All Chapters of Moon Madness: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The evening is getting closer.So is the mating ball."I really don't want to go," I mutter, collapsing onto the couch like gravity suddenly doubled just to make a point.June lets out a low growl inside my head.You don't have to like it, she says calmly. You'll survive it.Comforting.Mom, meanwhile, looks like the moon itself personally blessed her kitchen tonight. She's glowing while fixing nonexistent wrinkles in her dress and fussing over literally everything."Cat, you have to go," she says for what feels like the hundredth time. "It's tradition. Your wolf awakened months ago, you're unmated, and you represent both this family and the pack.""I'm not trying to become somebody's decorative accessory," I mutter, folding my arms.Mom sighs dramatically like I've personally stabbed her in the heart."Don't be ridiculous. You're eighteen. This is how things are done.""And that's supposed to make it less terrifying?"Before she can answer, Tara storms into the room already operating

The silence lasts exactly one heartbeat.Then the ballroom explodes into whispers.Not panic but something worse—recognition."That was an Alpha flare—""Did you feel both of them?""She's not a Beta.""No chance."The entire room changes. Every wolf straightens instinctively while dominant scents flare sharp through the ballroom.Because what they just felt wasn't a normal mating bond settling into place.It was dominance colliding head-on.Aiden's Alpha bloodline is famous. Powerful. Feared in some territories.Mine was hidden—contained and masked until now.June stands tall inside me, bright and unapologetic.Let them feel it.Across the ballroom, older Alphas exchange calculating looks.Two pure Alphas bonded.Could be complicated and dangerous.Mom gasps again, but this time it isn't shock.It's excitement."Oh!" she cries, practically glowing. "Champagne! Somebody get champagne!""Sarah," Dad mutters under his breath while staring at Aiden and me like he's mentally restructuring

The stolen SUV smells like leather, gasoline, and lingering traces of him.I grip the steering wheel harder.The bond hasn't fully settled yet. It's waiting for the mark.But it's there. Alive.Every time I let my focus slip, I feel it pulling at my ribs like a wire tightening beneath my skin.I told him I rejected him.I meant it.Didn't I?June shifts restlessly inside me.You felt it too."I'm not being claimed," I mutter under my breath. "Not by him. Not by anyone."Aiden's voice at the mating ball still burns through my skull.We're already mated.The humiliation alone almost makes me hit the steering wheel.The Alpha flare.The entire ballroom staring.Mom opening champagne like I'd just won Miss Werewolf Universe instead of publicly losing control of my life.And Aiden—calm through all of it.Certain.Like fate was just paperwork waiting to be signed.My jaw tightens.He thinks this is a chase.He thinks I'm running because I'm scared.I'm not scared.I'm furious.And I refuse

Canada is colder.Not just because of the temperature.The whole place feels different somehow. Wider. Quieter. Like the land itself is paying less attention to her.Pine forests stretch endlessly beneath the moonlight while snow clings to the edges of the road in dirty frozen patches. The air smells sharp and clean, all sap and frost and ancient wilderness.The kind of place where wolves disappear.The kind of place where nobody asks questions.Cat keeps moving until she reaches a tiny rural bus depot sitting just outside some logging town that barely qualifies as civilization.Fluorescent lights flicker overhead. A vending machine hums loudly near the wall while two truckers smoke outside beneath a buzzing security light.Human noise.Safe noise.For now.She buys the ticket with the last of her cash.Alaska-bound route.Three transfers.Remote enough to disappear.Simple.At least it should feel simple.Instead, something feels wrong.Two hours into the ride, the heat starts.At fi

I lose track of when the first day ends.Or when the second one starts.There’s only heat.It lives under my skin, in my bloodstream, in every breath I take. Every nerve feels raw and overexposed, like my entire body has been rewired around the bond.And Aiden is always there.His hands at my waist.My spine.My throat.My hips.Mine tangled in his hair, gripping hard enough to leave marks while I try to remember how to think around him.At one point, I try to move away.I actually think I manage it.Then the bond snaps tight between us, sharp and electric, dragging me back toward him so hard it steals the air from my lungs."I can't—" I gasp."You can," he murmurs against my mouth.His kiss burns straight through me.And the worst part?I burn back.I wake in pieces.Sometimes I’m in the cabin, half-buried under rough blankets while snow piles against the windows and firelight flickers gold across old wooden walls.The air smells like smoke, pine, skin, and heat.Our heat.Aiden’s ba