All Chapters of Chasing The Luna He Exiled: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

~SERIS​I stepped out of my car to the sound of chirping crickets. Fear wedged itself into my bones as I took my first steps into the woods. In the distance, the sound of the pack converging at the Lunar Verge reached me. I had to get there before the fate pyre was lit—and before anyone caught me.​I scanned the darkness, looking for any sign of a patrol, but saw nothing. I stood out too much in the open. Pulling off my shoes and tossing them into the car, I ducked into the tree line and began the trek up the slope toward the Verge. The grass muffled my footsteps, calming my frantic heart. Maybe this was the year I would finally make it.​If only the Alpha didn't see me. If he did, the hunt would start early, and I would be the prey.​The noise at the Verge rose as more pack-folk joined the circle. I quickened my pace, lengthening my stride. Counting each step distracted me from my spiraling thoughts. My pulse spiked as the scent of warm ash wafted through the trees. The fire would be

~SERISI blinked; the heir had called his father by his title.​Even the Alpha halted—stunned. “What do you think you are doing, son?” he snapped. “You dare challenge me for a vermin?”​“The Goddess made a choice, Alpha, and I will uphold it.”​My breath hitched, the pack gasping in shock.​The Alpha’s eyes widened. “You will accept the bond?”​Sylus did not waver, his voice rivaling that of his father. “We have lost kin, friends, foes, and land to the monsters beyond our borders. We find ourselves in an era of relative peace after so many years of war. As heir to the Howlridge pack, I will not draw the wrath of the Goddess because of old grievances.”​“She is the reason we lost the war!” the Alpha roared.​I held back a sob. For all his hate, he was right. If I had not gotten my parents—high-ranking wolves—killed, we could have won against the Darkpine pack.​“Yet you crave another war, Alpha?” Sylus countered. “When the Goddess lays ruin to us?”​The Alpha’s anger flushed his face r

~SERIS​Soft music wove through the grand hall, crystal chandeliers casting golden light over silk gowns and polished marble. Every wolf in attendance held a champagne flute; the air was thick with conversation and gossip.​“You really outdid yourself, Seris,” Lenore gushed, gesturing at the great hall's decorations. “This place is a dream.”​The other women in lovely gowns murmured in agreement, transfixed by the venue's floral arrangements.​I tipped my flute, a smile curling my lips. “Thank—”​Rielle cut me off, fracturing the moment as she stepped into the fold. “The celebration is for my ex-fiancé.”​The mood shifted, my stomach clenching.​“Sylus was the one who killed Alpha Thorne and rid us of Darkpine’s endless raids, and you are here praising the woman he was forced to marry to appease the Goddess’s sense of humor.”​The air turned stifling as Rielle went on and on.​I didn't flinch. As the wife of the heir, I had to be a statue of grace. I was the Luna-in-waiting, and I kne

SERIS~“What is the meaning of this?” my uncle bellowed, rising from his seat. “Who is behind this?”My world was swimming, my skin crawling from the stares of the pack. All of them sprang from their seats for a better look. A horrified gasp rippled through the crowd.Lily was the only one who held me steady while my thoughts whirled, the false images filling my vision. Stefan Salvatore’s hands tangled through my black hair; my violet eyes were darkened with lust as I looked the enemy in the eye before the next image took over the screen with our lips colliding.I blinked rapidly, unwilling to believe my own eyes, but it looked so real. What would Sylus think? My head snapped to where he sat, my heart stuttering in my chest.Sylus didn’t roar with the Alpha rage I expected. He simply sat there, so painfully impassive that I would have preferred him to explode instead. His amber eyes were fixed entirely on me with a terrifying hollowness, carving past my flesh and boring into my soul.

SERIS​Six years later…​“Make sure you eat your lunch, it's your favorite,” I said, planting a kiss on Caleb’s forehead. “I love you. Enjoy your trip.”​His amber eyes gleamed up at me, lips curling into a lopsided smile. “I love you too, Mom.”​A familiar ache speared my heart. Caleb was looking more and more like him every day. I smothered the feeling before letting him run to the waiting school bus.​Before he stepped inside, he turned around for a final wave, and I returned the gesture with the best smile I could muster. His first school trip already, and all I could do was stand on the pavement, watching until the big yellow bus finally zoomed out of view.​Slipping into the driver's seat of my car, I gripped the steering wheel and took a deep breath.​Six years in the human territories had changed everything. When Uncle Osric smuggled me across the border, I had been a broken, bleeding rogue with nothing but a shattered soul and the faint flicker of a second heartbeat. Now, I w