Alle Kapitel von THE ALPHA'S FORBIDDEN LUNA: Kapitel 41 – Kapitel 50

Greta woke in the infirmary two hours later, disoriented and terrified, with no memory of anything beyond serving breakfast to the kitchen staff that morning. The frost that had crept across the courtyard stones during her episode had long since melted, but Selene found she couldn't stop glancing toward the window regardless, half expecting to see it creeping back."I don't understand," Greta said, voice shaking as Fenna checked her vitals for the third time, Selene and Kael watching from the doorway with careful, measured patience. "One moment I was slicing bread. The next, I was here, and everyone's looking at me like I've done something terrible.""You haven't done anything," Selene said gently, crossing to sit beside the bed. "Something happened to you, Greta. Something none of us fully understand yet. We need your help figuring out what."Greta's hands twisted anxiously in her lap. "What kind of something?"Kael crouched at her other side, his voice carefully neutral despite the

Selene didn't sleep that night, though not for lack of trying. Instead, she lay beside Kael in the darkened room, eyes closed, deliberately reaching toward the shared dream that had haunted her nights since the ritual, hoping desperately that whatever connection bound them together might offer answers neither waking research nor fragmented memory could provide.The ice and stone came first, familiar now after weeks of nightly visitation — but this time, Selene pushed further, following the woman's distant singing voice deeper into the vision than she'd ever dared before.The landscape shifted around her, resolving into something more solid, more real. She stood in a vast hall carved from ice and ancient stone, standing stones far older than the ones at Ashwood's northern ridge rising in a circle around a central dais. And there, seated upon that dais, sat two figures — the silver-eyed Warden she'd met at the tree line, and beside her, another woman, nearly identical in bearing and anc

The woman waiting at the gates looked nothing like Selene had expected — young, weathered from travel, dark hair matted with dust and sweat, a satchel clutched against her chest like something she'd rather die than surrender. Blisters had split across both her heels where her boots had worn through, and she stood with the particular stiffness of someone who'd walked far longer than her body was built for."You're the ones looking for answers about the child," she said, before anyone could speak, eyes darting between Kael and Selene with obvious recognition. "Word travels, even to places that try hard not to listen.""Who are you?" Selene asked."My name is Ines," the woman said. "I worked alongside Rhea for six years before Vale's men found us. I hid when they came. I've regretted it every day since." Her voice cracked on the admission, guilt visible beneath the exhaustion of her journey. "I heard the girl survived. I heard there was a search for anyone who knew what Rhea knew. I coul

"Say it plainly," Kael said, stepping forward with the particular calm Selene had learned meant he was holding fury and fear in careful, deliberate balance. "What sacrifice?" Behind him, the first grey edge of dawn had begun creeping over the valley's ridge, and Selene found herself acutely aware of how little time that gave them to decide anything at all.The Warden's silver eyes moved across the assembled group, weighing each face before she answered. "The binding here was never meant to be permanent," she said. "It was a containment, built to hold Corvain until something stronger could be found. Three centuries later, nothing stronger has ever been discovered." Her gaze settled on Ronan. "What's forming inside you is not simply corruption. It is a bridge. Once complete, it will allow her to pour what remains of her strength directly through you, into this world, unbound by the limitations that have kept her fragmented and weak for centuries." She paused, glancing toward the temple'

"Ronan?" Fenna's voice shook as she backed away instinctively, hands raised, though she clearly had no idea what defence might work against whatever now looked out through his eyes. Her herbs lay scattered across the stone where she'd dropped them, forgotten entirely.The figure that had been Ronan rose slowly, movements fluid in a way that felt wrong on a body built for ordinary human motion, joints bending with an unnatural, unhurried grace. When he spoke, two voices layered over each other, Ronan's familiar warmth buried beneath something colder and infinitely older."You redirected the strain rather than absorbing it," the voice said, addressing Selene and Kael with detached, clinical interest. "Clever. Costly, but clever. I had not expected either of you to survive contact directly."Kael moved between the thing wearing Ronan's face and Selene, gold flooding his eyes entirely, every line of him coiled for violence despite his obvious exhaustion. "Let him go.""I am not holding hi