Semua Bab The Alpha's Bond Slave Luna : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Seraphina Warm. That was the first thing I felt. Warm… and wet. For a second, I thought I’d spilled wine in my sleep. Then the smell hit me. Iron, thick and metallic blood.My eyes snapped open. The ceiling above me blurred, spinning. My head pounded like something had clawed its way through my skull. My throat burned, dry and raw. “Adrian…?” I whispered.No answer. Strange. He always woke before me, always. I tried to move my hand…and then I realized it wouldn’t budge. Something heavy trapped it, it felt sticky. My heart began to pound. Slowly… slowly… I turned my head. And the world ended. My mate lay beside me. Eyes open, empty and lifeless.Blood soaked the sheets beneath him, dark and endless, spreading like a shadow that would never stop growing. And my hand…Oh moon help me.My hand was wrapped around a silver dagger. The blade buried deep in his chest. Pressed straight into his heart. My fingers were still holding it. Like I had just stabbed him. “No…” My voice came out bro

Ragnar “I said… no.” The words hit harder than a punch.“I don’t want to clean your chambers,” she added.For a second, the entire hall went silent. No one breathed. No one moved. Even the maids forgot to lower their heads.A slave had just refused me. My wolf surged forward instantly. How dare she? Bane’s growl rolled through my skull like thunder. Deal with her, Ragnar. Don’t let this slide.My jaw tightened. In all my years as Alpha, warriors had disobeyed. Betas had argued. Elders had challenged. But a slave? Never!I studied her. Filthy dress. Hollow cheeks. Bruises lining her wrists. And yet… Her spine was straight. Her eyes didn’t beg.There was fear there… yes…but no submission.Interesting. I stepped closer. “All slaves are granted seven days of light duty when they first arrive,” I said calmly.Hope flickered across the watching faces.“Except you.”Her breath hitched.“You’ll clean the main hall and my chambers. Alone. For seven days.”She gasped quietly.“If you’re going

Seraphina “Crescent Moon envoys are here!” The shout tore through the slave quarters like lightning. Chains clattered, bodies scrambled.“What?” “From Crescent Moon?” “Are they here to take prisoners back?” “Maybe they’re freeing us!”A girl beside me dropped her mop and started crying. Another laughed like she’d lost her mind.Hope. A dangerous, stupid and beautiful hope. My hands froze around the scrub cloth. Crescent Moon? My old pack? My heart slammed so hard it hurt. No. They wouldn’t come for me. They already sold me.But still.. My feet were moving before my brain caught up.I rushed to the small crack near the outer wall, the one the older slaves used to spy through. I pressed my eye against it.And then I saw them. Three familiar figures walking through the gates. My breath vanished. Tara. Lena. And Elder Amira.For a second, my chest filled so painful I almost sobbed. They came. They actually came. Maybe they found the truth. Maybe they finally knew. Maybe…“They’re headin

Seraphina Maids ran everywhere. Fabric rustled. Shoes tapped against stone. Voices overlapped. “Careful with that hem!”“Steam the sleeves again!”“Where’s the silver thread?”The entire corridor outside my room buzzed like a disturbed hive.For a second, I just stood there, watching. It felt… strange. Yesterday, I was scrubbing floors on my knees. Today, they were preparing dresses for me.A knock sounded. Soft and polite. Not the hard bang guards usually used.The door opened and a young maid stepped inside, bowing slightly. “My…” she hesitated, then corrected herself quickly, “your dress is ready… Luna. Please come and check it.”The word hit me harder than any slap. Luna!I nodded and followed her. The preparation room was filled with color.Silks draped over chairs. Jewels laid out on tables. Gold threads caught the light from the windows. Too beautiful and expensive.The maids gathered around as they lifted the first gown. Deep blue, heavy and elegant. They helped me into it c

RagnarHours passed. Night had already swallowed the sky by the time I finally stood from my desk. The packhouse had grown quiet. Most wolves were asleep. I walked slowly down the hall toward my chambers. When I pushed the door open, Seraphina was still there. Sitting on the edge of the bed. Still wearing the ceremonial gown.The crown rested on the table beside her. She hadn’t moved. Her posture was straight, but she looked exhausted. For a moment, I looked away. Then I forced myself to step closer. I stopped in front of her. “We need to talk.”She lifted her eyes slowly.I folded my arms. “You should understand something clearly.”She nodded.“I didn’t choose you because I care about you.”Her expression didn’t change.“I chose you for revenge,” I continued. “Against Crescent Moon.”Still no reaction.“This,” I gestured between us, “is not a real marriage.” She listened quietly. “You are not my mate. You are not my wife. You are just a bond slave… who happens to wear a crown.”He