All Chapters of Bite Me Harder, Alpha: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

I wake with Sienna curled against my chest, her breathing slow and warm.Callum sleeps between us in the reinforced bassinet we pushed right beside the bed, his tiny fist curled near my hand. For the first time in weeks, the constant pressure in the mate bond eases. Even my wolf is silent, watching them with unusual patience.I press my lips to the top of Sienna’s head. She stirs but doesn’t wake. She needs the rest after everything we’ve survivedA soft knock breaks the silence. Ryker’s voice carries through the door, low and careful. “Alpha. It’s Laura.”I’m out of bed in seconds, pulling on pants and a shirt. Sienna’s eyes flutter open. “Kieran?”“Stay with him,” I murmur, brushing my fingers along her cheek. “I’ll check.”She nods, already reaching for Callum. The trust in her eyes tightens something in my chest. I close the door behind me and follow Ryker down the corridor.The medical wing is quiet this early. Cass stands outside Laura’s room, arms folded, face tight. When she s

Cass looks at me like I just volunteered us for disaster. Kieran’s eyes narrow, but before he can question me further, the door swings open again.Cass steps in, looking slightly harried, followed by a woman I recognize instantly—Elena Lazar, the outspoken leader of the Luna Chasers. Behind her trail three other women, all wide-eyed and vibrating with barely contained excitement.Tabitha, who had slipped in behind them, crosses her arms and mutters loud enough for everyone to hear, “They’re kidnapping the poor girl. I knew it. First the war, now cult recruitment.”Elena doesn’t even blink. Her gaze locks on me, sharp and assessing. “Luna Hart. You called for help?”I stand, still holding Callum close to my chest. “I did. The narrative is turning against the packs. Humans are blaming werewolves instead of the Architects. I need the Luna Chasers’ reach. Your forums, your influence, your voices. Help us tell the real story.”Elena tilts her head, a sly smile playing on her lips. “We can

The recording light blinks red, and my heart beats a little faster. I adjust the microphone in front of me, glancing at Elena Lazar, who sits across the table with barely contained excitement. We’re in one of the pack’s newly converted meeting rooms turned temporary studio.Isla and Tabitha flank me like bodyguards. Isla keeps everything organized on her tablet, while Tabitha is already live-tweeting teasers to the Luna Chaser forums.“Ready, Luna?” Elena asks, grinning.I nod. “Let’s do this.”The podcast begins.“Welcome back to Moonstruck Confessions, everyone,” Elena says, leaning into the mic as she owns it. “Today is special. We’re coming to you live from Revenant Pack territory with none other than Sienna Hart — the Hybrid Luna herself — along with her best friends Isla and Tabitha. Ladies, thank you for being here.”Tabitha waves at the camera. “Thanks for having us! Also, the venison last night? Ten out of ten.”Isla smiles politely. “We’re here to tell the truth.”I lean for

Sienna sat with the hybrids, completely focused. “Tell me everything.”Mira’s mate, a tall, quiet man named Rowan, spoke first. “Some of us can’t control our power. It flares when we’re emotional. One of our group accidentally burned down a safe house when his daughter had a nightmare. Another nearly killed a human who was only trying to help. The power just… surges.”Story after story followed. Uncontrolled shifts. Accidental injuries. The constant fear of being hunted by both humans and pure-blood werewolves. One young man pulled up his shirt to show a jagged scar across his ribs — the result of his own hybrid power backfiring during a panic attack.I stepped forward and placed a hand on Sienna’s shoulder. All eyes turned to me.“Start keeping records,” I said. “Abilities, incidents, triggers — anything that helps you control the power. We need real data, not guesses.”Sienna looked up at me, surprised. I wasn’t usually the one pushing for paperwork.“Humans are already scared of us

Alone in the dim study with the door locked, Darius’s words still burn behind my eyes. Laura can live. Not just survive for a few more months. Truly live.He makes it sound so simple. Just step into the shadows of the Night Court.My hands shake as I press them against the wooden desk. The deal sounds too good on the surface, but I know something darker lurks beneath it. Nothing this powerful comes without a price.I keep seeing Laura’s weak smile. The steady beep of those machines keeping her alive. The way her voice grows quieter when we talk about the past. She deserves to see Callum take his first steps, hear his first words, and watch him grow up. But at what cost?A soft knock breaks the silence.“Sienna?” Tabitha’s voice filters through the door. “You in there?”I wipe my face quickly and clear my throat. “Yeah. Come in.”The door opens. Tabitha and Isla step inside, carrying trays with warm meat soup, fresh bread, and herbal tea. Tabitha’s eyes narrow the moment she sees me.“