All Chapters of His Mate, But Not His Luna: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

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Tormenting her sister

LyseraThe walls were closing in again.It wasn’t something I could see. The room had not changed. The same bed, the same window, the same quiet that had wrapped itself around me since I had been confined here. But today, that quiet felt heavier. It pressed against my chest, crawled up my throat, settled behind my ribs until breathing itself felt like effort.I stood by the window for a long moment, staring out at a sky that looked too wide for a world I was not allowed to step into.“I need air,” I muttered.My wolf stirred immediately, alert and eager.‘Then go out.’It sounded simple. But then again, it was now simple. I was no longer the Lysera Henry thought was evil. I had my freedom now to do as I wanted. I turned away from the window and reached for a cloak, pulling it over my shoulders and covering my hair carefully. I made sure the fabric fell low enough to shadow most of my face. Not perfect, but enough to shield my identity for a few hours.When I stepped outside, Timothy

This pack belongs to me!

Author’s POVThe second living room in the Monroe estate was smaller than the grand hall that greeted visitors, but it lacked nothing in refinement. Polished wood gleamed under soft lamplight, velvet cushions sat untouched on carefully arranged seats, and the air carried the faint scent of incense that had long since burned out.Tonight, however, the room felt suffocatingly heavy like something unseen had settled over it and refused to lift.Isyra paced back and forth. Back and forth.Her steps were uneven, sharp against the floor, betraying the panic clawing its way through her chest. Her hands trembled at her sides, then clenched, then released again as though she could physically shake the fear out of herself if she moved enough.She couldn’t.Her mother sat slumped into one of the single-seater couches, her posture unusually collapsed, her elegance stripped away by exhaustion. Her face looked drawn, pale, and older than it had any right to be.And Elder Monroe— He sat upright, sti

You’re barren, Isyra

Author’s POVHe looked almost deranged in his conviction.“My family sacrificed everything for this!” he went on. “Everything!” His lip curled in disdain. “And what did the Alpha’s family do? Nothing! They abandoned it! Roaming the world like fools while I held everything together!”His gaze snapped toward Isyra.“And now this—this mess—because of that girl!”His voice dripped with venom. “Lysera.”The name came out like a curse.“That useless, stubborn, inconvenient girl had to get pregnant.” His expression darkened further. “If she had just died when she was supposed to, none of this would be happening.” He kept going. “She should have been executed,” he continued harshly. “Everything would have been clean and done with.”His teeth clenched tightly.“And now she dares to challenge me? In my own pack? In front of servants?” His voice rose again. “She walked out on me.”The disbelief in that alone was enough to fuel his anger further.“I don’t care about the Moon Goddess anymore,” he

The doctors won’t talk

Author’s POVThe room fell into silence after Monroe finished reading the letter. It was not the tense, suffocating silence from before. This one was different.It was lighter and filled with insurmountable relief.The kind of silence people fell into when death stepped away from their throat at the very last second.For a moment, none of them moved. Then slowly, almost visibly, the panic in the room loosened its grip.Mrs. Monroe was the first to sink into it.“Oh, thank the Moon Goddess,” she whispered weakly, one trembling hand pressing against her chest. “They really were kidnapped…”The breath she released sounded shaky, almost disbelieving, as though she had been bracing herself for something far worse.Isyra’s shoulders sagged. The terror that had gripped her since the mention of investigation finally eased enough for her to breathe properly again. Henry wasn’t secretly arresting people. He hadn’t uncovered everything. Not yet.The realization flooded her with such overwhelming

I used your seal

Author’s POVIsyra stood alone in the garden, staring blankly at a blooming white rose.The flower swayed gently beneath the afternoon breeze, elegant and delicate beneath the sunlight. Normally, she would have admired it. She would have bent slightly to inhale its scent and thought about how beautiful it would look woven into the decorations for her Luna ceremony.Today, she felt nothing.The world around her seemed muffled, distant, drowned beneath the pressure tightening around her chest.Footsteps approached from behind, soft against the stone pathway. Isyra did not turn. She already knew who it was.The scent reached her first, floral perfume, sweet and expensive. The exact perfume Isyra herself wore.Her expression tightened slightly.She remembered the day Henry had leaned over and sniffed her and complimented it years ago. Just once. One careless sentence that was spoken while she sat beside him during dinner.“That scent suits you.”That was all. But Isyra had clung to it des

I am your greatest enemy

Author’s POVFor a moment, Isyra forgot how to breathe. The color drained violently from her face, so fast it was almost frightening to watch. One second she was flushed with anger, the next she looked as though every drop of blood had been ripped from beneath her skin.Shock crashed through her so hard that even her wolf recoiled inside her. Her lips parted.“Y-you…!”The words came out broken and strangled, trembling beneath the weight of disbelief. Rage followed immediately after, hot and vicious, but it tangled together with something far worse.Fear. Real fear.For once, Isyra could not force her thoughts into order fast enough to speak.Madam Joyce’s grin widened slowly. It was not a pleasant smile anymore. Not polite or respectful. Standing there beneath the afternoon sunlight with Isyra’s perfume wrapped around her body and satisfaction gleaming in her eyes, she looked almost inhuman.Like something beautiful that had crawled out of the dark wearing a woman’s skin. An angel of

Madam Joyce laughed

Author’s POVA soft chuckle escaped Madam Joyce.“But we saw everything.”Isyra said nothing. Could say nothing because beneath the humiliation and fury, something much darker was beginning to spread through her chest.Panic.Not loud panic, not screaming terror. It was the cold kind. The kind that crawled slowly into the bones.Madam Joyce knew too much. Far too much.“And Lysera?” Madam Joyce smiled faintly. “That poor child spent years suffering while everyone called her wicked.”The mention of her sister immediately reignited Isyra’s anger.“Do not speak about her like you know her,” Isyra snapped viciously. “She is manipulative. Jealous. Violent.”Madam Joyce looked almost amused. “Is she?”The question felt less like curiosity and more like mockery.“She learned from the best, didn’t she?”Isyra’s eyes flashed silver instantly. “How dare you.”Madam Joyce remained entirely calm beneath the pressure of her rage.“That’s the interesting part,” she said softly. “You still don’t und

It is Madam Joyce!

Author’s POVBy the time Isyra reached the pack house, she had worked herself into a frenzy.Her breathing was uneven, sharp and shallow as she hurried through the grounds. Her heart hammered violently against her ribs, each beat harder than the last, until it felt as though it might burst straight out of her chest.Panic clawed at her from the inside. Not the graceful sort she could bury beneath tears and soft smiles. This was ugly panic. Wild panic. The kind that made her thoughts trip over themselves.Madam Joyce knew too much. Too much. And if Henry truly was questioning those guards right now—No.No.Isyra pushed the thought away immediately as she stormed through the large entrance doors of the pack house.The sound echoed loudly enough that every servant in the main hall turned toward her at once. Conversation died instantly. The atmosphere shifted the moment they saw her expression.Isyra barely noticed. Her eyes swept across the room frantically, searching for Henry. When sh

Madam Joyce and Lysera are working together

Author’s POVHenry went completely still. For a brief second, there was no reaction on his face at all. Then slowly, his brows pulled together harder.“What?” he asked quietly.Isyra lowered her eyes immediately, as though ashamed to even repeat it.“I know how it sounds,” she said softly. “That’s why I didn’t want to say anything at first.”Henry’s gaze remained fixed on her face, sharp now and attentive in a way that made her feel slightly steadier inside.“She said that?” he asked again.Isyra nodded faintly. “She implied that you and I were falling apart,” she whispered. “And that… she could step into my place.”A flicker of irritation crossed Henry’s features instantly. Good. Isyra saw it and pressed further carefully.“She kept smiling at me while saying it,” Isyra continued, wrapping her arms tighter around herself. “The way she looked at me…” She swallowed hard. “It felt wrong.”Henry’s jaw tightened.“And then,” Isyra added quietly, “she started talking about the guards from

Henry’s irritation

Author’s POVThe office fell silent the moment Isyra left. She had walked out with a noticeable lightness in her steps, convinced she had successfully manipulated Henry into believing Madam Joyce and Lysera were working together to destroy her reputation. Convinced she had turned his anger toward them and pulled him back onto her side once again.Henry remained standing where she had left him, his eyes fixed on the closed door long after the sound of her footsteps disappeared down the hallway.The room suddenly felt too quiet.Slowly, Henry exhaled and dragged a hand down his face before turning toward his desk again. The papers scattered across it blurred together meaninglessly now. His mind was elsewhere entirely.On Isyra, Madam Joyce and on Lysera. And on the mess growing larger around all of them.Henry lowered himself back into his chair slowly, his gaze hardening little by little as he replayed everything Isyra had just told him.The guards had been found. That part was true. N

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