Todos los capítulos de My Alpha Buried the Wrong Luna: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

KAELThe more we uncovered about Authority Eight, the more I realized that history could be stolen without shedding a single drop of blood.Some names disappeared because people died.Others disappeared because someone decided they should.Two mornings after Elias gave Noah Adrian's pendant, Cassian sent word asking me to meet him in the oldest wing of the council archive. Unlike the main records hall, this section had only recently been reopened. Most of the shelves were covered with cloth to protect fragile documents, and several portraits leaned against the walls while conservators cleaned years of dust from their frames.Cassian stood near a long table with three large paintings resting against wooden easels."I'm glad you came," he said. "There's something you should see."I walked over, my eyes moving from one portrait to the next.The first showed Blackridge's earliest council after the Great Divide. The second captured the pack's founding families gathered outside the original

KAELThe map covered almost the entire council table.Ronan had spent three days gathering records from abandoned checkpoints, village inns, trading posts, and forgotten travel stations. Every confirmed sighting of Adrian had been marked with a small black pin, while uncertain reports were left in red until they could be verified.At first glance, the pattern made no sense.I walked slowly around the table, studying the scattered markings."He couldn't have traveled like this," I said.Ronan folded his arms."That's exactly what I thought."Cassian stood beside one of the windows, quietly watching us."Most fugitives choose one destination and stay as hidden as possible."Ronan nodded."Adrian did the opposite."He pointed to the northern mountains."He appeared here during early spring."His finger moved east."Two weeks later, witnesses placed him in a riverside village."Then south."Less than a month after that, he crossed into another territory."I frowned."He wasn't keeping a s

ELARAThe House of Aurelis welcomed new faces almost every day.Some visitors came seeking shelter. Others arrived carrying forgotten records or old memories that helped us rebuild lives Authority Eight had tried to erase. Each story added another piece to a history that had been buried for far too long.That morning, however, the people waiting outside the gates had not come because they needed protection.They had come because they were searching for family.A servant found me in the courtyard just after breakfast."My Luna," she said, "there's a group asking to see Alpha Kael.""Do they have names?"She handed me a folded note."The eldest introduced herself as Evelyn Rowan."I recognized the surname immediately.Rowan.The same family name Elias carried.I found Kael and Noah speaking with Ronan near the stables. When I showed Kael the note, his expression changed."Elias never mentioned anyone else was coming.""Perhaps he didn't know."Together we walked toward the front gate.F

KAELThe questions had followed Elias for days.No matter where he walked within the House of Aurelis, someone eventually asked about Adrian. The older members of my family wanted to know why he never returned. Ronan searched for details that could complete the missing records. Cassian hoped one answer might explain the erased founder.Only Noah asked a different question.He wanted to know why his father had chosen a life that kept them apart.Late that afternoon, Elias sent word asking us to meet in the library. The room was quiet when I arrived. Elara sat beside Noah near the fireplace, while Ronan and Cassian stood by the windows with several recovered records spread across a table.Elias remained standing.His walking staff rested against the chair beside him, but he never sat down."I've delayed this conversation for long enough," he said quietly.Noah looked up immediately."Then tell us."The old man smiled sadly."You sound just like Adrian when he wanted answers.""I don't w

KAELThe news reached Blackridge faster than we expected.By sunrise, messengers had already arrived from three neighboring territories. By midday, traders were whispering about the Ninth Founder in the market, and by evening, the story had traveled farther than any official council announcement could have carried it.I had expected questions.I had expected suspicion.What I hadn't expected was for families to arrive demanding answers as though we had stolen something from them.Cassian found me in the eastern hall just before noon. He carried a stack of reports beneath one arm, and the tired expression on his face told me that none of them contained good news."The records have become public," he said."Who released them?""No one."I looked at him."Then how did the news spread?"He placed the reports on the table."People talk. Especially when they believe their families have been wronged."I scanned the pages. Three separate families had already sent representatives to Blackridge