Semua Bab MOON BOUND: BROKEN BY THE PACK: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Ivy's POV My eyes snapped open to the heavy, oppressive scent of cedar and rain. The mattress sank beneath a suffocating weight beside me. I turned my head, my breath catching in my throat as my pulse hammered against my ribs. A man was lying next to me. His broad, muscular back was exposed, painted with silver scars and the dark tracing of pack tattoos. My breath hitched. “Who is—” Then the memories slammed into my chest like a physical blow. The crimson glow of the blood moon. The agonizing, bone-snapping fever of my very first shift. The undeniable, soul-crushing pull of a bond snapping into place. Cassian. "Cassian?" I whispered, my voice trembling as panic surged through my veins. He didn't move for a second, then his shoulders tensed. "You're awake," he said, his tone utterly devoid of heat. "What... What happened last night?" I gasped, pulling the velvet sheet up to my chin, my heart hammering like a trapped bird. "Nothing that matters," he answered flatly, swinging

Ivy's POVThe massive gray wolf hit the damp forest floor with a heavy, bone-rattling thud, its golden eyes wild and wild-scented fur bristling as it slid to a halt mere feet from my boots.I stumbled backward into the pine needle mud, my pulse screaming against my throat, my hands instinctively flying up to protect my face.The beast snorted, a thick puff of steam rising from its snout into the crisp morning air, before its form shifted, bones popping and muscles snapping back into a human shape.Gideon, the border patrol captain, stood before me, pulling his leather tunic down over his chest. He didn't look at me with cruelty, his expression was far worse, it was weighed down by heavy, suffocating pity."Alpha's orders, Ivy," Gideon said softly, his voice gravelly. "I am to escort you to the lower sector. You aren't permitted near the high gates again.""Lower sector?" I whispered, my voice cracking as I pulled my battered duffel bag against my ribs. "Father said I was banished.""A

Ivy's POVThe freezing rain poured down in relentless sheets, washing over my face and soaking through my tattered sweater as I pushed past the western scent boundary.Every step away from the pack lands felt like dragging heavy iron chains through thick mud, but the new, fragile life growing inside me gave my legs strength. My wolf, Vanya, curled tightly in the back of my mind, holding her breath as we stepped off the dirt trail and onto the cold, paved asphalt of the human world.By sunrise, the rain had stopped, leaving behind a thick, grey fog that blanketed the small border town of Silver Creek. Humans shuffled past me on the cracked sidewalks, huddled inside their coats, completely oblivious to the supernatural world thriving just a few miles beyond the pine trees. To them, I was just a bruised, homeless girl clutching a dirty duffel bag.My body ached with a deep, bone-crushing exhaustion. My jaw throbbed where Marcus had struck me, and the scrapes along my elbows stung with ev

Ivy's POVThe train whistle shrieked through the freezing night air, its sharp metallic echo reverberating off the brick buildings of Oakhaven. I sprinted toward the sound, but every step felt like driving broken glass into the soles of my feet.The heavy duffel bag slashed against my shoulder with every stride, bouncing violently against my spine. Rain had turned to slush, coating the cobblestones in a slippery slick of ice. My lungs burned like open flames, and the metallic taste of pure blood filled the back of my throat.Faster, Ivy! Vanya urged, her voice frantic, echoing inside the cavernous silence of my mind. They are right behind us! I can smell the damp fur! I can smell the iron on their armor!I didn't turn around. I didn't dare to look back. The rhythmic, heavy thud of massive paws echoed through the narrow alleyway behind me, cutting through the splash of my own frantic footsteps.Cassian’s tracking hounds.They hadn't just tracked me to the bakery; they were closing the

Ivy's POVGarrett’s heavy boot dug deeper into my stomach. The metal toe pinched against my skin through my thin sweater."Last chance, Ivy," Garrett growled, grabbing my throat tighter. "Where is Martha?"I gasped for air, my hands clawing at his thick leather gloves. My vision swam with dark spots. "My mother... is dead... she died... years ago...""Liar!" Garrett shouted. He pulled his fist back and slammed it straight into my face.Pain exploded across my nose and cheekbone. Blood burst from my nostrils, warm and metallic, filling my mouth and spilling down my chin. My head cracked hard against the concrete wall behind me."Aveline knows she's alive!" Garrett yelled, punching me in the ribs.A sharp, breaking pain shot through my side. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't scream. Tears of raw agony burned my eyes, mixing with the hot blood on my face."Where is she hiding?!" Garrett demanded. He grabbed my hair again, yanking my head back until my neck felt like it would snap. "Which hu