All Chapters of The Unmarked Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Eliana's pov "Why don't we make this more fun?" Kaylee my mate's adoptive sister beamed pausing her turning her livestream away from the crowd, "Skinny dipping. Who's up for it?"She threw it like an open invitation to everyone in the Packhouse swimming pool but her devious eyes were on Jakel, my mate and Alpha of Rhinewood pack.A rope tightened around my chest as he straightened on the lounge chair hand on the band of his shorts."Jakell!"I protested and he froze, eyes finding me at the edge of the pool like he just remembered I was there. "Babe, it's just a game. We do stuff like this all the time,""All the time?!"my voice pitched up and some of Jakel's friends started to chuckle, his closest friend and his beta Alex laughed out loud; "loosen up a bit, Eliana, this is just how we do it... We're friends here,""Yes, Eliana."Kaylee cooed from inside the pool, "... And I'm basically one of the boys anyways so it's not a big deal do I'd understand why you would be squeamish."she gi

Eliana's POVThe Crescent Line territory was hidden deep within the Silverpine Mountains—a place no map marked, no wolf dared trespass.I had grown up here.I had learned to fight here.I had buried my father here.And I had left it all behind for a man who never deserved me.The drive took six hours. I didn't stop once. My phone buzzed with messages from Marcus, but I ignored them. I wasn't ready to talk. I wasn't ready to explain.I just needed to be home.The border was marked by ancient runes carved into the trees—symbols only Crescent blood could see. I stepped out of the car and pressed my palm against the nearest trunk.The runes glowed silver.A moment later, the trees parted.Marcus was waiting on the other side.He stood tall and still, his dark hair pulled back, his arms crossed over his chest. He looked like our father—the same sharp jaw, the same piercing eyes.The same quiet strength."Eliana."His voice broke on my name.I ran to him.He caught me in his arms, holding m

Eliana's POVThree weeks passed like water through my fingers.I trained until my muscles screamed. I studied until my eyes burned. I shifted until my wolf and I moved as one—smooth, deadly, unstoppable.Marcus pushed me harder than anyone ever had."Again," he would say after every sparring match. "You're still holding back.""I'm not.""You are. You're afraid of your own power."He was right.I had spent four years hiding what I was. Dimming my light so Jakel could shine brighter. Suppressing my wolf so she wouldn't intimidate him.The Crescent Line carried ancient magic—the power of the first Luna, the mother of all wolves. It was a gift. A birthright.And I had buried it for a man who never deserved me.No more.---The morning of the summit, I stood before the mirror in my mother's house.The woman staring back at me was not the same Eliana who had drowned in that pool.Her hair was longer, braided tightly against her scalp. Her eyes were sharper—amber glowing with something anci

Eliana's POVThe moment I stepped out of that ring, something shifted inside me.Not the ground. Not the air around me.Something deeper.Something ancient.The spirits of the Lunas faded into mist, their whispers lingering like a blessing. My mother's form was the last to go. She looked at me with pride—not for winning, but for walking away.You chose mercy, she said without words. That is true strength.And then she was gone.I kept walking.Through the crowd.Past the whispers.Past the stares.I didn't stop until I reached the edge of the clearing where Marcus was waiting.He didn't say anything.He just opened his arms.I walked into them and let out a breath I had been holding for four years.---We broke camp before dawn.The Crescent warriors moved like shadows—silent, efficient, deadly. They dismantled the tents in minutes, packed our supplies, and formed a protective circle around me.No one spoke.No one needed to.They had seen what I did. They had watched the spirits rise

Eliana's POVI ran.Through the sacred stones. Past the Council's chambers. Into the forest.Marcus and Kieran followed, their wolves silent shadows behind me.The summons from the Council meant nothing now. The deliberation meant nothing. Kaylee had attacked my home. My pack. My family.She had made her choice.Now I would make mine.---We ran through the night.The moon hung low and heavy, casting silver light through the trees. My paws pounded against the earth, my breath coming in steady bursts. I didn't feel the cold. I didn't feel the distance. I only felt the fire burning in my chest.The messenger had said the attack came from the east. A raiding party. Two dozen wolves, maybe more. They had hit the outer patrols first, then moved toward the main compound.Vera was there.The children were there.The elders were there.I pushed harder.---We reached the Crescent Line territory just before dawn.Smoke rose from the tree line.I shifted mid-stride, my human form exploding from