All Chapters of The Alpha's Sinful Luna : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Luna Valerius “You belong to me.” The Alpha’s voice was so commanding it had carved itself into my mind. In the forest, the sound of silver bullets still echoed. Or maybe it was the cracking of bones. Three people wouldn’t make that much noise. There had to be more hunters. What had I stumbled into? It wasn’t the hunters I feared, though. It was the silver. I knew how much silver burned. I’d never been wounded before, but the thought of that cold metal touching my skin made my very soul tremble. While I held my breath in terror, Silas didn’t even lift his head from my neck. It was as if the world had stopped, time had dissolved, and only we remained, caught in that poisonous pull. “Silver,” I whispered, afraid. “Don’t be frightened, little stranger.” His voice was a low, raspy growl rising from his ribcage. “While I’m here, no one can touch you.” “But—” I stammered, but a voice from the darkness choked the words in my throat. “Alpha! Border breach. The silver hunters

Silas Vane The dark was my only faithful friend. After my sister was killed, I wandered this forest like a ghost for years. I had sworn to kill anyone who crossed my border without my permission. Not even a bird could fly here without my leave. Until that night. Until Drake Valerius. The man who murdered my sister in my own woods. I went for revenge. To tear out the Valerius bloodline by the roots. To spill their blood over my sister’s fresh grave. When her brother killed my innocent sister, I made a vow. I would take their most precious thing. I thought Luna was their most precious. But they saw her as a curse. When her father, that coward King Valerius, offered his own five year old daughter to me to save his hide, my stomach turned. “She is cursed,” he said, trembling. “The witch said she will bring ruin to the pack. Take her. Do what you will. Just leave us.” He had thrown his own daughter out. She lived in a hut in the woods. That night, when I entered that ramshackle cabin

Luna Valerius“Make your choice, Silas,” my father roared, slamming his silver-engraved cane against the cracking stone floor. “Either you hand that cursed girl over to me, or tonight you watch your pack burn.”Silas stepped in front of me like a wall, that dark growl rumbling from his chest and shaking the whole hall. His claws had already ripped free, tearing at the tiles.“The moment you set foot on my lands, you signed your death warrant, Valerius,” Silas said, his voice a thunderous snarl. “Not a single wolf in my pack will kneel to your mongrel army. Especially not when you’ve come to take what’s mine.”“I’m not yours,” I shouted, hands trembling as I raised the dagger at both of them. “Both of you, stop treating me like a piece of meat.”That was when the huge stained-glass windows exploded with a deafening crash. The moment the crazed wolves of the Eastern Pack poured in, the hall turned to hell.“Luna, I told you to get behind me,” Silas yelled, ripping through the throat of

Luna Valerius No one was speaking. No one was breathing. Silas was not moving."Is this a joke?" he said at last. Dante shook his head."I wish it were." Silas's jaw tightened."Aria is dead," he said, fury in his voice."Yes," said Dante. "That's what I thought too.""I held her funeral," Silas said, gripping his hair, pulling at it."I know," said Dante, fear creeping in."I built her grave," he said. He was in shock."I know," Dante said again. He seemed at a loss."Then tell me who the hell is standing at the door, Dante!"His final words exploded through the hall. Even Dante drew back. Hestia swallowed slowly."I saw her too," Hestia said, trembling. Silas turned on her in rage."Hestia."The woman closed her eyes."Believe me, Silas. I saw her.""Impossible," Silas said."Yes," Dante whispered. "Impossible. The dead cannot return."And then, from outside the castle, a woman's voice rang out."Are you sure about that, brother?"My heart stopped. All color drained from Silas's fa