All Chapters of The Demoted Luna : Chapter 111 - Chapter 117

Third Person POV The grand banquet hall of the Blood Thorne fortress was completely transformed for the evening, the usually solemn stone walls draped in vibrant banners of crimson and gold while dozens of large iron chandeliers cast a warm, flickering glow over the joyous gathering below. Alpha Torin had spared absolutely no expense in throwing a massive welcoming party for the three children, determined to wash away the lingering shadows of their recent political stress with an explosion of pure family celebration. The long wooden tables along the perimeter were piled high with roasted meats, sweet pastries, and flagons of spiced berry juice, creating a rich, inviting aroma that filled the entire space with a sense of rare abundance. In the center of the hall, the massive stone floor had been completely cleared to make way for a chaotic series of games and competitions that had the younger pack members running around in states of pure, unbridled excitement. Vileen was currently lea

Nia's POV The announcement about my children echoed through the massive rafters of the banquet hall, and my world completely shattered in a single second. The festive music died instantly, replaced by a sudden, deafening wave of panic that rushed through the crowd of warriors. My heart hammered violently against my ribs as I looked at the empty space where my three beautiful pups had been playing just moments ago. Vileen’s laughter was gone, and the energetic shouts of Vince and Vincenzo were nowhere to be heard. I stumbled back against the heavy wooden table, my hands trembling so hard that I could barely keep my balance. Torin rushed into the hall a moment later, his face pale and his silver eyes wide with a rare, terrified urgency. He ran straight to my side, throwing his massive arms around me as my knees finally buckled under the sheer weight of the terror."Where are they, Torin?" I cried out, the hot tears finally spilling over my eyelashes and wetting the front of his leather

Darien's pov I walked back into my office and slammed the heavy oak door shut behind me. My head was pounding, the skin of my jaw still throbbing from the brutal punch Raphael had delivered the night before. I did not care about my face right now. The entire northern alliance was about to collapse into a bloody civil war if I did not control the narrative immediately.I sat down at my desk and closed my eyes, forcing my mind to open the pack link. I bypassed the local channels and reached across the border, targeting a specific frequency.*Darren, do you hear me?* I sent the message through the mindlink, my mental voice sharp and commanding.It took a few seconds before my Beta’s voice echoed back in my head. *I hear you, Alpha. What is the situation? The banquet hall is still in absolute chaos over the triplets.**Listen to me very carefully,* I commanded. *I need you to intercept and keep off any intel that might arrive at the Blood Thorne pack from our territory. Block the regular

“Nova! You did it again!”I barely had time to sip from my half-cold coffee before Jones clapped me on the back, grinning ear to ear.“Twenty-three years, and no one could touch the Black Ribbon Killer,” he said, spinning his chair toward me. “Until you decided to roll in and embarrass the Bureau.”“Don’t exaggerate,” I smirked, shaking my head. “It was a team effort.”Mara raised her cup. “Team effort my ass. You connected the pattern no one else could. If you didn’t catch that symbol carved on the wrist in the old 2003 photo, we’d still be twiddling our thumbs.”“Stop,” I said, but a smile tugged at my lips.“Toast!” shouted Jacobs, raising his water bottle dramatically. “To Detective Nova Cross. Slayer of cold cases, heartbreaker of perps, and legend of Halemore PD!”Everyone joined in, laughing and clinking plastic water bottles and coffee mugs. Even Captain Reyes stepped out of his office to give me a tight-lipped nod of approval before vanishing back behind his door.“You better