All Chapters of The Demoted Luna : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Nia’s POVIt has been over a month since Darian stood before the pack and stripped me of the title of Luna, reducing me instead to what he called an “Honoured Companion,” a term that sounded respectful but felt like exile within my own home.Honoured Companion.The words followed me everywhere, stitched into every introduction, whispered behind my back, spoken with careful politeness by wolves who once bowed their heads when I passed. My chambers had been moved from the Alpha wing to the eastern corridor. My authority had been reassigned. My decisions now required approval from the very woman who replaced me.“Lyra Klam!”Lyra never missed an opportunity to remind me of that.She was clever in the way she turned situations to her advantage. A misplaced document became my oversight. A delayed patrol report became my negligence. A disagreement in council became my defiance. Somehow, every minor inconvenience found its way back to me, carefully presented to Darian in a way that made her

Nia’s POV“We need to acquire Dark Crest Moon now that they are at their lowest.”The statement cut across the council chamber like a blade laid flat against stone.Maps were spread across the long oak table, inked territories marked in red and gold. Reports of failing trade routes, breached borders, and dwindling alliances sat stacked in neat piles. The scent of frustration hung heavy in the air.I placed my palm flat on the table and then struck it hard enough to silence the murmurs.“The acquisition of Dark Crest Moon serves no strategic value to the Blood Thorne Pack at this time,” I said evenly, though my pulse had quickened. “Their infrastructure is crumbling, their patrol routes are inconsistent, and their economy has taken a visible decline over the past two years. What we require now is reinforcement of our own security systems and expansion of our trade network toward the eastern ports. We cannot afford to stretch our forces thin simply to conquer a wounded territory.”An el

Nia's POVThe moment our eyes met, something inside me snapped in a way that felt both sudden and long overdue, like a thread pulled too tight for too many years finally giving in.I stood there with Vince in my arms, my fingers tightening instinctively around him as though my body understood before my mind did that danger had found us again, not the kind that lurks in shadows or hides behind trees, but the kind that wears a familiar face and speaks with a voice that once meant home.Darian did not move at first, yet his presence filled the space between us so completely that it felt difficult to breathe. His gaze stayed on me with an intensity that made my skin prickle, his shoulders slightly tense as if he was holding himself back from stepping closer.“You are alive,” he said, and although his tone was steady, there was something beneath it that did not belong to the man I used to know.A soft, humorless sound left my lips before I could stop it, and I shifted Vince slightly in my