Semua Bab The Alpha's Forbidden Flame: Bab 1 - Bab 5

"You're not worth fighting for anymore."The words hit me like a physical blow, knocking the breath from my lungs. I stared at Holden Ford, my mate—the Alpha of Silver Creek Pack—as he stood in our bedroom doorway with his bags already packed."What?" My voice came out as a whisper. "Holden, please. We can work through this—""No." His gray eyes, once so warm when they looked at me, were now cold as winter steel. "I'm done pretending, Camille. This marriage was a mistake from the beginning."My hands trembled as I reached for him, but he stepped back like my touch would burn him. Seven years. Seven years of marriage, and he was walking away like it meant nothing."Is this about her?" I asked, though I already knew the answer. "Is this about Serena?"His jaw tightened at the mention of his first love—the woman who'd returned to our pack three weeks ago with a five-year-old daughter she claimed was his."This is about us," he said flatly. "About how you trapped me into this marriage whe

I woke to sunlight streaming through unfamiliar windows and Luna's giggles coming from somewhere nearby. For a moment, I forgot where I was. Then yesterday's events crashed back—Holden's betrayal, my mother's secret, Dimitri's rescue."Mommy! Come see!" Luna burst through the door, her face bright with excitement. "There's a huge garden and horses and other kids!""Other kids?" I sat up, taking in the elegant bedroom we were in. Soft gray walls, a massive bed with silk sheets, and a view of mountains I didn't recognize."Three of them! And they can all turn into wolves like me!" She bounced on the bed. "The lady with pretty eyes said I can play with them after breakfast."A knock interrupted us. A woman entered carrying a tray of food—tall, elegant, with striking violet eyes I'd never seen on a wolf before."Good morning, Luna Camille." Her voice was melodic. "I'm Thea, Beta of Shadow Moon Pack. Alpha Stone requested I help you settle in.""Thank you." I accepted the tray gratefully.

The Louisiana humidity hit like a wall when we finally reached New Orleans two days later. We'd switched vehicles three times, dodged four more bounty hunter attacks, and I'd barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her—Scarlett, the First Witch, standing in flames with eyes like molten gold."She's getting stronger," I told Dimitri as we drove through the French Quarter."I know. Your eyes have been glowing on and off for the past hour."Luna was quiet in the backseat, clutching a stuffed wolf Dimitri had bought her at our last stop. She'd been different since the attack—quieter, more observant. Sometimes I caught her staring at nothing, like she was listening to something only she could hear."There." Dimitri pointed to a building squeezed between two tourist shops. The sign read "Midnight Moon"—a bar that shouldn't exist, according to the human world."How do humans not see it?""Witch magic. They see what Morgana wants them to see." He parked and turned to me. "Let me go f