All Chapters of The Alpha's Lost Luna : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

33 Chapters

21: Unhidden

Highbranch burned slowly.Not all at once, and somehow that made it worse.Smoke rolled upward in thick black pillars while distant screams carried through the forest valleys long after the gates fell. The great reinforced walls that once made people feel untouchable now stood broken inward, splintered beneath Embermoon rams and fire. By dawn the mountain winds carried ash instead of dry leaves. The war lasted four hours, four hours of fighting through cliffs, woodland trenches, and narrow settlement roads while Highbranch warriors dropped one after another beneath Embermoon numbers.The Blood Moon led the second breach personally.People recognized him immediately.Tall, broad shouldered, dark armor streaked with old dried blood. The lower half of his face carried a jagged scar running from beneath his jaw into his throat like something once tried tearing his neck apart. Silver threaded through parts of his hair thoug

22: Seven Years North

“I heard you came along with two of him…” Commander Holden’s eyes scanned across the younger Enigmas before landing fully on Snow and Forrest. His grin widened slowly. Wider. And wider. Any more and it genuinely looked like it might tear his face apart. “Ohhh,” he breathed out almost delightedly. “He is not going to see this coming.” A rough mischievous chuckle left him. Like somebody about to cause catastrophic problems on purpose. Then he straightened fully and pointed directly toward Eira and the twins. “Clean them up and bring them into the pack. Handle with care unless you want him ending your entire generation.” “Yes commander,” the soldiers answered immediately. “Holden wait, please.” The words left Eira before she could stop herself. Several nearby soldiers visibly stiffened. One actually looked ho

23: The Lost Luna

Holden entered first.The heavy throne room doors shut behind him with a deep echo that rolled through the chamber.“My Alpha,” he greeted casually.At the far end of the hall, seated upon the dark throne carved from black stone and silver, Evren barely looked up from the documents being passed to him by Leander. “You returned earlier than expected.”His voice carried easily across the room, calm, controlled, cold. The voice of a man used to obedience before he even finished speaking.Holden walked further inward, boots clicking against polished stone.“Yes well, Highbranch collapsed faster than anticipated.”Several nobles shifted subtly nearby while commanders remained still along the sides of the throne room.“And?” Evren asked without interest.Holden’s grin widened.“And I found something interesting.”That made Evren finally look up.Only a few things ever held

24: The Heirs Of Winter

The murmurings spreading across the throne room slowly dragged Evren back into the present.The massive chamber no longer felt silent now that the shock had settled. Whispers rolled beneath the high ceilings in restless waves while nobles leaned toward one another openly, silver jewelry glinting beneath candlelight as they stared at Eira and the twins like they were witnessing prophecy crawl out of the grave itself.But Evren barely heard any of it.She was real.Actually here.Not another phantom scent haunting empty corridors at midnight. Not another hallucination lingering on winter air only to disappear the second he chased after it.Real.Standing close enough for him to touch.And now that she stood directly in front of him, he realized something else.Her scent had changed.The sweetness he remembered still existed beneath everything else, warm cocoa and soft wildflowers, but now another

25: Unburied

AJ looked up instantly from the couch near the windows. His expression flattened. Boo’s mouth twitched slightly.“You came all the way here shirtless just to flirt?”Holden glanced down at himself casually. “You noticed.”Boo snorted softly under his breath.Behind Holden, Snow finally looked annoyed. “Uncle Holden keeps talking instead of taking us inside.”“I am building connections,” Holden defended.“You’re staring,” Forrest corrected sleepily.Holden ignored that completely. His eyes dragged over Boo again slowly and somehow shamelessly. Fresh curls. Warm skin. Loose dark robes hanging carelessly from one shoulder. Moon Goddess. The bath earlier genuinely made Boo look unfair.Holden had seen beautiful people before. Embermoon was full of nobles obsessed with breeding pretty children. This felt different. Boo looked soft in a way that made a person want to ruin their own life a little.AJ’s fingers

26: Past & Present

Liana’s gaze stayed on Eira after the words left her mouth. “What is this whore doing on my mate’s lap?” Cold air still drifted through the open doors behind her, carrying snow and pine and the sharp scent of winter into the room. Tina hovered near the entrance looking horrified, fingers clenched tightly in her skirts after obviously failing to stop her. But the strongest scent in the room wasn’t snow. It was Evren. Burning cedarwood, smoke, frost. Possessive. The second Liana entered, it thickened instinctively around Eira like his wolf reacted before the man did. Eira felt it immediately. So did Liana. Her eyes flickered once. Tiny. Almost invisible. Then they dragged slowly over Eira sitting against Evren’s chest, the silver sleeping clothes, the damp curls spilling over bare shoulders, the way Evren’s hand rested low

27: Open Wound

Eira looked away, remaining silent. Evren watched her for a long moment before sighing. He wanted answers. Moon Goddess, he wanted answers. Seven years of questions had followed him into every battlefield, every council meeting, every sleepless night. But she was here now. Alive. Breathing. Close enough to touch."Fine." He rubbed a hand over his face. "Keep your secrets for one more night then. You're not going anywhere."Eira's throat tightened unexpectedly. He should have been angry. Maybe he was. The worst part was that he was trying not to be."In the meantime," he continued quietly, his hand settling against her leg, "you will stay here."Eira looked up. Something in his expression made her chest hurt. Not because he looked furious, but because he looked tired—exhausted in a way she had never seen before.Then he added, "You will be my mistress."The words hit her like a slap. Mistress. Not Luna. Not mate. Mistres

28: Sins Of Protection

"Mistress?"Holden looked genuinely offended. He stood on the opposite side of the war table staring at Evren like he'd just announced plans to burn down Embermoon himself. "You offered her to be your mistress? Forgive me, Alpha, but this is Eira we're talking about."Evren didn't even look up. His finger continued tracing routes across the map spread over the table. "Take Eastreach."Holden blinked."What?""Take Eastreach," Evren repeated. "It's smaller than Highbranch. We can secure it before winter and establish a permanent trade route before Sandspire notices what we're doing."Leander glanced up from a stack of reports and immediately groaned. "Moon Goddess, he's doing that thing again.""What thing?" Holden asked."The thing where he pretends we're discussing military campaigns because he doesn't want to discuss his personal disasters.""I am discussing military campaigns.""No, you're avoiding me." Holden folded his arms while Evren calmly moved another pawn across the map. "

29: Borrowed Home

Morning arrived slowly over Embermoon.The first light of dawn spilled across fortress walls and snow packed courtyards, turning stone silver beneath the pale winter sky. Smoke drifted upward from dozens of chimneys while warriors changed shifts along the walls and servants hurried through corridors carrying baskets, breakfast trays and armfuls of firewood. The fortress always woke early. It had long before Evren was born and it would continue long after he was gone.High above the rest of the settlement, within the Alpha's quarters, Eira remained buried beneath enough blankets to survive a blizzard.Four days.She had been back in Embermoon for four days.Four days of sleeping in Evren's bed.Four days of servants.Four days of guards.Four days of luxury.Four days of hearing the same title.Mistress.Nobody said it cruelly. That would've been easier to ignore.The guards said it respectfully. The servants said it respectfully. Tina said it respectfully. Every person she encountered

30: Jealous Hearts

AJ was silently fuming as he derobed.He was actually sulking, but "sulking" wasn't very enigma-like, so he chose to call it fuming. It felt more dignified, even if the tight knot in his chest felt pathetic."You're sulking.""I'm not."Boo sat cross-legged on the bed, dressed in silk night robes, watching him with a mixture of amusement and exasperation."You can't be serious, AJ. It was nothing.""You spent the whole night alone with him," AJ snapped, his voice low and gravelly deep as he aggressively ripped his shirt off and hurled it toward the bed."At the watchtower! I didn't even go to his room," Boo said, rolling his eyes as he leaned forward, the silk of his robe parting slightly. "We were just talking."AJ said nothing.The silence in the room was heavy, suffocating.He grabbed the scattered clothes off the bed and dumped them onto the dresser, his back rigidly turned. He was trying t

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