Ch. 41..45: A Warrior Luna's Awakening Chapter 41-45
Chapter 41
“You hungry?” Kade finally released me.
“Yeah… I haven’t really eaten since yesterday afternoon,” I admitted.
“Good. Now that you’re safe, let’s find a place to eat,” Lana suggested.
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We climbed into the car, leaving the hospital behind. From a distance, I noticed a silver Maybach. Silas’s gaze followed us as we drove off. My chest tightened slightly, wolf instincts stirring–the possessive edge of an Alpha sensing what he considered his being taken, even briefly, by another.
Inside the car, the tension eased slightly as we drove into the city. Lana’s voice flared when she mentioned Caelum. “That bastard. Still hiring the best lawyers in The Capital for his mother and sister. Does he even think about what they did?”
Kade’s tone went cold. “No one in the four major law firms in The Capital will touch their case.”
I blinked, recalling Kade’s family–lawyers through and through. If not for his mother’s focus on running the hospital and overseeing trauma care, he might have become a legal powerhouse himself. The wolf in him, sharpened by heritage and training, would never let injustice pass.
“That’s perfect!” Lana laughed. “You’ve got skills. No wonder Freya took care of you like a mother at the camp!”
Kade lowered his gaze. “If you hadn’t looked after me at the camp, I’d have been out in months. You did everything for me. Of course I owe you.”
I felt a warmth in my chest, wolf and human alike stirred by loyalty, protection, and gratitude. My wolf instincts hummed— territorial, protective. Kade’s devotion was clear, but so was mine.
The night was far from over. And in this pack of intertwined loyalties, desires, and grudges, my instincts told me to stay alert. Wolves smelled danger. I could feel it even through the hum of the city.
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Freya’s POV
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“Not bad at all. I wish I had a brother like you,” Lana muttered, then her eyes lit up. “Hey, Kade, since Freya and I are the same age, why don’t you call me ‘Big Sister‘ too? Let me be a sister for once.”
Kade shot her a look that could strip fur from a wolf. “You want to be my Big Sister? Can you carry me through three kilometers in the dead of winter to the hospital? Or beat me down until I submit?”
“Nope,” Lana muttered, touching her nose. She couldn’t do either.
“Besides,” Kade said lazily, “my Big Sister isn’t anyone you can just become.”
That tone made Lana freeze mid–step. I had always known Kade could be calm and steady around me, like a well–trained wolf, but he was also the little tyrant of The Capital. Anyone foolish enough to test him would pay dearly.
“Alright, Lana, I think you weré just joking,” I said, trying to ease the tension.
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Kade’s eyes shifted to me. “Joke or not, there’s only one Big Sister for me. And that’s you.”
The dishes arrived, and I hungrily dug in. My stomach hadn’t felt this empty since yesterday afternoon. Kade ladled soup into my bowl, arranging my favorite dishes in front of me. His careful, protective gestures made Lana roll her eyes. To her, he was no fearsome little tyrant–he looked more like a golden retriever fawning for favor.
When I had eaten most of the food, Kade suddenly asked, “When are you getting the divorce?”
I froze. I hadn’t told him. Lana did too.
His eyes narrowed, voice low and sharp. “After what happened… you’re still not getting the divorce? Do you really love Caelum that much? Love him enough to endure his other women? Love him enough to endure his family treating you like
this?”
I stayed silent.
He seethed. “What’s so good about Caelum that makes you cling to him? A woman like you doesn’t deserve him! Should I go over there and force him to sign the papers?”
“I’ll divorce him,” I said firmly, staring at the bare ring finger of my right hand. My wedding ring had long been removed.
“Exactly as I said,” I murmured. “There’s nothing to cling to. Caclum had nothing to offer, and I have nothing to lose.”
My feelings for him had died in the three years since my parents passed. The man who once gave me comfort and warmth no longer existed in my life.
Kade’s eyes glinted suddenly. “Alright. Then I’ll help you find the best legal team. We’ll handle your divorce efficiently.”
“No need,” I said. “I can manage it myself. If it gets difficult, I’ll ask for your help.”
His brow softened. “Fine. I’ll wait for your good news.”
We finished the meal. I called the police to let them know I’d come in to give a statement. Lana and Kade insisted on coming with me. Lana, as a witness from the banquet, also filed her report.
From the officers, I learned that Giselle and Eleanor were being held, requiring high bail for release. The two men who had tried to attack me admitted everything was orchestrated by them. Aurora, lacking solid evidence against her, simply provided a statement and was released.
When we left the station, I planned to take a taxi home.
“I’ll take you,” Kade said.
*I can take a cab myself. You’ve already spent enough time with me today,” I replied.
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“No. I’m taking you,” he insisted. “Do you hate me for it? You don’t like me escorting you?”
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I looked at him–22 years old, trained at the barracks since Alpha Blackridge sent him there. Once a hotheaded brat, now steady and composed. I could feel the weight of time on him.
“Don’t say things like that. From the moment you entered the camp, I never hated you,” I said.
A smile tugged at Kade’s lips. “Then let me take you.”
I sighed and turned to Lana. “You go ahead. Kade will take me home.”
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Lana shrugged as she watched the tall, imposing man fumble like a lapdog, opening the car door for me. If the heirs of The Capital, familiar with Kade’s reputation as a “little tyrant,” saw him acting so obediently in front of a woman, they’d probably choke on their wine.
Kade drove me to the gate of my villa.
“You live here? Not far from me,” he said.
And yet, despite being so close, the past three years hadn’t offered a single crossing of paths.
“The Capital isn’t that big,” I replied.
“Then I’ll come find you here,” Kade said.
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“Don’t.” I felt the low rumble of his wolf stir. His composure faltered for only a moment before I added, “I’m planning to move anyway.”
His expression brightened. “Fine. When you do, call me–I’ll help with the move.”
I waved goodbye, stepping into my villa.
Inside, Caelum Grafton stood by the door, his cold gaze pinned to me. “Who just brought you back? Silas Whitmor?”
I frowned. “No. A former colleague from the military.”
“Military colleague?” Caelum’s brow furrowed, suspicion flashing. “Since when are your colleagues that rich? That car didn’t cost less than a few million.”
I ignored him, heading to the stairs to wash away the sweat and fatigue clinging to me. But Caelum grabbed my arm before I could pass.
“Can’t answer me? Freya, you keep accusing Aurora and me of betrayal, but you… when exactly did you and Silas get involved?”
I stiffened. Silas? He was a predator in his own right, but we weren’t involved.
“I have nothing to do with Silas, Caelum. Stop projecting your own filth onto others,” I spat, voice icy.
His face flushed red, then he bellowed, “Then why did Silas answer my call to you? Why did he say you were asleep? Were you… in his bed?”
I shrugged off his hand. “I don’t need to prove my innocence to you. If Silas answered your call, it’s thanks to your mother and sister’s underhanded schemes. Were it not for them using vile methods, I wouldn’t have needed him to escort me to the hospital for sedation!”
“What?” Caelum froze, stunned.
I didn’t wait for a reply I went upstairs, letting the shower wash away sweat, fear, and rage.
When I emerged, dressed and composed, Caelum sat on the edge of the bed, looking as though he’d swallowed a bitter pill
“Freya… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have doubted you. I was just… worried,” he murmured.
“Worried?” I let out a bitter laugh. “Do you think I could ever trust your words again?”
Embarrassment flickered across his features. “Regardless, I know my mother and sister caused you harm. But, we’re family. If you forgive them, this could all pass.”
I lifted my chin, eyes cold as winter steel. “I will not forgive, Caelum. Some things cannot be pardoned.”
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His jaw tensed. “They are my mother and sister!”
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“So what? Just because they are, I must forgive them when they’ve harmed me? Do you even realize what I could have suffered yesterday?”
“You-” His voice faltered.
“Two strangers would have toyed with me, stripping me bare while your mother watched, savoring every moment. Giselle would film it, spread it online, all to see me ruined. And you–what? You’d just stand by?”
I saw the color drain from his face. His chest heaved, wolf instincts clashing with human guilt.
“I… I promise. It won’t happen again. Just this once–please forgive them! My mother is old, fragile. Giselle is young, can’t have a record,” he pleaded.
I lifted my red–stained lips in a cold smile. “So… I’m supposed to be the one sacrificed?”
His wolf bristled at my words, heart pounding in panic. My indifference was a razor at his throat–threatening, absolute.
“Freya… I will treat you well. I’ll make it up to you, double… triple,” he rushed forward, trying to wrap me in his arms.
Neaned against him briefly, recalling the same words he’d whispered when he proposed. Promises made in warmth, now empty. I had been foolish to believe.
I pushed him away, my voice firm, unwavering. “Caelum, I’m moving out. Until our divorce is finalized, we will see each
other no more.”
The room seemed to chill, the wolf in both of us bracing for territory, distance, and the inevitable reckoning to come.
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“You’re moving out?” Caelum’s voice cracked slightly, disbelief and something sharper–territorial anger–hiding beneath the
calm.
“Yes. Do you really think after everything that happened, I’d continue living here?” I said, my voice even, controlled. “Besides, it won’t be long before the divorce is finalized. I’m just moving out a few days early.”
He froze, eyes narrowing. “A few days? You mean that ridiculous contract with my mother? That signature… she tricked me into signing it without my knowledge. I never never wanted to divorce you!”
I didn’t flinch. “Whether you knew or not doesn’t matter. What matters is that I want a divorce. I’m done, Caelum.”
His gaze darkened, jealousy flaring for a brief, human instant. “Is this because of Silas? Because you found someone better than me?
I couldn’t help the bitter laugh that escaped me. “Caelum, when I married you, you were penniless. Every cent for your business, your start–up, came from me. If I were chasing status, I wouldn’t have chosen you.”
The color drained from his face. I could see him remembering those early days, a young wolf struggling for territory, underestimated by everyone. And yet, I had given him respect, belief, a tether to cling to. His proposal had been less about love than grasping at that lifeline I offered.
“Then if it’s not Silas, is it… the one hundred million your mother promised you?” His gaze drilled into me, sharp, demanding.
I met it evenly. “I’m exhausted. Three years of this marriage drained me–every ounce of patience, every shred of my feelings for you. That’s why I’m leaving, that’s why I want a divorce.”
I said it calm, measured, almost cold. Even my eyes, when they met his, betrayed nothing.
But I could feel it–the Alpha wolf inside him stirring, panic, betrayal, and an aching possessiveness flooding his chest, coiling down his limbs. His hands glistened with cold sweat.
“You.. you have no feelings for me?” His voice trembled, though he tried to mask it.
“Yes. Nothing left,” I said plainly.
The flash of rage and disbelief on his face was instantaneous, raw.
“All because of my mother and sister? Sure, they plotted against you–but what about you? You plotted too, didn’t you?” He was shouting now, claws of frustration raking the air. “You recorded everything with the cameras, played it in the banquet hall… you could have warned me earlier, avoided all this!”
“I did call,” I said, voice cutting through the room.
“What?” His eyes widened.
“At first. When your mother and Giselle were planning their… vile scheme, I called you. If you had answered, none of this would have happened. Things could have ended the way you wanted. But you didn’t.”
He froze, realization and guilt hammering against his chest. He remembered the call, the banquet hall, the live feed flashing on the screens… and he had ignored it, letting his pride, his fear of me making a scene, and Aurora’s presence override instinct.
“If you’d taken that call…” His jaw tightened, regret slicing through his Alpha pride.
called. You didn’t answer because, deep down, you never truly cared about me. My calls meant nothing to you. And your family? They treated me with the same disdain,” I said, each word precise, sharp.
“Freya… I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” He stumbled over apologies, frantic, the wolf within him pacing at the edges of his control.
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But I stayed calm. My expression serene. “Even without yesterday… I would still have no feelings for you. Let’s end this cleanly, Caelum.”
My tone was flat, matter–of–fact, as though discussing the weather rather than the collapse of a three–year union.
The more composed I remained, the more his wolf clawed at his chest, howling in frustration. How could I be so calm, so detached, after all we had shared? Three years of marriage, and I treated it like it meant nothing.
“So… no amicable ending? Or is this divorce about that one hundred million?” His gaze sharpened, conflicted between Alpha instinct and human desire.
I let a dry, ironic smile cross my lips. “Fine. Keep your money. We’re divorcing.”
The shock in his eyes was palpable. He’d expected hesitation, bargaining–maybe even some softness. But I gave him none.
I wanted the divorce. No more negotiations, no more compromises, no more lingering in a cage I’d outgrown. And the fact that he realized it, that his Alpha pride couldn’t dominate my resolve, only made him more humiliated.
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Third Person’s POV
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“If you really go through with this divorce, you’ll end up with nothing! You’d better think carefully.” With those words, Caelum stormed out of the Thorne estate, his strides long and sharp, almost like a predator retreating to avoid a confrontation he wasn’t ready to face.
The room fell silent. Freya Thorne scanned the spacious house. It was time to move. In truth, she didn’t have much here anyway–most of what she owned was portable, easy to carry.
Over the next two days, Caelum’s mind was divided. On one hand, he scrambled to raise bail money for Eleanor and Giselle; on the other, he searched for lawyers who could potentially absolve them of criminal liability. Freya refused to sign any reconciliation document, which meant his mother and sister faced prosecution. Even if the court eventually issued suspended sentences, they would carry a permanent record–something Caelum, as Alpha of the Silverfang Pack and head of SilverTech Forgeworks, could not tolerate.
Yet not a single one of The Capital’s four major law firms was willing to touch the case. Night after night, he barely slept, pacing through the corridors of his private club, frustration gnawing at him like a restless wolf.
Aurora, ever considerate, approached. “Drink less. About your mother and Giselle… we can still think of a way. I can ask my uncle if he knows any lawyers willing to help.”
Caelum’s eyes softened slightly. “Aurora… thank you. Despite what Giselle did to you, you’d still help her?”
Aurora shook her head gently. “I’m not petty. Giselle is your sister; it doesn’t change anything. I won’t hold grudges.” Ryker, leaning against the bar, smirked. “That’s why I say, Aurora’s so much more generous than someone like Freya. She holds grudges over every little thing. If she hadn’t caused such a scene, your mother and sister wouldn’t still be in custody.”
Caelum frowned. “Enough about Freya.”
At that moment, Aurora caught sight of her uncle, Vaughn, entering the club. But it was the man accompanying him who made her eyes light up. She nudged Caelum. “Look, that’s my uncle. Let’s go greet him. And the man with him–Kade Blackridge. In The Capital, his name carries weight. Any lawyer, any bank, anyone in this city would give him respect. If he’s willing to help, we won’t struggle to find a capable attorney.”
Caelum froze. “That man is…?”
“Kade Blackridge. The Capital’s notorious young powerhouse, He just returned from abroad recently. His connections are deep, his background stronger than most can imagine. Aligning with him is a privilege,” Aurora explained.
Something flickered in Caelum’s mind.
Aurora continued, “And don’t forget, your company is still tight on funding. If Kade decides to help, getting a loan approved by the banks could be just one word from him.”
Caelum’s pulse quickened, Alpha instinct stirred–territorial, ambitious, calculating. Opportunity and leverage were wolves circling the same kill.
Ryker grinned, eyes gleaming. “He’s young, and yet… impressive.”
Aurora gave a soft hum, a hint of pride mingled with envy, “Luck of birth, I suppose. He’s an only child. Father commands in the military hierarchy, mother heads a leading medical institute. A union of strength and intellect. Unlike me… I’m merely the second branch of the Bluemoon Beta family. All true wealth and power belong to my uncle. I claw my way up, only to earn status as the first female pilot of Airborne Wing Name and title, but little real power.”
She glanced at Caelum, head of the legendary SilverTech Forgeworks. From a fledgling company to a publicly listed powerhouse in three years–his achievements dwarfed even Bluemoon Group’s potential. A future with him could secure influence, respect, and standing. A calculated ambition sharpened in her mind.
Aurora looped her arm through Caelum’s and guided him toward her uncle and Kade, Ryker tagged along, grinning, “Maybe
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Kade will like me and we can be friends!”
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Aurora’s smile remained polite, but her wolfish eyes showed contempt. Ryker was nothing more than Caelum’s Beta and long–time friend. Without Caelum’s support, he’d still be a mechanic, barely scraping by. Yet here he dreamed of gaining favor with Kade Blackridge–a laughable overreach.
Soon, the trio reached the private room where Vaughn and Kade had stopped.
*My uncle, I saw you and Kade enjoying some leisure, so I brought Caelum and a friend to greet you.” Aurora said, smiling.
“Ah. Aurora,” Vaughn chuckled. “And this must be the niece I told Kade about. She’s the first female pilot at Bluemoon Airborne. Perhaps one day, Kade, you’ll be flying under her command.”
The room hummed with quiet admiration. Other onlookers whispered their respect. “Ms. Aurora is incredible–first female pilot at Bluemoon Airborne. Truly remarkable.”