All Chapters of The Alpha's Unbreakable Luna: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Alyse's Pov The sun hadn't even cleared the mountain peaks when Kael knocked on the door of my small stone room. I was already awake. I had spent the night staring at the ceiling, my mind racing with the ancient words I had read in the leather book. The fated light. I didn't know if I was that light, but I knew I couldn't go back to scrubbing floors. “Change into these,” Kael said, handing me a bundle of dark, sturdy clothes. “No more rags, Alyse. Today, you start as the High Scribe’s assistant. Which means you work for me and the Prince.” The clothes were simple but high-quality: a tunic of deep charcoal wool, fitted leather trousers, and boots that actually fit my feet. For the first time since leaving Red Hollow, I didn't look like a victim. I looked like the Gamma’s daughter my father had raised me to be. As we walked toward the War Room, the warriors in the hallway stopped and stared. They weren't spitting at my feet anymore. They were confused. They saw the Beta walking bes

The night in the Blackthorn Mountains was never truly silent. The wind howled through the jagged peaks, and the distant cries of hunting wolves echoed against the stone walls of my room.I lay on my small cot, staring at the moonlight filtering through the high, narrow window. My mind was a storm of grey eyes and sharp words. Alaeric’s jealousy had hung over the palace all evening like a heavy fog, but as exhaustion finally took me, the world of stone and iron faded away.I didn't fall into sleep. I fell into the stars.Suddenly, I wasn't in my room anymore. I was standing in a field of white lilies that glowed with their own inner light. The sky above wasn't black; it was a deep, swirling violet, and the moon was so large it felt like I could reach out and touch the silver craters on its surface.“Alyse.”The voice was like a warm breeze. I turned, and my breath hitched.Standing among the flowers was a woman with hair the color of midnight and eyes that held the exact same spark as

The air in the War Room was suffocating.After my suggestions about the Silver Mines and the healers, the maps seemed to blur under the heat of Alaeric’s stare. He hadn't stopped looking at me since Kael had touched my shoulder, his grey eyes darkened by a stormy, possessive fury that he was trying and failing to hide.Selene stood by the window, her arms crossed tightly over her silk bodice. She had been silent during the strategy session, her face a mask of cold porcelain, but I could feel her hatred radiating across the room like a physical heat.“Kael,” Alaeric said, his voice dropping into a low, dangerous register. “Go to the healers. Organize the supplies Alyse suggested. We need the secondary station ready by nightfall.”Kael nodded, grabbing his cloak. “I’ll get right on it. Alyse, come with me. You know the inventory list better than anyone.”I felt Alaeric’s posture stiffen instantly. His fingers gripped the edge of the oak table so hard the wood groaned. The jealousy was

The sprint back to the castle felt like a blur of racing hearts and gasping breath. My lungs burned, but the image of Alaeric lying in that crimson pool was scorched into my mind. Every second we spent running felt like a second closer to his death.We didn't go to the War Room. Kael took one look at my pale face and the way my hands were shaking and diverted me toward a secluded stone tower near the old library. It was a place where the guards rarely patrolled, a sanctuary of cold stone and silence.“Tell me,” Kael commanded, his voice low and urgent as he barred the heavy door. “Tell me exactly what you saw in the water, Alyse. Don’t leave anything out.”I sank onto a wooden bench, my legs finally giving out. “It was the Shadow-Fang. They weren't just attacking the borders, Kael. They were in the heart of the battle. Alaeric was... he was surrounded. Their blades weren't normal steel. They glowed with a dark, sickly light. One of them got behind him. I saw the strike. I saw the end

The plan was dangerous. Stealing the Alpha’s primary war-sword was an act of treason in the Blackthorn Pack, even for a Beta. But as Kael looked at me and Lyra in the dim light of the stone tower, his face was set like granite. He knew the cost of failure was a grave, and he wasn't going to let Alaeric fill it.“Stay here,” Kael whispered, checking the hallway. “If I’m not back in twenty minutes, get Lyra to the Silver Mines. Don't wait for me.”“Be careful, Kael,” I said, clutching the ancient book to my chest.He gave Lyra a final, lingering look a silent promise between mates and vanished into the shadows of the corridor.I was waiting near the entrance of the mines, my heart in my throat. Lyra stood beside me, her violet crystal glowing with an expectant light. When Kael emerged from the shadows, gasping for air and clutching the silver sword, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.“I have it,” Kael panted, laying the blade on a flat stone altar deep within the cool, damp