All Chapters of Queen of Wolves : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Aluna’s POVThe silence after everything stopped felt heavier than the chaos that came before it. Vanessa remained on her knees, drenched and trembling, her breathing uneven as if she had just escaped something she could not understand, while the crowd around us stood frozen, watching, unsure of what they had just witnessed. But I barely noticed any of them, because my attention had already shifted, drawn toward him. Dalton stood at the edge of the garden, his presence cutting through everything else, and even without moving, he commanded the space in a way that made the air feel tighter. And yet, he was smiling. Not broadly, not openly, but there was something there, something subtle and almost amused, and it confused me more than anything else. My breath caught slightly as his gaze held mine, and for a brief moment, something inside me softened before I could stop it.“Aluna.”The way he said my name sent a small jolt through me, and my body stiffened instantly as I turned fully

Aluna’s POVThe fire did not leave.It settled.Not in the room, not in the air, but inside me, quiet now, like something that had finally found where it belonged. My breathing was still uneven, my chest rising and falling as I tried to steady myself, but the panic that had consumed me moments ago had shifted into something else. Something heavier. Something I could not name.I lifted my head slowly.The room was still watching me.The Priestess.The King and Queen.Dalton.All of them.But for the first time, I did not feel small under their gaze.I straightened.Not out of defiance or pride, but because something inside me refused to bend the same way it used to. My hands trembled slightly at my sides, but I clenched them together and forced my voice to steady.“I am ready.” The words came out stronger than I expected, clear, certain.Even though I did not fully understand what I was stepping into.The Priestess watched me for a moment, her expression unreadable, but there was som

Aluna’s POVThe walk to the dining hall felt longer than it should have, not because of the distance, but because of everything happening inside me. Rebecca walked beside me, her steps uneven, her shoulders tense, her eyes constantly shifting as if she expected someone to appear out of nowhere and punish her for simply breathing. I did not need to ask what she was feeling. I could feel it clearly, like her emotions were brushing against my skin. Fear. Uncertainty. A kind of disbelief that refused to settle.Even before we reached the doors, I sensed the guards stationed outside. Their presence was firm, controlled, disciplined. Not hostile. Not threatening. Just… aware. It still confused me how different everything felt here. Strength did not suffocate. It did not crush. It simply existed.Rebecca slowed down beside me. “I do not think I should go in,” she whispered, her voice tight with panic. “This is not right. I cannot sit with them. If I make a mistake…”Her fear spiked so sha

Aluna’s POVThe priestess did not step into the circle.She remained outside it, already seated, her posture calm, composed, as though she had done this countless times before and nothing about it unsettled her. That alone made my chest tighten, because everything about it unsettled me.“Enter,” she said gently.My feet hesitated at the edge.The markings on the ground were clearer now that I stood closer. The white lines were not just symbols. They felt… alive in a quiet way, like they were waiting. Watching.“You are safe,” Dalton said beside me, his voice low, steady.I glanced at him.He was not forcing me forward. He was not pushing.He was simply there, and somehow, that made it easier. I stepped inside.The moment both my feet crossed into the circle, something shifted. It was subtle, but undeniable. The air felt different, thicker, like it carried something unseen.“Sit,” the priestess instructed.I lowered myself slowly, folding my legs beneath me, my hands resting lightly on

Aluna’s POVThe moment the priestess stepped back and dismissed us, the weight in the air did not vanish completely, but it loosened enough for me to breathe properly again. My chest still felt tight from everything I had seen and heard, and even as we began to walk back, my mind refused to quiet. The forest stretched around us, calm on the surface, yet I could still feel something underneath it all… something watching, waiting.I wrapped my arms lightly around myself, not from cold, but from the unease that had settled deep inside me.Dalton glanced at me. “You are quiet.”“I am thinking,” I replied honestly.“About what you saw?”I nodded slowly. “About everything. The voice. The warning. The way it felt… like it knew me.” I hesitated, then added more quietly, “It did not feel like a stranger.”Dalton was silent for a moment, as though weighing his words. “Not everything unknown is an enemy.”“I did not say it was,” I murmured. “That is what makes it worse. I do not know what it is