All Chapters of The Alpha’s Greatest Enemy: Return of the Bastard Luna 2: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The scent of roasted meat and warm winter milk filled Ember Hall, steady and familiar. I sat at the long table with my mate and our children, the rest of the pack a low murmur of voices and clinking plates around us.Kaelen had Bella in his lap, dark hair falling into his eyes as he tore a piece of meat into smaller bites for her. The same hands that commanded the Blackthorne pack and the hockey team on the ice looked almost gentle now. Pine-and-winter wrapped around both of them. Our daughter owned him completely, and the pack had learned not to question it.Bram sat on my other side, small but already carrying his father’s fierce eyes and strong jaw. He ate with quiet focus, manners better than most of the warriors in the hall.Under the table Kaelen’s hand settled on my thigh, warm and possessive. A silent reminder that we were still here, still standing, after everything. He pushed a glass of warmed milk toward me.“Drink.”I did. The shadows under my eyes had not fully faded, and

“I know it,” I whispered above the rush of the mountain river.Ever since that ancient Frost-Silk banner had appeared back at the lodge, I had felt the shape of Charles’s game. He had saved my life once only because he recognized the sacred silver bracelet on my wrist—the Nightbane heirloom. What true connection bound him to Victoria? Both Charles and the old master had looked at the silver band with the same secretive, almost reverent fear.“What is the real story behind this heirloom?” I asked Kaelen.His jaw locked. The name Victoria alone was enough to make his wolf bristle. As Alpha, his education had been dominance, blood, and the ice hockey arena—not the dusty, female-kept lore of bloodline relics. His parents had locked those secrets away. He did not even know whether the silver band truly belonged to Blackthorne ancestors or to something older and darker.“So you mean to bind yourself to this cabin just to hunt for the truth?” His voice was low, rough with raw possessiveness.

“Did this mean I was simply the smartest among everyone stupid?”Bram crossed his tiny arms over his chest, golden wolf eyes flashing in the dark as he glared straight at his father.“Of course I am not stupid,” the pup declared, a tiny, defiant rumble in his voice that sounded exactly like Kaelen’s dominant tone. “In fact… do you want to make a bet, Alpha?”Kaelen raised one eyebrow. His lips twitched with genuine amusement as he looked down at their stubborn son. “And what exactly do you want to bet on, Bram?”“I bet you will never be able to win Mommy back.”The boy tilted his chin up to deliver the blow. He was still furious about the teasing. Fiercely protective of his mother, he had no intention of letting this arrogant Alpha simply slide back into their den without a fight.Kaelen’s jaw tightened. His scent of dark pine and ozone turned heavy, thick enough to fill the small room. He stared at his son for a long moment before his voice dropped.“Do you really want that crippled

“The Frost pack unilaterally declared the termination of the mating contract with our clan,” Victoria said, knuckles white as she gripped the edge of the mattress. “Our borders were already compromised. That public rejection left the Forbis clan completely defenseless.”My inner wolf stirred, hackles rising at the sheer cruelty of the northern alliances. “They abandoned you when you were bleeding out.”“Worse,” Victoria whispered, eyes dark with ancient grief. “The rival pack-merchants who had agreed to give us time to raise the tribute changed their minds the moment they realized we had no Alpha backing. They demanded our territory, our home, and our sacred Frost-Silk weaving technology. If we did not hand over the looms, they threatened to drag Alistair to the high council and strip him of his rank.”I leaned closer, heart thumping hard against my ribs. “And that was when Jolene Harris stepped in?”“She appeared at our border like a ghost,” Victoria said, throat tight. “She looked a

I stood in the shadow of the stone archway, watching Orion White drag his feet across the dust of our pack borders.My inner wolf whined low in my chest, heavy with the shame of what my bloodline had become.He had let his sister bleed out to save his own skin, and now he was running straight back to the Frost Clan territory like a kicked hound.Inside the grand halls of the Frost Pack Estate, Elowen Frost had just finished applying her ritual moon-salves.She was aging, but her Luna aura made her look thirty winters younger, smooth and predatory.She glared up at Orion as he slammed the iron doors shut. "You are an Alpha’s son. Why are you rushing through the gates like a frantic pup?""When Lyra sought your protection after the Nightbane borders collapsed, why did you turn her away?" Orion demanded, his voice echoing off the high stone pillars.Elowen’s amber eyes narrowed, her Luna presence flaring in annoyance. "Did you set foot in the ruined Nightbane territory again?""I am aski