All Chapters of Queen Luna's Return: I am no longer yours, HUSBAND : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Trent's POVDarius moved first. He closed the distance between us in seconds and his fist connected with my jaw before I could fully react. Pain exploded through my skull and I staggered backward. The crowd gasped but I barely heard them. All I could focus on was staying upright and not collapsing in front of everyone watching."Too slow," Darius said.He came at me again with a combination of strikes that forced me into defensive mode. Each blow felt like getting hit with a sledgehammer. This was the power Jerome had warned me about. Raw overwhelming force that could break bones with ease. I dodged the next punch and countered with a strike to his ribs. My fist connected solidly but Darius barely flinched.He grabbed my arm and twisted. I felt something pop in my shoulder. Not dislocated but close. He threw me across the arena and I hit the ground hard enough to knock the wind from my lungs. Dust filled my mouth and I could taste blood mixed with dirt."Get up," Darius said. "I expec

  Jerome's POV The victory over Darius brought temporary peace but I knew better than to celebrate too soon. Politics in the supernatural world moved fast and alliances shifted like sand. We needed to consolidate our position before the next threat emerged. I spent the days following Trent's recovery reaching out to packs that had supported us during the challenge and strengthening those bonds. Alpha Donovan of the Northern Ridge Pack was the first to respond. He had been one of the few who publicly opposed the Preservation Alliance from the start.  "Your Alpha showed true courage," Donovan said when we met. "That kind of strength deserves respect and support. You have my pack's loyalty." "We appreciate that," I said. "But loyalty alone might not be enough. We need a formal alliance. One that will hold if the coalition regroups." Donovan nodded slow

  Trent's POV I was still reeling from the failed binding ritual when Jerome brought me the news. A vampire delegation had arrived at our borders and requested an audience. My first instinct was to refuse. We had enough problems without adding vampires to the mix. But Jerome's expression told me this was not a request we could ignore. "Who sent them?" I asked. "Lord Viktor," Jerome said. His voice was carefully neutral but I heard the tension underneath. "He claims to have information about Ryan and the prophecy." I felt my blood run cold. Viktor was not just any vampire. He was ancient and powerful and one of the most influential leaders in the vampire world. If he was taking an interest in Ryan, it meant the situation was even more complicated than I had feared. "How many are in his delegation?" I asked. "Five," Jerome said. "Vikto

 Celine's POV The words from the torn page haunted me every waking moment. Beware the betrayer within the family. I could not stop thinking about them. Could not stop wondering who the warning meant. Someone close to us. Someone we trusted. Someone who would destroy everything we had built. I started watching everyone differently. Devon came to visit with updates on pack security and I found myself analyzing every word he said. Was he too eager to help? Too interested in Ryan's schedule?  Alpha Collins sent a message offering additional support and I stared at the letter for an hour looking for hidden meanings. Even Granny Bridget who had been nothing but kind made me wonder when she asked too many questions about Ryan's development. The paranoia was eating me alive from the inside out. I could not sleep. Every night I lay awake listening to the sounds of the ho

  Trent's POV Jerome's warning came true faster than any of us expected. Three days after our confrontation about Operation Safeguard, the attack came. It was not a small group of rogues or a single assassination attempt. This was a full scale coordinated assault on our territory and it was clear from the first moment that someone with serious resources had organized it. The alarm sounded at dawn. I was already awake and dressed when the first explosions rocked the estate. Glass shattered and smoke filled the air and the sounds of fighting erupted from every direction. I shifted immediately and ran toward the source of the chaos.  My wolf senses picked up dozens of unfamiliar scents. Rogues. Mercenaries. Some creatures I had never encountered before. "Protect the nursery!" I roared through the mind link. "All guards to Ryan's location now!" Jerome's