All Chapters of The Luna’s Revenge : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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The night

Nyx was in the courtyard, shivering painfully when she heard Evander's dark cold voice.“Slit her throat…”Even after beating her, he still wanted her dead.She knew what that meant and didn't even bother to pick up anything. She dashed into the woods, her fading breath shuddering as she held fast to her cloak.In a matter of seconds, Evander's men were littered all over the woods. His nightmare giving dogs barking in the distance.She struggled not to look back, she knew what it meant if she was caught. “She went this way!” One of them screamed.Fear enveloped her, her mind scanning for any safe place to hide but found none.“Alpha said alive, but broken’s fine!”One scorned.She was too busy cursing that one in her confused mind and didn't even notice the root before her and she tripped.“Fuck.” she cursed and rose up again, there was no time to waste.She knew she had to keep moving, she just had to get past those trees into the dark forests and she's gone.Her leg hurts and her s

I saved him

She knelt beside him, the poison was spreading fast and he was growing worse every passing second.She mixed the remaining herbs she had left and rested his pale face on her breast.“You better not die. I've risked enough already.” She grumbled, stroking his hair softly.“This is going to hurt…”She applied the mixture she had prepared from the herbs on the wound. He winced but she smiled warmly at him.“Stay still. Can you do that for me?”She was still prepping the thread and needle to stitch him up.“I'll try.” He groaned.“Look away…”Slow and steady, she patched the wound on his side. His impeccable strength seemed like a myth to her as he didn't even move all through the process, just soft growls.Thereafter, she brought out the medicine for him to drink.“Drink up. It's nice…”He knew she was lying. The smell alone made his stomach churn.“That's not wine… and I'm not drinking anything apart from wine,” he protested.She just looked at him like a silly old man, wondering if he

Burning Desire

“You're the best healer I've seen in a decade. You'll serve as my pack's primary doctor.” He smiled.She just looked at the crazy mind that lay before her. Her fingers danced round his chest, ‘it had gotten into his head,’ she thought. ‘He must have lost his mind.’The look on her face told she wasn't planning to accept being his pack's doctor. She felt he was just bluffing.“You're beautiful.” He never stopped teasing her as she massaged his wounds with her glowing blue eyes fixed on him. But she wasn't enjoying it, or so she thought.“That's enough. I'm not your mate. I'm not your servant. Don't confuse this with loyalty.” She warned, feigning a stern look. Frowning around him was very difficult, he was too funny to have her frown.His expression was calm, and charming and she fought hard to hide it but it always found its way out. Love can't be caged, no matter how hard you try.“I don't.” He smiled, caressing her hands softly. “But I reward skill.” He kissed her arms warmly, spr

He found me

Tonight was another night for her dream to rule her mind. She couldn't sleep, as always and she was tired of waking up tired and feeling dizzy at work. Most especially this period the pack was at war, injured Betas were coming in every second and she couldn't afford to be unprepared and distracted anymore.Tonight, she decided to go watch the stars, she felt it could help her.Outside was cool, the air was more than calm, it captured her soul. The beautiful stars, her best friends, all out in the sky, smiling blissfully at her.However, she saw Caelum, Theron's personal guard patrolling alongside other Betas in charge of securing the area.“What are you doing outside, Nyx?” He called from afar.She was very tired and didn't have the energy to start yelling back at him so she just allowed him to walk to her.“Midnight stroll, eh?” “Better than burning alive in my own bed.”He chuckled softly and sat by her side, “what do you mean? Like are talking literal heat or…” He looked into her

Wars and Warning

The night air stank of blood and burning fur.Smoke curled through the shattered clearing, rising in lazy plumes into the night sky. Fires crackled where fallen bodies lay, their rogue forms twitching even in death. The metallic tang of blood clung to everything, coating the trees, the soil, even the wind. Distant howls faded into silence, swallowed by the darkness beyond the trees.Theron stood over the last rogue, his claw buried deep in its chest, ripping through bone and sinew. His eyes glowed with unholy fury, pupils slitted, lips pulled back in a snarl that revealed both fang and wrath. With one final twist, he yanked his arm free, letting the corpse fall in a lifeless heap.Behind him, Nyx knelt beside Caelum, her breaths shallow and uneven. Her body trembled, not just from pain, but from something deeper. Her limbs were weak, still sizzling from the silver’s cruel touch. The scent of her own scorched skin made her gag. But her mind, her mind was a battlefield ablaze.“You alri

Shadows over the pack

The forest was silent now, but the silence didn’t soothe Nyx, it pressed down like a suffocating shroud.Back at the pack grounds, the infirmary buzzed with urgent whispers and the sharp scent of blood and herbs. Outside, patrols moved in tightened formation, and warriors cleaned silver-stained blades under the moonlight. Inside, the aftermath of the ambush had sunk its claws deep.Nyx lay on a cot near the center of the infirmary, her silver burns cleaned but still raw, wrapped in healing salves that stung worse than the wounds themselves. Her skin was scabbed and bruised, but the damage went deeper, into her bones, into her mind.Evander had come himself.And that changed everything.“He’s escalating,” Caelum muttered, seated nearby with his arm in a sling, one cheek swollen from a brutal punch he hadn’t seen coming. “He didn’t just send a message, he made a statement.”Theron paced like a trapped predator, every turn sharper than the last. His hybrid form had long receded, but his

The hunter at the gate

The night had changed.Nyx felt it the moment the wind shifted, a strange heaviness in the air, as though the forest itself was holding its breath. Even the usual rustle of leaves had gone silent, leaving only the faint creak of the wooden watchtower above the western wall. Somewhere far off, a lone wolf howled, the sound cut short as if a hand had clamped over its mouth.She stood near the training yard, the last warmth of the evening fire licking against her back, her eyes fixed on the dark treeline beyond the border. Her skin prickled. Something was out there.Theron had felt it too. He was at the far side of the yard, speaking in low tones to two of his generals. Even from across the space, Nyx could see the tension in his shoulders, the slight tilt of his head as though catching an echo too faint for mortal ears.And then, Caelum emerged from the shadows, his bow slung over his shoulder, a grim set to his mouth.“They’ve breached the outer wards,” he said. “No alarms triggered, n

Poisoned Claw

The forest held its breath.The silence was not the ordinary hush of morning, nor the stillness of prey listening for predators. It was thick, suffocating, as though the very air had been caught between teeth and held there, trembling. Every tree leaned forward like an audience, every branch drooping low as witness to what was about to unfold.Nyx stood frozen at the western border, her chest rising in sharp, shallow breaths, her pulse loud in her ears. The pale dawn had not yet warmed the frost, and every exhale spilled out in a cloud that quickly vanished in the stillness. Behind her, the warriors of the pack bristled, eyes fixed ahead, but none dared step forward. They knew what she knew. This was not their fight. This was a clash between kings.Theron stood in the clearing, vast and immovable, shoulders squared, his chest heaving with the steady rhythm of controlled rage. His amber eyes burned, but there was no divine fire behind them now. No whisper of the goddess. He was all man

Bond sealed with fire

The pack gates groaned shut behind them, and still the forest felt too close, its shadows clinging like smoke. Warriors fanned out in a protective circle as they crossed the grounds, their eyes sharp, ears twitching for any hint of pursuit. But none came. Evander had left his mark and vanished, confident that poison would do the rest. Nyx’s shoulder ached under Theron’s weight. He was heavier than she’d expected, iron and fire bundled into flesh, but what rattled her wasn’t the burden. It was the heat of his body against hers, the fever that pulsed beneath his skin, the black veins already spidering up his side. His breath was shallow, broken into rough, uneven pulls. “Stay with me,” she whispered, her throat tight. “Don’t you dare give him this victory.” Theron didn’t answer. His jaw was set, his lips pressed into a bloodless line. Each step forward was carved out of sheer willpower. When the infirmary doors burst open, the scent of herbs, smoke, and clean linen hit Nyx like a wa

The Alpha’s burden

morning was quiet, but it was not a peaceful kind of quiet. It was the hush that came after a storm, the silence that pressed against the skin, heavy and waiting. Nyx stood outside the Alpha’s chambers with a small tray balanced carefully in her hands. The scent of herbs rose faintly from the clay bowls, crushed roots mixed with honey to dull pain, dried petals steeped in warm water to cleanse poison from the veins, and a small flask of thick salve for the wound across Theron’s ribs. She had risen earlier than most, her thoughts restless after the night before. Sleep had not come easily. Even now, her cheeks warmed at the memory of how it had ended, the way his lips had brushed hers as though she belonged to him, as though he had known her for lifetimes instead of days. It had been tentative, almost hesitant, but the strength behind it had left her trembling. And yet, beneath that memory was the darker truth, the sight of him bleeding in the clearing, the poison creeping like ink u

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