All Chapters of The Alpha’s Greatest Enemy: Return of the Bastard Luna 2: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"You really think my father stole Nathan’s woman, Charles?" Kaelen’s growl rattled the timber frame of the riverside shed, his hands shoved deep into the pockets of his heavy leather coat.I stood in the shadow of the doorway, clutching my travel bag tightly against my chest as their voices drifted across the damp, frosted grass. They didn't know I was listening. They didn't know I had slipped out of the back sanctuary early to find Kaelen before the High Council’s net closed around us.Charles White leaned back in his modified sledge, a dark, bitter smirk pulling at his mouth. "I don't just think it, Alpha Blackthorne. Nathan Nightbane was kept in a silver-lined dungeon for six full years. Every month he refused to yield Elowen Frost's location, Jayden Blackthorne cut another bone from his hand. Your father didn't just take Victoria Forbis—he tore the Nightbane lineage apart to keep the matriarch's secrets buried."Kaelen’s posture went terrifyingly still. The golden glow in his eyes

Kaelen pulled the thick wool curtain straight across the war-sleigh’s iron track, sealing off the front driver’s view completely. His tall frame blocked out the dim light filtering into the rear cabin.Both pups were lying still on the fur bench. Liora was already breathing in deep, steady rhythms, rocked asleep by the heavy sway of the runners over the snowpack. Samuel’s eyes were squeezed shut so tight his dark brows pinched together, pretending to be knocked out cold while his little hands clutched the edge of his fur blanket."Can you tell me what you're obsessing over?" Kaelen’s deep, gravelly voice cut through the quiet cabin. He stepped closer, towering over the narrow lounge bench where I sat.I kept my eyes locked on the parchment maps and tactical notes Kevin had passed to me before we left the lower border. My claws scratched at the paper edges. I didn't even lift my head. I was running mental calculations on how to secure the trade routes for our northern ice-silk without

The Crimson Fang Lodge attendant was cowering so hard his knees nearly buckled onto the floorboards, his scent souring the air with pure, unfiltered wolf-terror as his voice wavered violently."It was the rogue in the outer hall, I swear on the Moon! The one wearing a black leather cowl and a heavy shadow-cloak," the worker stammered, pulling his arms in tight while his eyes darted nervously between my razor-sharp claws and the dark doorway. "He pulled his hood down real low over his snout so I couldn't scent his pack lineage. He shoved that leather box into my hands and... and dropped five silver coins into my palm! He ordered me to carry it straight to Lady Nightbane's suite. I didn't know there was cursed blood inside, I swear it! I don't know who he is! Everything I'm telling you is the absolute truth!""Is that right, pup?" Armand snarled, stepping into the boy's personal space until his massive chest pressed the attendant back against the timber wall."Yes! By the Goddess, yes!"

"Hold your hand, Tom," Lord Charles White growled, his voice cutting like a ice-blade through the narrow stone corridor of the outer tenement. "Do not waste our breath or our steel on an unbonded stray."Tom's jaw locked, his knuckles white on his broadsword's hilt as he glared down the narrow passage. "He insulted your status, My Lord. An Alpha's noble who loses his legs in the hockey wars is still higher blood than a rogue smelling of cheap grain-liquor.""A wolf who fights every barking dog in Ironvale dies of exhaustion before the thaw," Charles replied, adjusting his fur cloak over his lap as Tom pushed his mechanical chair toward the courtyard doors. "Keep your eyes on the real target. The Blackthorne pack does not make idle claims.""You truly believe Ms. Mirelle had a hand in sending that cursed box to Lady Lyra's pups?" Tom asked, his tone dropping as they crossed into the bitter midnight wind. "She grew up in the same pack-orphanage as you. She has no combat training, no mag

"You belong in my bed, Omega, not hiding under the covers with the pups," Kaelen Blackthorne rumbled against my skin, his large hand sliding up my ribcage while I tried to pull my senses out of a deep sleep.I blinked open my heavy eyes, finding myself wrapped tightly in his bare arms on the king-sized mattress inside the Alpha's Shadow Chamber. I hadn't even realized he had carried me out of the small side-room where I was sleeping with Samuel and Liora the night before. I was completely trapped under his massive weight, my back pressed against the heat of his bare chest while his lips grazed the sensitive shell of my ear."I have to get back before Liora wakes up," I murmured, my voice raspy from rest as I tried to wriggle out of his iron grip. "If the pack guards see me coming out of your bed chamber at sunrise, they'll think—""They'll think you're my mate," Kaelen growled, his hand gripping my hip with possessive force, holding me firmly against him. His golden eyes flared in the