Todos los capítulos de The Alpha's Secret Twins: Rise Of The Rejected Luna: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

CANDICE.“Don't touch them!” Nessa screamed as nine terrified children began shifting at the same time, their cries filling the underground compound while Orson's presence moved through Hawthorne's broken blood bonds.I watched the youngest boy fall before anyone could reach him. His body was trapped halfway through a shift, tiny claws scraping against the cracked floor as his wolf fought for control. Nessa warned me again that frightened wolves could mistake unfamiliar contact for restraint, but the ground beneath the child was already splitting. I lowered myself and crawled toward him slowly, keeping my wolf buried and both hands where he could see them. “My name is Candice,” I told him quietly. “I have two children waiting at home, and they hate when adults make decisions without explaining anything.”The boy's frightened eyes found mine, and his claws retreated slightly. “Are you going to hold me down?” he whispered. My chest tightened, but I shook my

KILLIAN.The moment I closed the Crescent Moon bond, everything disappeared. The noise that had filled my head for years was suddenly gone, and I almost wished Orson's voice had been the only thing left. I could no longer feel Darian, Marta, or any of the warriors. I couldn't feel the younger wolves I had watched grow up, or the children who always made the pack feel alive. There was nothing. Just me, my wolf, and the ancient presence fighting to take control of both.I dropped onto one knee, pressing my palm against the floor as my wolf struggled with the sudden emptiness. It felt wrong. Worse than wrong. My wolf kept reaching for the pack even though there was nothing left to reach. I wanted to call Darian. I wanted to feel someone answer me. Instead, there was only silence, and Orson's furious voice cutting through it.“You took it away from me,” Orson snarled through my mind, his anger shaking my entire body. “You had one purpose, and you ruined it.” He had expected to use the Cre

CANDICE.“That's not possible,” I whispered, staring into nothing as Orson's voice faded from my mind. I couldn't accept what he had just told me, not after everything I had learned about my family. My mother had spent years keeping me away from danger, so the idea that she had somehow placed my blood inside the Council's records felt impossible.I turned toward Helena, my chest tightening as I searched her face. “Was my blood ever registered with the Council?” I asked, forcing the words out despite the fear building inside me. Helena didn't answer immediately, and that silence told me more than any explanation could have.“Helena,” I pressed, stepping closer. “I asked you a question. Was my blood ever registered?”She lowered her gaze, and something inside me sank. “Yes,” she finally admitted, her voice quiet. “But it wasn't registered under your name.”I stared at her, struggling to understand. “What do you mean it wasn't registered under my name?”“Evelyn submitted your blood years

CANDICE. For several seconds, I couldn't breathe. I stared at Lia through the family connection, trying to understand how she could possibly be seeing my mother inside Killian's blood echo when Evelyn had been dead for years. “Lia, are you certain?” I asked carefully because I couldn't allow grief to make me believe something simply because I wanted it to be true. “It looks like Grandma Evelyn,” Lia insisted, her little voice carrying a certainty that unsettled me. I closed my eyes and forced myself to think instead of reacting. I had spent too many years learning that appearances could be manipulated, especially by creatures like Orson. If he could invade Killian's mind and create entire territories from memories, then showing me my dead mother could easily be another way to break my defenses. I refused to let grief become another weapon he could use against me. “Nessa,” I called as I

LIA.I didn't like the way all those wolves were kneeling in front of me. Their heads were lowered, their bodies completely still, and somehow that felt worse than if they had attacked us. Everyone was looking at me as though I was supposed to understand what was happening, but I didn't even know what they expected me to do.“Please stand up,” I told them, trying to keep my voice steady. “I don't want you kneeling to me.” The older wolf remained on his knees, his eyes fixed on mine with an expression that made me feel as though he had been waiting for this moment longer than I had been alive.“You have returned, Seeker,” he replied calmly. “We cannot stand until you accept what you are.”I frowned because I didn't understand what he meant. “I'm not an Alpha,” I reminded him, hoping that would finally make him stop treating me like someone important. “I'm just Lia. I don't know what you're expecting from me.”The old wolf slowly lifted his head, and something almost like amusement touc