The Twin Alphas Warrior Luna by RYN

Chapter 213

RYN

The first thing I noticed was the light–soft, golden, and shimmering, cast by the massive crystal chandelier hanging from the center of the domed ceiling. The walls were lined with tallrrors framed in silver, reflecting the glow and making the space feel endless.

The marble floor beneath my short heels was polished to perfection its intricate pattern of crescent moons and stars gleaming underfoot. Gentle classical music floated through the air, played by a small orchestra tucked into an alcove. Elite guests in elegant attire moved gracefully, their laughter and muured conversations blending into a low, harmonious hum.

At the far end of the hall stood a raised platform with an ornate throne, its back adorned with carvings of wolves. Behind it, floor–to–ceiling windows revealed the moonlit gardens outside. The room exuded power, wealth, and prestige–a world I had only just stepped into.

A small flight of stairs led down into the heart of the grand hall, and the moment I stepped onto the first step, the atmosphere shifted. Conversations faltered, and a heavy silence spread, broken only by the soft clink of glasses and the faint murmur of curiosity.

Every eye turned toward me, trailing from my face to the jeweled necklace resting against my collarbone. Whispers ignited like sparks in dry grass, crackling through the crowd. My wolf surged with confidence, guiding me with a smooth, lazy grace that felt almost feline.

Chin high and back straight, I descended as though I owned the room.

My eyes scanned the hall, searching for Theon, but instead, they landed on a semi–circle of figures commanding the room with their presence.

The most Elite Lycan families.

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I recognized them immediately from the pictures I had seen online–Director Dutton with his sharp gaze, the Cresshalls with their unreadable expressions, the calculating Caines, the Blackwells whose air of disdain was almost suffocating, and at their center, the Alpha King himself, radiating power and authority.

The tension crackled between us thick enough to

to a stop with effortless poise and as a server passed with a tray of drinks, I lifted a glass from the tray ease. The motion

with practiced

a deliberate sip, the cool liquid sliding down my throat

that moment, I wasn’t just someone stepping into their world I was

“Ryn?”

head to toe. As he approached, I noticed he had a small limp in his

breathtaking.” He gushed and

you.” I grinned, taking a whiff of his expensive cologne.

stared. “Makes you look

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“Royalty?”

his smile faltering for a moment as

one who sent me

So who did?

helped me relax. For a moment, I felt at ease–uril me. My wolf

Adam ended

a prickling