fire. Not heat.Memory.The villagers were still kneeling when it began, their heads bowed in fear and awe, the courtyard silent except for the wind cutting through broken walls. Then the stone beneath me pulsed once, like a heartbeat.And the symbols rose.They didn’t crack the ground this time. They surfaced.Lines of pale light spread outward from where I stood, weaving through the courtyard in sharp, deliberate patterns. Circles intersected with blades. Crowns split into spears. It looked less like decoration and more like a warning carved into the earth.“Elara,” Kael said quietly beside me.I didn’t answer. I couldn’t.The light crawled up my legs, cool and steady, wrapping around my skin like threads being stitched into place. It didn’t hurt. That was what frightened me. It felt right.Mira clutched my hand. “It’s choosing you,” she whispered.“I didn’t ask to be chosen,” I said under my breath.The crowd stirred uneasily. Someone tried to s

The ground split wide enough to swallow a house.Stone tore apart between the courtyard and the eastern ridge, a jagged chasm ripping through Frostveil like the valley itself had lost patience. Villagers screamed and scrambled back. The Warriors grabbed whoever they could reach.Across the gap, the young marked man stood inside the white flame.His eyes were no longer silver.They were blazing.“He’s not controlling it,” Seren said, horror breaking through her composure.“No,” Kael answered grimly. “It’s controlling him.”The young man lifted his arm.The flame followed.And the earth obeyed.A wave of force blasted outward from him, slamming into the ridge and sending shards of rock flying toward the courtyard.“Shield them!” I shouted.Kael shifted instantly, his wolf form launching toward the front line. Seren’s warriors raised barriers of stone and steel.But the blast wasn’t aimed at them.It curved.Like it was searching.For her.“Mira!” I screamed.The white flame twisted mida

The blade came out of nowhere.One second, the courtyard was holding its breath. The next, steel flashed through smoke and white embers, aimed straight for my spine.Kael saw it before I did.He shoved me forward.The blade sank into him instead.The sound it made was small. Too small for something that changed everything.“Kael”His body jerked as the sword drove deep under his ribs. The attacker, one of Thorne’s inner guards, I hadn’t even noticed rising from the rubble, twisted the hilt viciously.“You should have killed him when you had the chance,” the guard hissed at me.Kael’s hand shot back, claws ripping through the man’s throat in one brutal motion. The guard collapsed instantly.Kael didn’t.He staggered.Blood soaked through his shirt almost at once.“No,” I breathed, catching him as his knees buckled.The courtyard erupted into shouts again. Frostveil warriors surged forward. Seren’s fighters formed a defensive ring. Mira screamed.I lowered Kael to the ground carefully,

The first arrow landed at my feet before dawn.It split the stone between my boots and trembled there, humming with a faint silver glow.A message.Or a threat.The courtyard had barely been repaired from last night’s chaos. Cracks still veined the ground where Kael had nearly torn it apart. Smoke drifted from braziers set around the Flame’s staircase. Guards lined the walls, tense.And now the outer packs had arrived.I bent and pulled the arrow free. A strip of dark cloth was tied to it, marked with the sigil of the North Ridge pack.“They’re not waiting for an invitation,” Lyra muttered beside me.“They never did,” Seren said.Beyond the gates, I could hear them. Hundreds of boots. Low murmurs. The sound of armored wolves shifting forms in the cold light.“They felt the fracture in your Mark,” Thorne said quietly behind me. “The valley speaks when its sovereign weakens.”“I’m not weak,” I replied.But my collarbone still burned faintly where the forbidden magic had cracked the Mark

Lyra ran before the alarm bell finished ringing.I saw her cloak vanish through the eastern archway, boots barely touching the ground. Wolves shouted behind her. Someone knocked over a torch stand. Fire spilled across the stone.“Stop her!” Garrick roared.I didn’t move at first.Because I didn’t understand.Lyra didn’t run.She stood her ground in every battle. She bled before she backed down.But she was running now.Kael grabbed my arm. “Elara. Decide.”That snapped me out of it.“Seal the gates!” I ordered. “No one leaves the inner ring!”The command carried. Wolves shifted mid-stride, forming a barrier at the outer courtyard. Stone Veil blocked the forest path. North Ridge climbed the walls.Lyra reached the training yard before three warriors cut her off.“Move,” she warned them.They hesitated.She had trained half of them.“Stand down, Beta,” one of them said carefully. “Just talk to the Alpha.”Her jaw tightened. “You don’t understand.”“Then explain,” I said.She turned slow