All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S FORBIDDEN LUNA: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Lyra Thorne's POV"Take your hand off the wall, Marcus." I did not recognize my own voice. It sounded small and cracked, like a girl calling from the bottom of a well. "Take it off right now. The stone is glowing under your glove, and I think you already know why."The courtyard was falling apart around us. Wolves shouted over one another. Elders argued in tight, angry knots. Somewhere behind me Damon was roaring that the stone was a trick, and Corwin was banging his gavel on a table nobody was sitting at. I heard none of it. I only saw the tall Enforcer standing at the gate arch, his palm flat against the old gray wall, and the thin silver light leaking between his fingers.Marcus Reyes looked down at his hand as if it belonged to someone else. He pulled it back fast. The glow faded from the wall like a candle being pinched out."It is the cold," he said. "The stones hold the cold. It is nothing, Lyra.""Then take off the glove.""I will not be ordered around by a kitchen Omega.""Th

Lyra Thorne's POV"Throw the bowl if you want," Marcus said. "I would rather you throw it than sit there looking at me like that."I did throw it. It hit the wall beside his head and burst into pieces of stew and clay. He did not flinch. He only stood in the open doorway of the guest room with his arms at his sides, breathing hard, as if the bowl had been a fair answer."Three hours," I said. "You have stood outside my door for three hours, and now you bring me soup.""You did not eat the bread.""I do not want your bread!""Then you are as stubborn as our father." He almost smiled. It vanished at once, and he came inside and shut the door and stood with his back against it. The room was small and cold. There was a narrow bed, a barred window, a washbasin with a crack in it. Somewhere in the hall an Enforcer coughed. "I will not stay long. I want to say something and then I will go.""Then say it.""I am sorry."I laughed. It was an ugly sound. "That is what you brought me? Two words?

Lyra Thorne's POV"You did not tell me about the ledger. You did not tell me about the ring. I had to hear it from the man who used to make you scrub floors."Briar's voice was low and wobbly. She stood in the kitchen doorway with a lantern in each hand, her red curls flattened by the rain, her eyes flashing. It was nearly dawn. Marcus had bribed a sleepy guard to let us slip out through the servants' passage. Now she was blocking the last door with her whole body."Briar, I do not have time," I said."You never do.""Kaelan is trapped in a vault!""And I am your friend!" Her voice cracked on the last word, loud enough that a pot rattled on its hook. "Nine years. I sat up with you when your knuckles were bleeding. I covered your shifts. I lied to Marcus so many times I could draw his face when he was angry. And you did not trust me with one page of paper."It hurt. It hurt more than I expected. I looked at her, at the shine in her eyes, and something inside me wanted to hit back. I ha

Lyra Thorne's POV"You came alone. I am moved, truly." Titus turned from the view with a warm smile. "Your father would have brought an army. That is the difference between the Thornes. He trusted his strength. You trust your heart."The northern ridge was cold and open. The sun hung low and red behind the pines, and the wind pulled at my hair. Below us the whole Ashwood valley lay in shadow, the roofs of the pack house small as toys. Two of Titus's guards stood at a distance with their hands on their swords. Kaelan and Marcus had wanted to follow me. I had made them stay behind the tree line, out of sight, and I could feel the bond humming at my back like a hand."I did not come alone," I said. "I came unarmed. That is different."The wind gusted, and I smelled woodsmoke from the valley and the sharp green scent of the pines. My fingers had gone numb inside my sleeves. I pressed my heels into the frozen ground and told myself to stay steady."Sharp. Good." Titus took a folded parchme

Lyra Thorne's POV"I told you they would come for you. I told you, and you did not listen, and now I have blood on my dress and my grandmother's ring in the dirt."Briar was screaming, and I could barely hear her. My ears were ringing. The kitchen storeroom had turned into a ruin. Shelves lay smashed. Flour drifted in the air like snow. Three men in blue armbands sprawled across the flagstones, groaning, one of them holding an arm bent at a wrong angle. And in the middle of it all, I stood with my hands open at my sides and my breath tearing out of me in ragged sobs.I had not moved. That was the terrible part. One moment the first man had grabbed my wrist, hissing something about Alpha Crane's orders. The next moment the world had gone red and quiet, and something older than I was had climbed up through my chest and answered for me."Lyra." Kaelan was in the doorway, his sword half drawn. "Lyra, look at me.""I did that.""You defended yourself.""I did not decide to." My voice was t