The Alpha King And His Chosen Luna novel Chapter 102

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(Caius)

Ashcrest watched her differently now.

I noticed it the moment we stepped further across the grounds. Wolves who had once ignored her entirely now reacted before she even reached them. Heads lowered. Bodies shifted aside. Conversations stopped halfway through and didn’t begin again until we passed.

She noticed every part of it.

I could see it in the way her eyes moved across the territory, catching reactions most people would’ve missed completely. Years of surviving this place had taught her to watch everything around her before it had the chance to turn against her. That instinct hadn’t left her simply because the balance of power had changed.

We walked beside each other without rushing.

I didn’t move ahead of her and I didn’t guide her path. This wasn’t a moment where she needed someone leading her from place to place. She needed space to stand inside what had changed.

A pair of warriors crossed near the lower path ahead of us. The second they realized who stood there, both of them stopped immediately. One lowered his head so quickly it almost looked painful.

Isla saw it too.

“They don’t even think before they do it now,” she said quietly.

“Their wolves do,” I answered.

Her gaze moved across the grounds again after that. “I spent years trying not to be noticed

here.”

The words settled heavily between us.

“And now they notice every step,” I said.

She stayed quiet for a moment.

“I don’t know what to do with that yet,” she admitted.

There was no shame in the words. Just honesty. She wasn’t pretending this adjustment

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came easily to her, and I respected that more than false confidence.

“You don’t need to know yet,” I said.

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She looked at me briefly before her attention returned to the path ahead. Her movements still carried awareness in every step, the habit of someone who expected correction if she moved the wrong way or stood in the wrong place too long. Even now, after everything that had happened, part of her still waited for someone to take control back from her.

That part would take time.

The grounds remained orderly around us. The paths had been swept clean for my arrival, and the pack house windows reflected the afternoon light without a streak left on them. Ashcrest had always known how to maintain appearances when it mattered.

Isla knew that better than anyone.

I saw her eyes move toward the training yard briefly before shifting away again. She remembered these grounds differently than the wolves standing around us did. They saw a functioning pack. She saw every punishment tied to it.

Her pace slowed slightly as we reached the center path.

I followed her gaze toward the far edge of the territory where the shack had once stood. Nothing remained there now except open ground and the beginning of the trees beyond it. Most wolves passing through the territory probably wouldn’t have looked twice at the empty

stretch.

She did.

Her expression didn’t change much, but something in her attention tightened for a moment before settling again. She didn’t ask to walk there. She didn’t speak about it either.

I let the silence remain.

There was no reason to force her toward memories she wasn’t ready to stand inside yet. Some things were faced directly. Others had to be approached when the person carrying

them chose to do it.

A few younger wolves stepped aside ahead of us near the side path. One of them glanced toward Isla before lowering his eyes immediately. Fear sat clearly on him, but there was

something else beneath it too.

Respect.

Not the earned kind yet. Not fully. The instinctive kind wolves gave something stronger than

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themselves before they understood why they were doing it.

Vorek stirred beneath my skin once.

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