All Chapters of THE LUNA HE THREW AWAY: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter 31: Aldric’s Answer

His words hit me hard, heavier than the silence after a fight. For a moment, doubt crept in, cold and sharp. Was this victory enough, or just the first crack in the stone? I thought about the enemies still hiding, the promises I’d made, and the fear that something older and crueler might take this chance away. Every bruise from the fights that brought me here ached in memory. The scars under my skin felt fresh, reminders of what I’d already paid. I wanted to believe we had won something lasting, but hope felt thin, stretched over a bruise that never healed. Responsibility pressed down like armor I never chose, the weight settling into my bones. I wondered if I could carry it, if those before me had doubted themselves too, or if their fears were lost in the stories that survived. Still, some stubborn part of me wanted to believe this was more than survival, that we could make something better if I held on. I nodded, letting his warning settle inside me.Cass joined us, her face pale bu

Chapter 32: The Sovereign’s Judgment

The moon hung above us, but the celebration was already breaking down. The fire was hot, voices rose and fell, but an uneasy feeling still hung in the air. Tension crawled up my spine and stayed there. Whenever someone laughed, it faded too quickly. The Hollow was waiting, and everyone knew it, even if they pretended otherwise.I stood at the edge, watching the crowd. Jax was somewhere in the middle, grinning and making jokes. “Luna’s first decree: better food in the kitchen,” he teased. Cass laughed, but her eyes flicked to the trees every few seconds. Fen leaned against a root, carving spirals into wood. He was unreadable as ever. Kael moved through the circle, silent and careful, as he always did when he sensed trouble.Aldric sat alone, just outside the firelight, his face shadowed, his posture slumped. No one approached him. Even Silas, his Beta, kept his distance, eyes locked on the crowd as if waiting for orders that would never come.And then, like the world had been waiting f

Chapter 33: After

The Hollow was quiet, but outside, the world was anything but calm.The Council convened in emergency session before dawn. Silas, representing Thornridge, tabled a motion to recognise the Sovereign’s claim. Rowan Ashveil seconded it. The vote was quick and brutal: three abstentions, two furious dissents. Dara Ironveil signed her support, but her face was tight, her eyes wary. The packs had spent generations pretending Sovereigns were a myth. Now, with the moon’s answer, they couldn’t pretend anymore.Aldric was removed from the Council on medical grounds. Not stripped of his title, just quietly pushed aside, the way powerful men are when their usefulness has run out. The Silver Cells were ordered closed. Cass oversaw it personally, her hands steady as she broke locks and burned records. Jax was officially reinstated as a Thornridge pack member, his rank raised, so that he never had to work in the kitchens again unless he wanted to. He said he might want to. He liked cooking.The Counc

Chapter 34: The Choice

I woke to Cass hammering. She broke the last Silver Cells, jaw tight and hands blistered. Those cells held prisoners for years. Their bars were lined with silver to drain strength and kill hope of escape. When the first uprisings started, the Council secretly ordered these cages, thinking silver could keep dissenters and shifters in check. It showed how much they feared what they couldn’t control. Destroying the cells was more than breaking cages; it removed a tool the Council used to keep power. Metal rang through the trees, the closest thing to music the Hollow had heard in a long time.By the time I dragged myself over, she’d already broken two locks and thrown the keys into the pool. I picked up a hammer and joined her. The final lock was old, rusted, and stubborn as hell. I hit it again and again until my hands went numb, until my breath was ragged.Cass didn’t say thanks. She just leaned on the bars, sweat running down her face, and stared at me like she was seeing me for the fir

Chapter 35: Sovereign

I didn’t know if I would stay or leave. I didn’t know what I owed to the world that tried to erase me. Part of me wanted to run, to let go of every duty and leave the past behind. Another part hoped that all this loss could mean something, that I could make it matter. I was afraid. If I stayed, I might end up like those before me, lost to old mistakes. But leaving felt like giving up on the people who still needed someone to fight for them. I wasn’t sure which choice would cost me more. It was my choice now. And that was everything.In the dark, Cass found me, her voice soft. “You know what you are now?”I shook my head. “Not yet. But I know what I’m not.”She smiled. “That’s a start.”The Hollow breathed, and the world held its breath.Tomorrow, I will answer. Tonight, I just let myself be.Six weeks after the Rite, the Hollow was ordinary. Ordinary meant nothing hurt, and nothing was easy. The pool was still. I didn’t look into it. I didn’t need to anymore.The morning was gray, the

Chapter 36: The Price of Power

If you want to know the cost of being the Sovereign, try waking up every day knowing the world is waiting for you to slip.I used to think the hardest part of Sovereignty would be the politics, or the violence, or the pack mothers whispering in the market. It’s not. It’s waking up to the sound of your own heart racing, wondering if today is the day your luck runs out.The Hollow felt uneasy. Our hidden refuge, once a fortress of tangled roots and old magic and now the only home we had, seemed to breathe with tension. Jax had left early to barter for kitchen supplies and gossip. Cass was gone too, chasing rumours about old Council allies who still hadn’t shown themselves. The Council, that broken circle who once ruled and betrayed us, had scattered, but their shadow still lingered. I was alone with my thoughts and Fen’s note burning a hole in my pocket.I read it again. Found something. You’re going to want to see this.What did he mean? Records, bodies, a survivor? Fen was never crypt

Chapter 37: The Sovereign’s Fever

The first thing I learned about surviving in a world that wants you dead: never trust the quiet. Quiet is just the world holding its breath before it breaks your ribs.Cass’s warning rattled around my skull, colliding with Fen’s note and Kael’s heartbeat still echoing in my skin. I scrambled upright, adrenaline burning away the last of my exhaustion.Kael was on his feet in a blink, knife in hand. He scanned the trees, tension radiating off him in waves. Cass caught her breath, eyes too wide, hands shaking.“I saw them,” she said. “Old Growth shadows. Not wolves, or Exiles. Something else, something with silver eyes and marks I’ve never seen.” She shivered, eyes distant. “They moved like smoke through the trees, but the air around them went cold. Their skin looked like charcoal split with veins of light. The marks twisted and glowed, and when they looked at me, the shadows between the branches felt alive.”Kael’s jaw flexed. “Feral?”Cass shook her head. “Worse. They moved like they k

Chapter 38: The Hollow’s Teeth

You never really understand what fear is until you hear someone you love scream your name in the dark and there’s nothing but trees between you and the sound.The Hollow ate the torchlight. I was running. Kael was just ahead of me, Cass behind, cursing as she tripped on roots. Jax’s scream was already fading. It was replaced by a sickening silence that made the hair on my arms stand up. I didn’t think; I just pushed, the Sovereign fire in me burning like a fever. It was the oldest magic of our kind- bright, wild, hungry. It was alive under my skin and never quite under control. Sometimes it felt like hope. Sometimes, like the edge of panic- hot and reckless, alive with possibility if I could just keep it from spilling out. All heat, all hunger, and too much power for one body to hold. My legs didn’t want to work. I made them.“Jax!” I shouted. “Jax, answer me!”No reply. Just the snap of a branch, a ragged breath, the echo of something big moving too fast for any human.Kael was hunti

Chapter 39: The Anchor Trial

We moved fast. Cass led, Kael at my side, Jax limping behind us but refusing to stay put. The Hollow felt different, like it was holding its breath. Every tree seemed to lean closer, every shadow a threat.The path curved, then split. Cass paused, sniffed the air. “They’re north. By the Dead Oak.”We ran.The Dead Oak was a blackened skeleton, massive, hollowed by fire years ago. Fen stood beneath it, arms folded, tattoos coiling up his neck like smoke. Marek was beside him, too relaxed, too sure. Behind them, three more Exile-wolves waited, eyes sharp, bodies tense.Fen didn’t look at us as we arrived. He just stared into the hollow trunk, face unreadable.Kael stepped forward, all teeth and threat. “What is this?”Marek smiled. “A trial. Fen’s idea.”I glanced at Fen. “You’re letting him talk for you now?”Fen’s lips curled in something that might have been a smile, or a warning. “I’m not letting anyone do anything. But you need to see what’s inside.”Jax winced as he dropped to sit

Chapter 40: The Exile King’s Mark

We had just climbed out from the hollow of the Dead Oak when the sky split apart. It wasn’t thunder, but a sound older and harsher, almost a howl, but too big, too knowing. We all froze. Even Fen, who never flinched, stared up at the black branches and stayed still.Kael’s hand found mine, instinct, not romance. Cass drew her knife. Jax stopped joking. Marek just grinned, teeth too white, eyes shining like coins.“That’s him,” Marek said. “The king you thought was a legend.”I wanted to say I wasn’t scared. I wanted to say I’d faced worse. But I remembered the fire from the old Sovereign stories. Every Sovereign is born with a mark somewhere on their body, a living rune in silver or black. People say the magic chooses its shape. The mark is more than a brand. It’s the source of everything, the thing that lets us use power where the world is thin. Most are chosen as children, taken from ordinary families as soon as their magic stirs, and given a task: to keep balance wherever old power

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