All Chapters of the alpha who chose the broken luna : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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THE SHADOW IN THE GARDEN

LILIANA'S POVMy heartbeat ceased. I remained motionless on the balcony. The cloaked silhouette had vanished. In an instant. One moment, they were present. The following— Nada. Just shadows. Merely the silent garden. A chill crept along my spine. Had it all been in my mind? Absolutely not. I was aware of what I had observed. Someone had been keeping an eye on me. Not the estate. Me. Step by step, I retreated slowly. Then a second step. My hands were trembling already.Acting on impulse, I spun around and dashed indoors. The space instantly seemed cramped. Silence enveloped me. I hurried down the hallway. "Darian!" My call reverberated in the passage. A maid glanced up, startled. Before she had the chance to inquire, Darian emerged from the far end. His steely gray eyes focused on me right away. "What occurred?" I fought to steady my breathing. "There was someone out there." His demeanor shifted at once. "Where?" "The gard

THE WARNING

LILIANA'S POVThe moment the guard reiterated the message, an overwhelming quiet enveloped the dining room. My hunger vanished without warning. The aroma of breakfast turned nauseating. Gently, I placed my fork down and locked eyes with Darian. His expression had become utterly vacant, yet I sensed his anger. The chill in his gray eyes was more intense than I had ever witnessed. Noah was the first to rise. "Take me there," he commanded the guard. The guard swiftly acquiesced and pivoted. Darian remained still at first, his gaze fixed on me. "You stay here." I frowned, responding instinctively, "No." "Liliana." "No," I reiterated, standing up from the chair. "If a threat exists, I have the right to know what's occurring." Darian let out a soft sigh while massaging the bridge of his nose. "This is something you shouldn't witness." "You are mistaken." Even with my heart racing, my voice remained steady. "Decisions are constantly made on my behalf. Everything is concealed from me un

MY MOTHER'S NECKLACE

LILIANA'S POVMy hands shook as I gingerly retrieved the necklace from the guard's grip. Its chill stung my skin, yet its familiarity was unmistakable. A silver crescent moon dangled from the delicate chain, a tiny blue gem embedded at its core. In my childhood, I adored playing with it during my mother’s embraces. She would chuckle and warn me that one day, I would snap it. I never did. The last memory I held of that necklace dated back to my parents' funeral, after the rogue attack. I recalled standing alone by their twin graves, tears streaming down my face, nearly choking on my grief while the elders reassured me that my parents would forever be my guardians. My mother had been laid to rest wearing that very necklace. With a glance at Darian, I felt the tears welling up in my eyes. "It was buried with her," I managed to whisper. Noah rose slowly, his expression mirroring Darian’s gravity. "Are you certain?" he asked. I affirmed with a resolute nod. "I am." Darian took the neck

THE MAP

LILIANA'S POVSilence enveloped us for what seemed like an eternity. My gaze remained glued to the ancient map laid out on the table. It appeared so delicate that even a gentle touch might cause it to disintegrate. The red X marking the northern forest felt almost alive, as if it were challenging me. I started to reach for the map but hesitated midway. My hands trembled uncontrollably. Darian observed my struggle and quietly drew the map closer to his side. "Wait to touch it," he said softly. "The ink's quite old." I nodded in agreement, too preoccupied to disagree. My thoughts raced, grappling with the implications of the discovery. My parents had lost their lives more than twenty years ago in an attack by rogues. At least, that was the explanation I had always received. Turning to Noah, I asked, "Who discovered this?" He shook his head. "A guard from the cemetery search." My brow furrowed. "No, I mean who placed it there?" Noah exhaled deeply. "We don’t know." Those words fille

THE MISSING FILES

LILIANA'S POVThe atmosphere turned eerily silent as soon as the guard completed his statement. Darian and Noah shot a glance at each other that made it clear this was something far more serious than just another burglary. “When exactly did this occur?” Darian inquired. “It happened less than thirty minutes ago,” the guard replied. “The librarian had already secured the archives when he detected someone inside. By the time our team arrived, the intruder had vanished.” Noah began moving toward the exit. “Did anyone catch a glimpse of the person?” The guard shook his head in response. “No, Beta. However, one of the windows had been pried open.” Without saying a word, Darian grabbed his jacket from the chair. “We’re heading out.” He met my gaze before I could even rise. “You’re staying here.” I instantly shook my head in protest. “No.” He exhaled softly, clearly having anticipated my response. “Liliana, this isn’t safe.” “Neither is remaining here while someone continues to exploit

THE FIRE AT THE CEMETERY

LILIANA'S POVThe sound of the explosion reverberated throughout the mansion, causing the windows to rattle violently. My heart raced as Darian sprang to his feet. Just as I was about to inquire about the cause, another resounding blast echoed through the night. Though quieter, it was close enough to elicit cries from every servant in the corridor. "Stay put," Darian commanded, reaching for the sword that hung adjacent to the library door. I promptly shook my head. "I’m going with you." His gray gaze locked with mine. "Liliana." "No." I stepped nearer. "If that noise came from the cemetery, I need to be involved." Just then, Noah burst into the library, interrupting our exchange. "Alpha! The blast originated from the cemetery." My heart sank. Without pausing, Darian instructed, "Mobilize all available guards immediately." Noah nodded and dashed off, issuing commands even before he reached the entrance. I trailed behind Darian as guards piled into vehicles while others transformed

THE STRANGER'S STORY

LILIANA'S POVThe words of the guard reverberated across the garden, freezing everyone in place for a brief moment. My father saved his life? That didn't seem feasible. It had been twenty-one years since he passed away. I glanced at Darian, hoping to find clarity in his expression, yet he appeared just as bewildered as I felt. Noah moved closer to the guard, asking, "Where is he?" The guard gestured toward the front gate. "We have him waiting outside the walls. He refuses to come in until he receives permission from the Alpha." Darian nodded slightly. "Bring him to the meeting room." The guard rushed off. My heart continued to race. "Do you believe he’s being truthful?" I whispered. Darian met my gaze. "We’re about to discover the truth." Moments later, the three of us stepped into the small meeting room adjacent to Darian's office. Two guards were stationed at the entrance while another conducted a search of the newcomer before granting him entry. The man appeared to be around si

THE PHOTOGRAPH

Liliana's POVThe photograph quivered in my grasp as an oppressive silence enveloped the meeting room. Not a single word was uttered. It felt as if no one dared to exhale. I looked at the image once more, wishing it would transform if I studied it intently enough. It remained unchanged. The cloaked figure loomed only a mere few feet from me, their features obscured by the dark fabric, while it appeared as though I was fixing my eyes directly upon them. This perspective created an illusion of an intimate exchange. It was a perfect deception, resembling the truth so closely. A sickening twist formed in my stomach. The person behind the camera clearly understood their positioning. They skillfully crafted a seemingly innocent moment into one of guilt. Gradually, I shifted my gaze toward Darian. Since relinquishing the photo to me, he hadn’t glanced at it again. Instead, his focus was locked onto my face, meticulously analyzing each reaction as if searching for something only he could p

SHADOWS OF MEMORY

The emergency horn reverberated throughout the mansion, its deep and eerie tone resonating against the stone walls, settling heavily in my chest. Conversations came to an abrupt halt. Each servant in the hallway became still. Even the guards stationed outside the holding room instinctively grasped their weapons. My heart raced as I faced the doorway, fully aware that such an alarm never heralded anything positive. Darian promptly released my hand, yet before moving away, his thumb delicately traced my knuckles, offering silent comfort. The subtlety of this gesture went unnoticed by everyone else, but it grounded me amid the panic that threatened to engulf me. In a split second, his expression shifted, the warmth evaporating behind the cool facade of the Alpha once more. "Report," he ordered. The guard who had sounded the alarm rushed inside, panting heavily, sweat streaming down his brow. He dropped to one knee without hesitation. "Alpha, the council has summoned almost all senior

ASHES OF THE PAST

LILIAN'S POV As soon as the guard wrapped up his words, Darian sprang into action. There was no pause. He didn’t take a moment to ask another thing. With a swift turn, he dashed toward the front entrance, his elongated strides allowing him to traverse the mansion with an Alpha’s unmatchable speed. Close on his heels was Noah, issuing commands to every guard that he encountered. Within moments, the once tranquil halls transformed into a managed frenzy. Fighters scrambled in all directions, while servants rushed to clear the paths, and the sharp sound of yet another warning horn reverberated through the estate. For just a fleeting heartbeat, I found myself frozen, but instinct soon urged me to follow. The journal—my father's journal—was still in the possession of Marcus. If the archives had been set ablaze immediately upon our discovery, it meant they were already aware we held damning evidence against them. Just the thought of it sent chills down my spine. This was not an act of

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