Todos os capítulos de Moonbond; The Alpha who lost his Luna : Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Nora’s POVScholar Ardin turned several pages before stopping at a section marked with a black ribbon.“The Doctrine of Division. This will be the last lecture for today,” he said, looking into my eyes.I sighed in relief. We had covered a series of topics and I was getting tired.“This,” he continued, “... is where you must pay close attention, my Lady. For it concerns the Dreamers’ Pack.”The Dreamer's Pack? My eyes widened.The assistant placed another book up, its leather old and fading.“The rivalry between Pacesetters Pack and Dreamers Pack did not begin with territory.”I looked up. “Then what did it begin with?”He studied me briefly before answering.“With a Luna.”The room grew still.“Two centuries ago,” he began, “The Alpha of Pacesetters Pack and the Alpha of Dreamers Pack were allies. Not merely allies, they were brothers in bond. They fought wars side by side, took over territories, expanded their lands and together, they built garrisons against intruders. They were a m

Nora’s POVI sat up all night thinking about all that I had just learned. Most especially, Healer Jin’s death and how it affected both Packs.I had a gut feeling that history was about to repeat itself and we were being played, just like the trio of two hundred years ago were played. Just like Healer Jin, I was at the center stage. I wasn't just any piece in the game. Not an easy pawn like I had thought, but I was the one who determined the end game, a queen disguised as a pawn.The moonlight festival was around the corner, if I end up dead, will it be rumoured that I was killed by Alpha Pitman or the Dreamer's pack? I scoffed, that would be so lame.Who then is the player in the shadows? Becca? She seemed too simple for such a game? Or am I underestimating her? I stared out of the window wishing I could spread my wings, fly out of my confinement to seek answers. “Whoever is in the shadows… Becca or anyone…so you know, it won't end like it ended two hundred years ago,” I muttered.

Nora’s POVIt's been five whole days since I had been confined within my chambers. At first, I counted the hours, then the days. But now time itself felt meaningless. I felt like a caged bird staring endlessly at the same patch of sky.I stood by the window overlooking my courtyard. There were more guards than before.Two at the courtyard gate, two near the western corridor, and one stationed permanently outside my door. Those were the ones within my sight.“Your breakfast, my Luna,” a young servant bowed as she placed the tray on the table before quickly retreating. Even the servants seemed nervous around me now.Word must have spread…The Luna accused of meeting the Dreamers’ Alpha... The Luna who might bring another war.I stared at the tray but had no appetite. Instead, I walked back toward the window, my fingers tightening against the cold stone window frame.Beyond my chambers, the pack was alive, and bustling with a flurry of activities. Servants rushed across the courtyard carr

Fauz's PovThe wind tore against my face as my horse galloped through the darkness. The mountains slowly faded behind me, swallowed by the long stretch of wilderness between Enzo’s territory and my pack.Hooves thundered against the hard ground, gaining speed. We had already been riding for hours, but I pushed the horse harder. I needed to reach the borders before dawn.Despite the speed, my mind replayed every word Enzo had said.“You’re starting to realize someone else is playing this game.” His voice echoed through my thoughts.Could he be telling the truth?Enzo had never been a man to hide his intentions. If he wanted my throne, he would take it with blood and fire, not with whispers and hidden traps.But then again, he was surrounded by rogues, watching my territory.My grip tightened on the reins. Was he lying? Or had I been looking at the wrong enemy all this time? The thought unsettled me. If Enzo was not the one manipulating events inside my pack… Then the real enemy was sti

Nora’s POVThe final pin slid into my hair. “There,” one of the maids said softly.I stared at my reflection in the polished bronze mirror before me. For a moment, I barely recognized the woman staring back.My dark hair had been woven into an intricate crown of braids, threaded with tiny silver wools.A flowing gown of golden yellow wrapped loosely around my body. The sleeves fell softly from my shoulders to my wrists, and just underneath them were silvery bracelets, shining like the morning sun.On my head was a thin silver circlet, marking my place as Luna. It was beautiful and regal, and I looked exactly how a Luna should look during the Moonlight Festival.The maids stepped back, admiring their work. “You look breathtaking, my Luna,” one of them said sincerely.I forced a faint smile, and before I could respond, one of the elite guards outside my chamber door spoke firmly.“The Alpha’s order remains unchanged.” The maids lowered their heads slightly.“My Luna,” the eldest of them