Semua Bab The Alpha Who Lost the Moon: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Nyra’s POVI shouldn't have come.The thought circles through my head as I press myself against the rough bark of an ancient oak, trying to disappear into the shadows at the edge of the clearing. Around me, hundreds of wolves mill about in their finest clothes, laughing and touching and belonging in ways I never will. The Moon Ascension ceremony happens once a year, and attendance isn't optional, not even for omegas like me who have no family, no pack protection, no reason to hope the moon will smile on them tonight.I adjust the thin shawl around my shoulders. It's the nicest thing I own, and it's still threadbare compared to the silks and furs draping the bodies of wolves who matter. My wolf, Senna, stirs uneasily beneath my skin.We could leave, she whispers. Slip away before it starts.But we both know that's not true. Guards patrol the perimeter. Any wolf caught fleeing the ceremony would be dragged back and punished. So I stay small, stay quiet, and pray to the moon goddess th

Nyra’s POVI wake to voices.Not voices. Whispers. Hundreds of them, layered over each other like wind through leaves, speaking in a language I don't know but somehow understand.Sister.Broken one.Welcome home.My eyes open to silver moonlight so bright it hurts. I'm lying on cold stone, staring up at a sky I shouldn't be able to see through the thick canopy of Shadowpine. But the trees here are different. Dead. Their bare branches reach toward the moon like skeletal fingers.I try to sit up and can't. My body feels like it's been shattered and put back together wrong. The corrupted bond still pulses in my chest, each beat sending fresh waves of agony through me."Where….."The whispers surge louder, drowning out my voice.The Moonfall Ruins. Where they brought us. Where they killed us.I turn my head, forcing my neck to move despite the pain. Stone pillars surround me in a perfect circle, covered in carvings that seem to shift and writhe in the moonlight. Beyond them, shapes in the

Nyra’s POVFive years.I've spent five years building something from nothing. Five years learning to control the power that nearly consumed me. Five years becoming someone I barely recognize.The Moonshadow. That's what they call me in whispers.I stand in the safe house, watching another omega sleep peacefully for the first time in months. Her name is Lena. Seventeen. Bruises on her arms from an alpha who decided she was his property. She arrived three days ago, terrified and broken.Now she's safe."She's doing better," Maya says from the doorway. She's been with me for four years, one of the first omegas I saved. Now she helps run the network. "Asked about training this morning.""Good." I turn away from the sleeping girl. "The trauma counselor?""Arrives tomorrow. And we have two more coming in from the eastern territories. Sisters. Their pack alpha tried to sell them."My hands curl into fists. The silver marks on my skin glow faintly, responding to my anger."We'll take them," I

Kael’s POV"Hello, Alpha Draven." Her voice carries effortlessly through the stunned hall. "Did you miss me?"The question detonates in my chest.Five years. Five years of carefully buried guilt, of convincing myself the sacrifice was necessary, that I made the right choice for my pack. Five years of pushing down the bond's constant ache until it became background noise.Now it's a wildfire.The corrupted connection between us explodes to life with the force of a lightning strike. Ice and electricity slam through my ribcage. My wolf, silent and sullen for years, goes absolutely feral.MATE. MATE. ALIVE."Steady," Mira murmurs beside me, her hand on my arm the only thing keeping me grounded.But I'm not steady. I'm fracturing.The bond burns wrong. Twisted. Every pulse sends jagged shards of emotion through me, rage, longing, pain so deep it has no bottom. I can't tell what's mine and what's bleeding through from her.Yes. That's mine. The suffocating weight I've carried since that nig

Nyra’s POVI make it three steps before the bond flares so violently I have to stop.My hand flies to the wall, steadying myself. The corrupted connection burns through my chest, ice and fire warring under my skin. Being this close to Kael after five years of distance is unbearable."Nyra."His voice behind me. Too close.I don't turn around. "I told you not to use that name.""What am I supposed to call you?""Nothing." I force myself to straighten. "We have nothing to say to each other.""We're standing in a corridor alone. Clearly we have something to say."I spin to face him. Mistake. He's closer than I thought, maybe two feet away, and the bond screams at the proximity. His scent hits me like a physical thing—pine and smoke and something uniquely him that I spent five years trying to forget.My body responds before my mind can stop it. Heat pools low in my stomach. My skin feels too tight.I hate it. Hate that after everything, my traitorous body still recognizes him as mate."Yo