All Chapters of One Luna, Three Alphas: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

KiraI hear the footsteps before I see them, and that's the first mistake I've made in months.The rabbit is still warm in my hand, its neck snapped clean, and for one stupid, hungry second I let myself feel proud of that instead of paying attention to the ground under my feet. That's when I catch it. The scent marking the trees around me isn't ours. It isn't anyone's I recognize. It's claimed land, layered and reinforced the way only a serious pack marks its borders, and I'm standing dead center of it with blood still on my hands and no idea how far I've wandered."Toren," I breathe, already turning to retrace my steps.I don't get the chance.They come from two directions at once, which tells me everything I need to know before they even open their mouths. They didn't stumble on me. They tracked me. I bolt anyway, because eight months of surviving on nothing but instinct doesn't leave room for standing still and hoping for mercy, and within seconds I'm surrounded, four of them, wolv

KiraThey lead me into a wide hall with high beams and a long table at its center, and I count exits out of habit before I even register how many people are watching me do it.Six council members besides the alpha and his sons. Two guards behind me. No easy way out if this goes badly, and I already know, somewhere in the exhausted, calculating part of my brain that never fully shuts off, that it might."Bring her closer," says the man at the head of the table. Older, silver threading through dark hair, the kind of stillness that comes from decades of being obeyed without needing to raise his voice. "Let her stand where we can hear her properly."The guards walk me forward until I'm standing alone in the open space, wrists finally free but no less exposed for it. Elias, Kai, and Rhys have taken seats near their father, and even seated, even composed, I can feel all three of them watching me like I might disappear if they look away."I am Aldric," the older man says. "Alpha of this pack

Kira*The forest doesn't look the same going back.Fear sharpened every branch and shadow on the way in, every root a potential threat, and now, walking between two men who could tear apart anything that came at us without much effort, the same stretch of trees feels almost ordinary. Almost."You keep looking at the trees like they've done something to you," Elias says, breaking the quiet we've been walking in for several minutes."Habit." I glance at him sideways. "You spend enough time out here alone, you start reading everything as a threat until proven otherwise.""That sounds exhausting.""It is." A beat. "It's also why I'm alive."He doesn't answer right away, and I watch something complicated move across his face, admiration tangled with something darker, something that looks almost like anger on my behalf, though I can't imagine why a stranger would feel that on my account."How long were you tracking that rabbit," Rhys asks from my other side, his tone deliberately light, lik

KiraAshwood looks different walking in beside three of its own instead of dragged between guards with my hands bound.The training grounds I passed hours ago as a prisoner now register as something closer to a neighborhood, wolves sparring and laughing and calling insults at each other with the easy familiarity of people who've known each other their whole lives. Children chase each other between buildings. Someone's cooking something that smells like rosemary and roasted meat, and my stomach clenches so hard at the scent that I have to consciously stop myself from stumbling toward it like an animal.Toren notices too. His hand tightens in mine, and when I glance down at him his eyes are wide, cataloguing everything the way I taught him to, though there's something else underneath the wariness now, something that looks almost like longing."It's big," he says quietly."It is.""Bigger than Thornvale was."I don't answer that, because I don't trust my voice to hold steady if I try. Th

EliasThe council hall is packed by midday, more of the pack crammed into the space than I've seen gathered outside of a funeral or a formal challenge, and I don't like how many of them are watching Kira the second she steps through the doors.Father speaks first, his voice carrying easily across the hall without needing to be raised. "By now most of you have heard the rumors. I'm here to confirm them plainly, so nothing further gets exaggerated in the retelling. Three of my sons share a mate bond with the woman standing beside them. It is rare. It is legitimate. And she and her brother are to be treated as members of this pack, in full, effective immediately."A murmur runs through the crowd, some of it curious, some of it clearly skeptical, and I watch Kira hold herself perfectly still under the weight of all that attention, chin level, giving nothing away."Any concerns," Father continues, "come to me directly. Not to her. Not to my sons. To me."That should settle it. It mostly do