Todos los capítulos de The Alpha's Secret Twins: Rise Of The Rejected Luna: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

LIA.“Make them stop!” I cried as I opened my eyes on the cold stone floor beneath Crescent Moon's old pack altar. Grandpa Aldric was holding my shoulders while Darian shouted for the healer, but their voices sounded very far away because hundreds of strange wolves were making noise inside my head.“Lia, look at me,” Grandpa ordered, placing both hands against my face. “Only me. Don't search for anyone. Don't follow anything.”“I can't make them quiet,” I sobbed. Some of the wolves felt dead. Others were alive and frightened. A few felt so old that I did not understand how they could still be inside the blood connection at all. “They're everywhere, Grandpa.”The healer rushed toward me, but Grandpa stopped her with one hand. “Give her space. Lia, tell me what you feel.” I squeezed my eyes shut. “Lucian has too much family.”Grandpa's forehead creased. “Every wolf has generations of blood behind them, sweetheart. Parents, grandparents, chi

KILLIAN.“Everybody get up!” I shouted, even as my own knees threatened to fold beneath me. “Whatever this is, do not give it your submission.”I had spent my entire adult life believing an Alpha's aura was shaped by strength, territory, and the wolves who recognized his authority. This was nothing like that. The command did not enter through the air or press against my wolf from the outside. It moved through Lucian's blood, spreading across every artificial connection he had created until the entire chamber seemed to breathe with one ancient instinct.The bound wolves dropped first. Some collapsed completely while others remained on their knees, shaking as their wolves fought whatever had entered them. Lucian was among them, his head lowered and genuine terror on his face. Seeing him afraid disturbed me more than the command itself.My knees bent before my wolf pushed back with a furious snarl. Candice grabbed my arm immediately and held me upright. “Killian, look at me. What's happe

KILLIAN.“Mummy!”Leo's scream reached us before the pack house fully came into view, and Candice ran before I could say her name. She left me standing beside the returning prisoners and raced up the road as though the last four days had disappeared beneath her feet.We had crossed Crescent Moon's territorial boundary shortly after sunrise, and the pack bond had erupted the moment my wolf returned home. Wolves gathered along the road, some shifted and others still in human form, staring at the twenty-seven survivors following us.Jonah stopped when the gates came into view. His knees hit the ground so suddenly that the wolves behind him nearly walked into him. He stared at the Crescent Moon crest without speaking, his entire body shaking.“Jonah?” an older warrior called from the crowd. “Jonah Reed?”Jonah slowly raised his head. Three warriors pushed through the gathering wolves, and one of them stopped several feet away as though he had seen a ghost.“We buried your name,” the warri

ELAINE.“My mother is alive,” I said, staring at the access record until the letters blurred. “She's actually alive.”I had spent most of my life hating Hawthorne for what he did to my mother, but death was the one part of Helena's story I had never questioned. I remembered being eleven years old, standing beside a closed coffin while Hawthorne told everyone Helena had betrayed her family and paid for it.“Claude, verify the record,” Candice ordered. “Before anyone assumes anything, make sure the system hasn't been manipulated.”I looked at her. “Why?”Candice frowned. “Because this is the Circle, Elaine. Manipulating records is what they do.”“Marcus was dead until yesterday,” I reminded her. “Northern Vale was destroyed until Aldric explained what actually happened. The Blood Keepers disappeared until one tried to kidnap Lia inside Crescent Moon. Why are we still pretending impossible things remain impossible because adults lied convincingly?”Nobody answered me. I looked at Marcus'

ELAINE.“Elaine.”I knew the voice before the woman stepped fully into the light, and for one horrible second, I was eleven years old again, standing beside a closed coffin while Hawthorne told me my mother had died because she was weak enough to betray him.Memory was cruel like that. It preserved details time should have erased. The slight tilt of Helena's head before she studied someone. The small line between her eyebrows when she was worried. Even the way she held her hands close to her body when she expected trouble.Her dark hair was almost completely grey now, and a long scar crossed the side of her neck, disappearing beneath her shirt, but my wolf recognized her before my mind finished accepting the impossible.“Mum?” A broken sound escaped me.Helena's face crumpled. “Elaine, I—”I crossed the distance between us and slapped her.Killian's warriors reacted immediately, but Killian lifted one hand befor