Semua Bab MARKED BY THE FORGOTTEN LUNA: Bab 1 - Bab 10

The rain was brutal.The main hall of *Blackthorn Pack* reeked of cold and death. The grand chandeliers were dark. Only torches burned, throwing long shadows on the stone walls.In the center, on a marble bed, lay *Alpha Kael Veyron*.24 years old. Alpha of Blackthorn. The name that made rogues tremble. Today, he couldn’t even get out of bed.His body was burning with fever. Black veins spread across his neck like poison crawling under his skin."There’s no use," the Pack Doctor said, head lowered. "It’s been three days. Nothing is working. This… this is a curse, Alpha."Beta *Torin* clenched his fists. "Shut your mouth. Kael will be fine."Kael cracked his eyes open. His grey eyes were hazy. "Shut… up… all of you."That’s when the door creaked open. _Creeeak._Every head turned.A woman stood there. Long black coat. Hood up, hiding half her face. A small leather bag in her hand.Rainwater dripped from her boots onto the floor."Who are you?" Torin barked.The woman didn’t lowe

Three days passed.*Kael Veyron* was healing. The wound on his body had closed. But the wound in his mind… was getting deeper every day.Reason: *Lyra Wynter.*She came every morning. Gave the medicine. Left without a word. No eye contact. No name. Like he wasn’t the Alpha. Like he was air.And at night…At night Kael went insane.---*NIGHT 1*Kael closed his eyes.In the dream, he was back in that hall. The mating ceremony. *Lyra* in a white gown. 20 years old. Trembling."Kael, I’m your mate."And he said: "I reject you."Lyra turned. Ran into the rain.Kael called after her: "STOP!"She stopped. Turned.But this Lyra was older. 25. Cold. Blue eyes.She smiled faintly. "Too late, Alpha."And vanished.Kael’s eyes snapped open. Sweat. Out of breath.He looked at the bed. The pillow beside him was damp. From tears? No. From sweat."No," he clenched his fist. "I’m not weak."---*NIGHT 2*The same dream again.This time Lyra was alone in the forest. Wounded. Bleeding.Kael

Blood. The rainwater was turning red.*Kael Veyron* sat on the ground. *Lyra’s* head in his lap."LYRA! OPEN YOUR EYES!" he roared. His voice echoed through the forest.Blood was pouring from Lyra’s arm. The arrow was still in it. Her lips were turning blue. Breathing fast."Doctor!" Kael bellowed. "TORIN!"Torin and 4 guards appeared in 2 seconds."Move back, Alpha," Torin said.Kael held Lyra tighter. "I’m not letting go.""Alpha she’ll die! The arrow has to come out!"Kael looked at the arrow with shaking hands. Poisoned. Black.He closed his eyes. And snapped the arrow. The rest stayed inside.Lyra groaned and opened her eyes."Kael..." her voice was so faint."I’m here," Kael pressed her hair to his chest. "Nothing’s going to happen. You hear me? Nothing."Lyra gave a weak smile. "You… saved me again...""Shut up," Kael put a finger on her lips. "Don’t talk."Then clapping came from the forest.Clap. Clap. Clap.*Rylan Drake* jumped down from a tree. 10 guards with him. Soake

Blood.Lyra’s blood was warm on Kael’s hands."LYRA! STAY WITH ME!" Kael roared. His voice broke through the forest.The arrow was in her arm. Black poison spreading from the wound._Rylan_ was still standing there, smiling. "Told you. Only I have the cure."Kael didn’t look at him. He scooped Lyra up. "Torin. Back to the estate. NOW."Torin nodded. 4 guards cleared the path.Behind them, Rylan’s voice followed: "You have 2 hours, Kael. After that, she dies. Come to me if you want her to live."Kael didn’t answer. He was already running.Rain. Blood. Lyra’s faint breathing on his chest.`Not again. Not again I lose her.`---_BLACKTHORN ESTATE - HEALING ROOM_Torin and 2 healers surrounded the bed."We have to cut it out, Alpha," the elder healer said. "The poison is spreading.""Do it," Kael said. Shirt off. Hands shaking but voice steady.Lyra was unconscious. Pale. Lips blue.The moment the blade touched her skin, Kael grabbed the healer’s wrist. "Be careful.""We will, Alpha."2 h

Dawn.The basement of _Blackthorn Mansion_ was dark. Only one torch was burning._Kael_ stood at the head of the table. In front of him, 3 old men chained. _Elder Varis, Elder Morn, Elder Sera._5 years ago these 3 told him: "Reject her or the pack dies."Today they would spit the truth. Or die.Torin stood at the door. Weapon in hand.Kael's voice was ice. "Last chance. Tell the truth."Varis spat. "We did what we did for the pack."Kael took one step forward. "For the pack? Or for your pockets?"Morn's eye twitched.Kael saw it. "Speak."Sera bowed his head. "Fine... fine. It wasn't just fear of war."Kael's fist clenched. "Then what was it?"Varis closed his eyes. "Your father... Alpha Dren made a deal with Drakhold. 50,000 gold coins. If you rejected Lyra."The room went silent.Kael felt like someone had stabbed him in the chest."Money?" his voice shook. "You sold my mate for 50,000?"Sera whispered: "Drakhold's Alpha was Rylan's father. He said if there was no alliance, he