All Chapters of Claimed By Four: The White Wolf Luna : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

POV: LunaThe Grand Hall of Aidion becomes a slaughterhouse in the making. I am still on my knees, the scrub brush forgotten, as my blood begins to burn beneath my skin like liquid starlight.Four predators circle me, their beasts roaring so loud the marble pillars seem to hum with the vibration. The eclipse light turns the world a bruised, violet hue, and my scent fills the air like a weaponized aphrodisiac. Kai melts into the shadows between the pillars. He is gone in a heartbeat, with only the faint shimmer of his daggers marking where he stood moments before.Orion steps forward instead. The stone answers his call. A crack races across the floor from the heel of his boot, splitting the ancient sigils of Aidion. He looks at Aiden and Jace as if they are children squabbling over a practice blade. "The stone rejects your squabble, wolves," his voice ejects, the sound vibrating through my chest."Step away from the Queen". Jace bares his teeth, his black wolf energy flaring so hot I c

POV: LunaThe shadows in Aiden’s sanctum don’t just move. They breathe.One second, the corner near the ceiling is empty. The next, the darkness shifts, pulling away from the stone to form a sleek silhouette. Twin daggers catch the moonlight. Golden, slit-pupiled eyes lock onto us.Kai.The Mountain Lion Prince steps between the moonlight and the bed. Black leathers hug a lean, deadly frame. The silver wards on the walls flicker and die with a soft hiss.Aiden is on his feet. Silver magic flares, frost exploding across the floor in jagged spikes. His claws extend, scraping the stone. "You have five seconds to explain why you shouldn't die in my bedchamber, Kai."Kai spins a dagger between his fingers. "Careful, Silver Alpha. Your scent is so thick with possessiveness it's a wonder you can see me through the fog of your own ego."His voice is low, intimate. My stomach drops. Aiden is freezing control. But Kai just pulls. The third strand of the mate bond snaps into place with a heavy,

POV: LunaThe iron handle jerks again. Harder this time. Wood splinters around the lock and a fine rain of dust comes down on my hair.I stumble to the broken edge of the balcony and grab the balustrade to stay standing. My hands are shaking so bad I have to lock my elbows.Below, Raven stands at the head of a silver tide.Dozens of elite executioners in full ceremonial armor fill the courtyard, silver-tipped spears catching what little light is left from the eclipse. Their boots hit the stone in perfect sync and the vibration travels up through the stone into my palms.And right beside her, Zara. Claws out, forearms still slick with fresh blood. She already cleared the outer posts."Aiden," I manage, and my voice sounds small even to me. "How did she… how did she get that many past your perimeter? You said the Inner Sanctum was warded."He comes up beside me. His jaw is tight, a muscle jumping."She didn't bypass them," he says, and his voice is flat. Empty in a way that's worse than