All Chapters of The Abandoned Luna's Return : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

"I, Alpha Fenris Thorne, reject you, Elara Vance, as my mate and the Luna of the Blood Moon Pack."The words sliced through the crisp night air like a guillotine. I stood on the ritual stage, the heat of the ceremonial fire licking at my skin, but my blood felt like ice."Fenris?" I whispered, my voice trembling. "The Moon Goddess chose us. You can't just—""The Moon Goddess made a mistake!" Fenris roared, stepping into the light. His golden eyes, once full of promises, were now sharp with disgust. "Look at you, Elara. You’re twenty-one. The daughter of an Elder. And yet, you haven't shifted. You’re a lupine defect. A human parasite clinging to my title."A ripple of cruel laughter broke out among the pack members surrounding us."She’s a disgrace!" someone shouted from the back."A pack is only as strong as its weakest link," Fenris sneered, his lip curling. "And you, Elara, are a broken link. I need a Luna who can lead the hunt, not someone who needs a bodyguard to use the bathroom.

I woke up coughing.Not mud. Not river water. I was coughing on the smell of expensive tobacco and ancient books.I opened my eyes and squinted at the dim light. I was lying on a massive fur rug in front of a fireplace. My clothes were dry. My wounds were gone."The Silver River usually keeps what it takes," a smooth, baritone voice said from the shadows. "You’re a stubborn one, aren't you?"I bolted upright, my hand flying to my throat. "Who’s there?"A man stepped into the firelight. He was tall—impossibly tall—with shoulders that seemed to take up the whole room. He wore a simple black shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms covered in strange, swirling tattoos that seemed to move in the flickering light.His face was a masterpiece of cruelty and beauty. High cheekbones, a jawline that could cut glass, and eyes that were a piercing, luminescent violet."Silas Vane," I whispered, the name a curse."The Shadow Alpha. The Monster of the North. The King of Killers," he said, ti

"You want a fight, Elara?" Fenris roared, the sound vibrating through the marrow of my bones. His face was no longer that of the man I loved; it was a mask of desperate, cornered rage. "I gave you a chance to run! I gave you a chance to crawl away with your life! Now, I’ll end this properly!"The ballroom air crackled as he began to shift. It wasn't the graceful transformation of a leader; it was a sickening symphony of forced evolution. Bones snapped, popping like dry kindling. Skin tore and reformed in a blur of black fur. Within seconds, a massive black wolf with eyes like molten gold stood where my fiancé had been. He lunged, a ton of muscle and predatory fury aimed straight at my throat."Elara, move!" Silas’s voice was a whip-crack behind me. He didn't step in. He didn't throw a shadow. He knew this was my blood-debt to settle.I didn't move. I didn't even breathe. As the wolf’s jaws snapped inches from my face, I raised my hand—the one marked by the thorned moon."Kneel."The w

The ballroom was a sea of chaos. Some wolves were trying to flee through the side exits, only to find the shadows themselves blocking the doors, weaving into solid walls of darkness. Silas remained at the edge of the circle, his arms crossed, watching me with a look of terrifying, predatory pride."The challenge is complete, Elara," he said, his baritone voice cutting through the whimpering. "The Alpha is broken. The pack is yours by right of conquest. What is your command? Shall we burn the house down with them inside?"I looked at Fenris, who had shifted back into a naked, shivering man on the floor, his pride stripped away. I looked at Sarah, who was still trying to scrape frosting off her dress, her eyes darting around like a trapped rat."I don't want this pack," I announced. A collective gasp went up from the elders. "The Blood Moon is a pack of cowards and sycophants. You followed Fenris when he was cruel, and you would follow me because you are afraid. I won't lead those who o

The white lightning hit me like a runaway train.I expected to die. I expected my soul to be ripped apart. But as the bolt touched my chest, the Vespera Heart necklace flared. It swallowed the lightning whole, turning the white light into a deep, angry purple.The warrior in silver armor tilted his head, his helmet glowing with a cold, ghostly light. "A Vespera that can eat divine lightning? You truly are a pest that refuses to stay dead.""Who are you?" I gasped, struggling to stand. My skin felt like it was on fire, and my wings were twitching uncontrollably."I am a Sentinel of the Pale Moon," the warrior said, stepping over the cowering wolves as if they were nothing but ants. "Your kind stole the fire of the stars. My job is to take it back."Silas moved before the warrior could take another step. He didn't use a sword; he turned into a blur of pure shadow, slamming into the Sentinel with enough force to level a building. The sound of shadow hitting silver was like a mountain col