All Chapters of The Banished Luna's Awakening: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Rose

MATTEO It had been five years since I rejected Lara and banished her from the pack. Five fucking years since I stood before the Moon Goddess, severed the bond she had given me, and convinced myself I was doing the right thing. Five years since I made Selene my Luna and gave me what everyone claimed the pack needed—a strong heir. A Daughter. Yet not a single day had passed that I could honestly say I was happy. In the beginning, guilt consumed me. It was everywhere. In every corner of the packhouse. In every meeting. In every quiet moment before sleep. My wolf, Storm, had fallen into a permanent state of mourning the day Lara left. No matter how much I commanded him, he refused to move on—refused to accept another mate—refused to forget. Shifting had become torture. Every bone-cracking change felt like thousands of burning needles stabbing beneath my skin. The pack healers couldn't explain it. The elders called it stress. They didn't understand that Storm was was still mourning

Quadruplets' Birthday I

My fingers tightened around the glass until it almost cracked. “Matteo?”Selene’s voice cut through the noise in my head.I blinked. She had stopped a few steps away, Rose still clutching the drawing at her side, watching me with that careful, uncertain expression children put on when they sense something is off but don’t yet understand what.Selene’s eyes searched my face. “Are you alright?”Of course, I wasn’t. But the words that came out were practiced, automatic. “I’m fine.”Rose tilted her head. “Do you like it?”That small voice sounded soft and hopeful.I exhaled. Then I crouched. Just enough to bring myself to Rose’s height. My gaze dropped to the crooked sun again. “…You made this?” I asked quietly.Rose nodded fast. “Yes! I drew all of us. Look, that’s you in the middle. You’re the biggest because you’re Alpha.”A flicker moved through my chest. Unfairly warm. I reached out and took the cardboard from her small hands.Then I swallowed and spoke in a voice rougher than I int

Quadruplets' Birthday II

The girls beamed. Lyra threw her arms around my neck without warning. “Thank you, Mom.” Maria followed a second later, nearly knocking us all over. “We’re the prettiest princesses in the pack!” “Careful,” I laughed, steadying them. “Princesses who wrinkle their dresses before the party starts are still getting scolded.” That earned matching giggles. Before either of them could launch into another argument about which princess outranked the other, a knock sounded at the door. A second later, the door burst open. "Are they ready yet?" Lucien's voice echoed through the hallway. "Obviously not," Kael replied. "If they were ready, we'd already be downstairs." While Ryker stood silently, leaning against the door. The quadruplets immediately rushed forward. "Uncle Lucien!" "Uncle Kael!" "Uncle Ryker!" The boys practically tackled them. Lucien caught Noah before he could crash into him. Kael effortlessly lifted Maria into his arms. Ryker scooped up Lyra while Caius

The Summit

LARANina stood beside me while Evelyn hovered on my other side, both women moving with the quiet efficiency of people who had prepared leaders for events like this countless times before. The room hummed with restrained anticipation as they made the final adjustments to my attire for the summit that would begin in only a an hour.Nina straightened the sleeve of my fitted jacket while Evelyn fussed over smaller details, smoothing the fabric near my shoulders and adjusting the silver clasp at my collar.Evelyn was one of the Eastern Pack's most trusted officers and one of Lucien's fiercest supporters. Beautiful, intelligent, and utterly fearless, she possessed a sharp tongue that had gotten her into trouble more than once, though never enough to diminish her standing. Her chestnut hair was pulled into an elegant braid, and her amber eyes gleamed with amusement as she stepped back to inspect me.Then she gasped dramatically."Oh, Moon Goddess."I immediately narrowed my eyes."Evelyn."

The Summit II

LARA Matteo had not looked in my direction yet. Which was good enough. I kept my posture relaxed but upright in the Frost Fang section, one leg crossed over the other, silver embroidery catching the low light whenever I shifted. Ryker had returned from a brief exchange with another Alpha and now stood just beside my seat, his presence a steady warmth at my right shoulder. His fingers brushed my elbow once and then he leaned down slightly, voice low enough for only me to hear. “Eyes on the eastern border report. They’re trying to slip in a revised claim while everyone’s distracted.” I nodded once, letting the corner of my mouth lift in the smallest acknowledgment. “Noted.” Behind us, Kael remained standing like a sentinel, arms loosely crossed, while Lucien had taken the seat to my left. The three of them formed a quiet wall of protection and pride that no one in this hall could mistake. Rhea stirred again, silver threading through my veins like moonlight on water. *He is

Four Kids

**MATTEO**She walked away.The pity in her eyes when she turned away gutted me worse than outright hatred. I wanted to follow. To demand answers. To pull her aside and tell her that every night since that day, her absence had carved hollows in me I couldn’t fill. That Storm howled for her. That I had been a fool. But I swallowed the urge. The last thing I wanted was to create a scene, embarrass her, and push her further away. Besides, the men following her were watching me with cold, predatory eyes, as if waiting for an excuse to tear me apart.“Alpha?” One of my officers ventured carefully.“Leave it,” I growled.And just like that, she slipped through my fingers again.The drive back from the summit was a blur of clenched fists and bitter silence. By the time I reached the pack house, frustration had coiled so tightly in my chest I could barely breathe. I shrugged off my coat, letting it fall to the floor, and dropped onto the leather couch in my office like a man who’d just lost a

Are they..... mine?

MATTEO“Mommy”The word hit me like a silver blade to the chest.Four children. All hers. All around five years old.My stomach dropped.At first glance, it was obvious they were siblings—quadruplets, if I had to guess. Two boys and two girls stood together near the doorway, close enough to brush shoulders. Despite being the same age, something was striking about them. One boy carried himself with a quiet confidence that reminded me of a future Alpha. The other watched me in silence, his gaze sharp and observant. One of the girls met my stare head-on, completely unafraid, while her sister clutched a stuffed wolf to her chest.And then there was the boy who had spoken.He had Lara's eyes.That same piercing silver-gray that had once held me captive without effort. For a moment, it felt like the years between us had vanished, and I was staring into a piece of her all over again.I couldn’t move.How? We tried... We tried over and over again to have a child. Every time, it ended in disap

Mind Reader

I burst through the doors at full speed, my hands trembling uncontrollably. I clenched them into fists at my sides, forcing my breathing to steady.He kissed me.The memory burned—his hand sliding possessively around my neck, the desperate crash of his mouth against mine, the way Storm’s raw power had surged through him like wildfire in dry grass. For one treacherous second, my body had remembered everything. It had *wanted*. Then fury ignited, and my palm cracked across his face before rational thought could catch up.I didn’t regret the slap. I regretted how deeply I still felt it.I pressed a hand to my chest, willing my wolf to settle. She prowled just beneath my skin, snarling and pacing, torn between wheeling around to tear Matteo apart and dragging him into the nearest shadowed alcove to finish what that kiss had started.*No. Never again.*He had shattered what we were. I had rebuilt something unbreakable—Frost Fang, my quadruplets, a legacy forged in ice and blood that would

Selene

SELENERose left while I stood there, smoothing the satisfaction from my face when the knock came. Three soft raps. Spaced deliberately. The way only one person ever announced themselves to me. "Come in."The door opened just wide enough for her to slip through — Morgana, hunched as always beneath the weight of her years, her grey robes pooling at her feet like smoke that had forgotten to rise. The seer closed the door behind her without being asked and stood with her hands folded inside her sleeves, eyes already doing that thing I hated. Watching without looking. Seeing without seeing."You're late," I said, turning back to the mirror."I came as quickly as truth allows." Her voice was dry as cracked earth. "Some things cannot be rushed, my Luna."I caught the slight pause before my Luna and filed it away. Morgana had served me long enough to know better than to show hesitation. Whatever she had come to say, it was unsettling even to her.I picked up my brush and dragged it through m

Aphrodisiac

He stopped walking. For a long moment, he stared down at me, the wine stain on my gown still dark like spilled blood.When he finally turned, his expression was glacial. That low, resonant voice—pure Alpha authority—cracked through the corridor like a whip.“Selene. Did you hit Rose?”My stomach dropped. For one treacherous heartbeat, my mask shattered. Shoulders stiff, a visible tremor racing down my arms. I knew he saw it. Then the performance snapped back. I jerked my hand from his sleeve and pressed it to my chest. “What?” My voice came out soft, wounded. “How could you ask me that? Rose is our daughter. I would never strike her.”I shook my head, eyes glistening. “Matteo… after everything we’ve been through. That poor maid—I was overwhelmed, yes, but Rose? My own child?” A tear slipped down my cheek on cue. “I love her more than life itself.”Almost immediately, I shifted—wide-eyed horror, maternal panic. My hand flew to my mouth. “Someone hit Rose? Who would dare? Is she alright

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