All Chapters of NEON WOLVES: THE EXILED LUNA’S CODE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Chapter 1: System RejectionThe electric violet and neon emerald lights of Neo-Aethel pulsed like a violent, living heart against the smog-choked sky. Tonight was the Cyber-Moon Gala, the most critical night of the fiscal year for the Obsidian Syndicate. Millions of viewers across the upper sectors were plugged directly into the neural stream, watching the annual Biometric Sync-Altar through their cybernetic optical implants. The digital traffic was at an all-time high, broadcasting live to every screen floating in the metropolitan skyline.I pulled tightly at the high collar of my crimson dress, my palms slick with cold sweat. I stood at the very back of the glowing obsidian stage, completely out of place among the elite heirs of the pack. Around me, the high-born werewolf ladies wore premium, silver-threaded gowns that shimmered with changing holographic patterns. Their claws were tipped with laser-sharpened carbon fiber, catching the artificial glare of the studio lights. They were

The Primordial AwakeningThe Citadel of Obsidian-Under did not look like the sterile, white-lit corporate towers of my old pack. This was an underground metropolis carved directly into a massive volcanic cavern—a city of dark steel, glowing crimson neon pipes, and raw, unfiltered cybernetic energy. Here, the outcasts, the hackers, and the true primal werewolves lived without corporate trackers or compliance chips.I woke up on a bed of heavy black silk inside the master tower room.My body felt... entirely different. The deep, burning ache of the broken mate bond was gone, replaced by a rhythmic, powerful pulse of energy circulating through my chest. The phantom wires that had bound my heart to Kaelen's network had been completely purged. I sat up, pushing the heavy silk sheets aside, and walked toward the floor-length smart-mirror lining the stone wall.I let out a soft gasp, my hand flying to my mouth as the screen activated.The pale, exhausted girl from the stage was gone. The tox

The System ProtocolThe digital contract floating above Kaelen’s head didn't just dissolve—it completely fractured into millions of blinding red shards.The moment Valerius clicked the detonator, a massive, un-hackable analog virus code shot from our warship’s servers straight into the convention center's primary mainframe. Across the entire city of Neo-Aethel, the white corporate lights instantly flickered and turned a dark, blood-red syndicate crimson. The infrastructure was resetting."The main servers are down! The database is bleeding!" the high-ranking tech-investors screamed, scrambling toward the clogged exits as their personal tablets and cybernetic eyes began to display a single, flashing silver wolf emblem. "All our assets... they're being transferred to Obsidian-Under! We're wiped!"Kaelen looked up at the red corporate lights, his chest heaving with pure, unadulterated panic. He looked at the shattered contract, then back to my face, realization finally crushing his soul.