All Chapters of The Alpha’s Greatest Enemy: Return of the Bastard Luna 2: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"He was lucky that Nathan White took him in when the Whitefang pack dissolved, even if Nathan had no mate of his own," I said softly, my fingers tracing the rim of the heavy stone tea cup. "He raised Charles as his own blood, even without a mother's touch in their private quarters."I lifted my eyes to look directly at Lord Charles White, my wolf pacing restlessly beneath my skin as the tension in the private alcove of the FSB Tavern stretched taut."So you dragged me out to the edge of Ironvale City at dawn just to convince me that Mirelle Ashen didn't send that dark magic blood-doll to my children?" I asked, my voice dropping an octave, cold and direct."She isn't capable of blood-cursing young pups, Lyra," Charles insisted, his dark eyes fiercely locked onto mine as he leaned over the wooden table. "I know her soul. Kaelen is relying on surface-level pack intelligence. What happened at her boutique in the lower district isn't enough to label her a rogue traitor working for Dr. Alis

"You think Kaelen Blackthorne ever got away with a move like that in his entire life?" Armand whispered, leaning close to Boyce as the heavy oak washroom door clicked shut.Boyce glanced sideways at Armand, a dry, sharp smirk pulling at his lip. "Probably not as fast as you got away with taking Selene Nightbane behind the arena bleachers last night."Armand choked on his own breath, his face going pale. "Boyce Shawn!" He lunged forward, locking his arm around Boyce’s neck in a desperate headlock. "Are you out of your mind? Speak quieter! If Kaelen hears you, he’ll tear my throat out before our first hockey match tomorrow!""Are you completely sure you want to hold onto me like this?" Boyce asked quietly, his tone flat, even, and entirely devoid of panic.Boyce was a trained shadow scout from the Northern border, and Armand knew his thin, athletic build wasn't going to hold up if Boyce decided to break his ribs. Armand slowly released his grip, stepping back with a muttered curse. "You

"Mummy, can we go to the ancient frost lake near the lower plaza?" Liora begged, pulling back from Kaelen's neck and bouncing on her heels. "Auntie Selene said there are red koi fish swimming under the clear ice! I want to feed them!"I looked up at Kaelen. His dark face was unreadable, but I could see the sudden shift in his posture—the rare softness in his eyes that only our children could evoke."We need to stay sharp for tomorrow's match, Lyra," Kaelen said softly, though his hand remained protective on Liora's back. "But an hour on the lower lake won't hurt.""Samuel!" I called out toward the training alcove. "Get your coat! We're going to the frost lake!"Samuel walked out a moment later, his small face serious as he strapped his iron-bladed skates to his leather belt. He didn't jump or cheer like his sister, but his golden eyes—so painfully identical to Kaelen's—lit up with quiet excitement.When we stepped out through the grand gates of the Crimson Fang Lodge, the bright winte

The heater inside the transport roared at full capacity, filling the cabin with thick, dry warmth.A short while later, the heavy vehicle ground to a sudden halt outside the iron gates of the Crimson Fang Lodge. Kaelen lifted me smoothly into his arms, carrying my limp, damp body out of the seat while the shadow guards rushed ahead, ushering Samuel and Liora safely through the main entrance.Armand had taken Elowen Frost out on a perimeter patrol around the lower border, leaving only Boyce behind in the lodge's lower lounge. Boyce had been sprawling across the leather sofa, flicking through tactical border reports on his communication tablet, but the second he heard the heavy wooden doors slam open, he sprang to his feet. Seeing a drenched Kaelen carrying my dripping, shuddering frame, his eyes widened in shock. "What in the hell happened out there?""Don't ask questions right now, Boyce," Kaelen growled, his Alpha aura flaring with frantic, territorial protective instincts. "Get Dire

“Get back in line, or I swear to the Moon Goddess I will break your spine myself,” Orion Nightbane snarled, his wolf clawing beneath his skin as he glared across the heavy mahogany table at Mirelle Ashen.“It is still in time to turn back,” Dr. Alistair Viremont advised her patiently from the corner of the medical bay, adjusting his glasses. “Patience has its limits, Mirelle. Think thoroughly and admit your mistakes. Lyra Nightbane is an Alpha’s daughter, but she is kind. She will give you a chance to turn over a new leaf if you show true remorse.”Mirelle’s shoulders shook before a harsh, bitter laugh tore from her throat. Her eyes flushed a violent, blood-stained crimson. She stared directly at Alistair’s disappointed face. “You should be the one realizing your errors and mending your ways! You sold your loyalty to an outsider!”Alistair closed his eyes, exhaling a slow, heavy breath. He knew she was beyond redemption. He had done what he could with a clear conscience as the pack ph