All Chapters of The Alpha's Lost Luna : Chapter 31 - Chapter 33

The study was a heavy, suffocating mix of cedar, ink, weathered parchment, and the thick, dominating bite of Alpha pheromones.A fire worked itself in the massive stone hearth, fighting back the winter afternoon. Outside, the snow choked the rooftops of Embermoon, burying the fortress in brilliant, blinding sheets of white and silver under a dead, pale sun. But inside, the heat was sweltering, sticky enough that half the council had already ripped off their outer coats. Maps were plastered over every square inch of wood. Military reports rose in chaotic, uneven towers. Trade agreements bled into supply ledgers. Whole nations, millions of lives, had been bled dry and reduced to mere ink strokes and carved wooden blocks.And right in the throat of it sat Evren.The Alpha of Embermoon anchored the head of the war table, radiating the same blood-chilling, motionless menace he brought to the front lines. He wore a black military coat, the silver thread at his cuffs and collar catching the

The throne room remained warm despite the storm clawing at Embermoon's walls.Outside, winter had swallowed the mountains whole. Snow battered the narrow windows hard enough to make the glass tremble and every now and then a gust of wind slammed against the stone fortress with enough force to remind everyone exactly where Embermoon stood. The world beyond the pack house had disappeared beneath white. Roads were buried. Hunting parties had been recalled. Traders were trapped. Visitors were trapped. Unfortunately, so were the elders.Inside, the chamber felt like an entirely different world.Massive braziers burned in every corner, filling the room with rolling heat and the scent of cedar smoke. Wet cloaks hung drying near the entrance. Servants moved quietly around the edges of the room carrying fresh tea, wine and stacks of documents that seemed to multiply whenever nobody was paying attention. The long oak table dominating the center o