All Chapters of Claiming His Crescent Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

KaelenThe grand dining hall became so quiet that the faint ticking of the grandfather clock in the corner sounded like cracks of thunder.Susan’s teacup rattled violently against its saucer as she set it down. Her face drained of color, her eyes darting between her husband and me. "Kaelen, that is completely uncalled for," she whispered, her voice tight with a mixture of panic and boiling defensive rage. "My past with my daughter is a private family matter.""It stops being a private matter when it affects the security of this pack," I retorted, my voice steady, cold, and dripping with an authority that made my father look up from his papers.Inside my mind, Lou was snarling, his teeth bared right at Susan. He wanted to rip the truth out of her throat. I kept my eyes fixed on Elara. She was sitting perfectly rigid, her hands clenched into fists in her lap, her bright blue eyes wide with a mix of shock and quiet terror. She hadn't expected me to push her mother into a corner like thi

KaelenThe electric current of the mate bond was still buzzing violently under my skin. Having her midnight-black wolf lean her head against my shoulder by the creek had been absolute heaven. Lou was practically purring in the back of my mind, completely drunk on her strawberry-and-cream scent.But the heavy, rushed footsteps echoing down the eastern trail destroyed the moment.I stood firmly in front of Elara’s massive black wolf form, my silver-gray shoulders rigid, eyes locked onto the dark tree line. Through our forced, rough link, I kept my mental voice tight and urgent. “Move, Elara. Now.”Behind me, I heard the soft, rapid rustle of her shifting back into her human form. She scrambled into the bushes where she had hidden her clothes. I turned my back to give her privacy, walking a few dominant paces forward to meet the intruder before they could round the bend of the creek.I shifted back behind a thick oak tree, rapidly pulling on my gym shorts. By the time I stepped back into

Kaelen I had spent the last five hours drowning in the pack’s deep digital archives, trying to pull the original intake reports from when Susan first arrived at our territory. But every single file attached to her name before her marriage to my father was encrypted under a high-level Alpha clearance code that even I couldn't bypass yet. Someone had intentionally scrubbed her digital trail, and it only made me more certain that she was running from something massive. But the moment I stepped into the foyer and saw Elara, all the frustration in my head evaporated, replaced by a fierce, driving possessiveness. "Elara," I rasped, my voice sounding rough even to my own ears. I closed the distance between us in three long strides, stopping right in her personal space. Her sweet strawberry-and-cream scent hit me like a physical blow, wrapping around my senses and making Lou claw at the edges of my control. I looked down at her, tracking the frantic beat of the pulse fluttering against

ElaraThe air inside Alpha Silas’s office was so thick with dominant tension that it felt hard to breathe.I sat in the leather chair, my hands folded neatly over my knees, keeping my eyes fixed on the digital tablet Silas had slid across the desk. Behind me, Kaelen stood like a silent, towering wall of muscle. He hadn't sat down, and his heavy, pine-and-winter-rain scent completely crowded my senses, making it impossible to focus on the names flashing on the screen."As you can see, Elara," Alpha Silas explained, tapping the desk. "We have RSVP confirmations from three neighboring packs. Alpha Bryce of the Blood Stone pack will be arriving early Saturday afternoon with his daughter, Lyra."At the mention of Lyra, the air temperature in the room seemed to drop by ten degrees.I felt a sharp, heavy vibration rumble through the floorboards behind me. It was Kaelen. A low, warning growl was ticking in his chest, so quiet that only a werewolf’s advanced hearing could catch it."Silas," my

ElaraLyra’s gaze pierced through the heavy iron fence line like a physical blade. Even from fifty yards away, the sheer weight of her Alpha-blood presence rolled across the orchard grass. It was a cold, arrogant aura, the kind that demanded immediate submission from anyone of a lower rank.In my mind, Nyx didn't bow. She stood at full attention, her violet eyes flashing with a dangerous, lethal heat. “She smells like old blood and vanity,” Nyx snarled, her fangs baring inside my head. “She thinks she owns the dirt she walks on. Do not look away, Elara.”I kept my chin level, locking my blue eyes onto Lyra’s platinum-blonde figure. I didn't flinch. I didn't look down.Beside me, Thomas tensed up, his small fingers tightening around my hand until his knuckles turned white. He looked past the fence, his eyes widening with instant dislike. "That's her," he whispered, his voice small and tight. "That's Lyra. She always acts like she's the boss of everyone when she visits."Before the sile