All Chapters of Alpha's Shadow, Luna's Fire: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Estelle's POVAt that moment, more than one person's breathing turned ragged.I could almost smell it—fear, collapse, despair, thick in the air like something alive."No need for a map," Theron said, his voice steady, sharp as a blade. "That's Rowan's house. He's already confessed."The world went silent for a beat—then shifted entirely.He dialed the number on the spot. "Go get the voice recorder. Bring him back."No explanation followed. None was required. An Alpha's command was law.I glanced at James. His face twitched."Fine!" he suddenly shouted. "Let's face them. I haven't done anything wrong—what do I have to fear?"His voice was loud. Too loud. Like he was trying to convince himself more than anyone else.I smiled, but it didn't reach my eyes.I was losing too much blood, but it didn't slow my speech."Go on," I said softly. "Say a little more. Better yet, swear to it. The

Estelle's POVAt seven in the morning, the first rays of light seeped through the floor-to-ceiling windows—warm, almost blindingly pure, as if they could wash away every trace of darkness.I opened my eyes. The moment consciousness returned, my wolf stirred first, shifting beneath my thoughts before snapping fully alert.I turned my head—"Estelle, you're awake!"The voice was all too familiar—and far too jarring. I came fully awake in an instant, my gaze locking onto the figure rushing toward me: Cassius.Great. The world hasn't ended. It really should consider it.He crossed to the bedside in a few quick steps and leaned over me, pressing his hand directly to my forehead. The gesture was natural—almost carelessly intimate, as if it had always belonged.I tried to pull away, but my reaction came a fraction too late. My body, still shaking off sleep, hadn't fully obeyed me yet.His hand was alread

Estelle's POVHis voice was calm, but I caught a trace of finality beneath it."I'll handle the rest. You just need to focus on recovering," he said.I nodded. "Okay."I met his eyes, and for a split second, an uneasy feeling surfaced—like I was being quietly enclosed by something far greater than me. Not oppressive, but far from comforting.I looked away and turned to Dante. "Beta Dante, I'll leave the arrangements for the next three days to you.""Don't say that!" Dante immediately waved his hands, visibly tensing. "This is my fault. I shouldn't have let you go to the factory alone—if anything had happened to you—"He cut himself off mid-sentence.The temperature in the room seemed to drop. I didn't need to look to know why. Cassius's presence had pressed down on us, a silent warning made tangible.Dante stiffened, the back of his neck tightening like a hunted animal."…I'll shut up," he muttered quickly.I didn't have the patience to deal with an Alpha's mood swings.But then Cassi

Estelle's POVThe air grew tense. I could feel Theron listening—not casually, but with the kind of focused stillness a hunter has when locking onto its prey."If they were just ordinary accomplices," I said slowly, "one of them would never have taken the fall for the other. When James found out Rowan had talked, he should've been terrified—not calm."I looked up. "But he wasn't afraid at all."The room fell silent. I could hear my own heartbeat now, and beneath it something deeper—the presence of the Alpha."Why was he so certain Rowan wouldn't betray him?" I tilted my head slightly. "Unless they'd agreed on it long ago. Sacrifice one to save the other."Dante's expression shifted.I continued, my voice cooling further. "Even earlier—before I went to the factory—they'd already planned the whole thing. I go missing, you step in to investigate, and Rowan takes the fall. The real mastermind, James, walks awa

Estelle's POVI couldn't help but imagine Melody's reaction—furious, almost unhinged—after seeing my posts on Jessica's feed.Back then, I had seen her messages myself—the ones about her affair with Cassius. It was all meticulously arranged by her. She had them deliberately leaked to me through a chain of mutual acquaintances, carefully staged, as if each revelation were being fed to me one layer at a time. Not just exposure, but humiliation—an assertion of dominance.Now, I was using the same method. The only difference was that the roles had reversed.Among the people I deliberately left unblocked were the girlfriends of a few of Cassius's friends, as well as Jessica Parker.I knew Jessica's boyfriend was eager to ingratiate himself with the Harper family, which made her little more than Melody's errand runner.Now that this "lapdog" had seen my post, she would undoubtedly go running back to report it.Just then, I felt a gaze on me