All Chapters of The Luna they cried monster: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Calistas povEven I was confused. I stared at the alpha general in shock. What game was he playing at?Jake stepped forward, wincing a bit but holding his ground.“I’m confused,” he said with a frown. “I thought she was going to pay for her crimes.”"When I mean suffer, Alpha Jake, I mean she is going to work," Magnus said, stepping closer to Jake, his massive height forcing the younger Alpha to look straight up. "She is going to work her keep. I do not waste healthy bodies on execution piles. For attacking an Alpha, I will definitely make sure that she pays for that, but she is not going to die, and she will not be hanging from a pile of ashes in your town square nor mine."Jake blinked, completely stunned. "But your Majesty…""She is going to work for me," Magnus interrupted, his tone completely final, leaving zero room for argument. "She will work to pay off every single piece of rubbish she has done in her own pack. Her labor, her mind, and her time now belong entirely to the roya

Jake’s pov"Think about it," Paul chuckled, his eyes gleaming with cruelty. "We make a huge public spectacle out of it. We let every single member of the Crescent Moon pack know that she is not going to the capital as a guest or an esteemed member of our pack. We announce to everyone that she is going away as a heavily punished prisoner to Magnus's pack, where she will face hard labor for the rest of her miserable life. By doing that, whatever stupid pride Calista has left will be completely shattered in front of her family and her peers."I stood perfectly still, letting his words sink in. My mind started picturing the scene… Calista standing in the center of the grand ballroom, surrounded by hundreds of wolves who used to look up to her as the future Luna, being handed over like a piece of worthless, criminal property to the King."I know," I muttered, shaking my head slowly. "I know that would humiliate her. But at the same time, Paul, it’s just too much. It’s still too soft. I don

Calista’s POVI took a slow, deep breath before I stepped through the ballroom doors. I had to force myself to keep my head high. Every instinct inside of me was screaming to turn and leave.My shoulders were tense. My hands were clenched slightly at my sides. I reminded myself that I had been through rougher things than a room full of people who hated me. The moment my boots touched the wooden floor, every sound around me seemed to fade for a second. Then the stares came. They hit me faster than I expected. People turned their heads one by one. Their conversations lowered into whispers as they looked at me from head to toe. Some people looked openly disgusted. Others did not even bother hiding their judgment. A few stepped away as I passed. They pulled their clothes closer as if being near me could somehow stain them.Shiftless… that was what they called me. That word followed me everywhere. They used that word when they wanted to remind me that I was less than them. They wanted to

Calistas povThe moment Magnus opened the balcony doors and led me back into the ballroom, something changed.The music was still playing, but it felt like the entire room had gone silent.Every person turned toward us.The sound of glasses clinking, the laughter, and the fake conversations all faded as hundreds of eyes locked onto me and Magnus. Shock spread across their faces because nobody expected to see me walking back into the room like this.I kept my head up and my shoulders straight, refusing to show them how uncomfortable I felt.All night, the Crescent Moon Pack had been waiting for my humiliation.Jake had planned everything carefully. He wanted everyone to see me as a broken woman. He wanted them to watch me walk into the ballroom like a criminal, with guards dragging me in and everyone looking down on me. But that was not what happened.I walked in beside the Alpha King and Magnus was not simply walking next to me. His huge body was slightly in front of mine, almost like

Magnus’s POVThe sound of the microphone hitting the floor echoed through the ballroom.For a moment, nobody moved.Jake stood on the stage, frozen under the weight of everyone’s attention. His perfect white suit was supposed to make him look like a wounded leader who had been wronged, but the fear on his face ruined the image he was trying to create.The bandages covering his body were supposed to make people feel sorry for him.Instead, everyone was beginning to question him.“The digital records,” I repeated, raising the cracked device in my hand so the entire room could see it. “Calista is a careful researcher. She keeps records of everything she works on. And it seems her personal device was active during your entire meeting this afternoon.”The reaction was immediate. The whispers started as Jake’s expression changed.“That… that phone is broken,” he said quickly. His finger shook as he pointed at the device. “We destroyed it… I mean, it was damaged during the struggle. It doesn