The Alpha King And His Chosen Luna novel Chapter 190

The first record

(Isla)

I hadn’t expected our first lesson to begin with books.

When Caius asked me to meet him after breakfast the next morning, I’d imagined the training ground the forest beyond them.

Instead, he led me through the oldest corridor in the pack house until we stopped outside a pair of he

wooden doors.

He pushed one open.

Shelves stretched from floor to ceiling.

I stared for a moment.

“All of these belong to Wraithbone?”

He smiled.

“They do.”

“And somewhere in here is information about Celestial wolves?”

“I hope so.”

He stepped inside and I followed.

The room felt quieter than anywhere else in the pack house. Sunlight came through the tall windows an fell across rows of shelves that seemed to go on forever. Some of the books looked newer, but others were so worn I wondered how many generations of wolves had held them before me.

I turned slowly, taking it all in.

“I didn’t know Wraithbone had a place like this,” I said.

“Most wolves never have a reason to come here,” Caius replied.

“Then I suppose I’m about to become one of the few who do.”

Caius walked toward one of the shelves without any hesitation.

It made me wonder how many hours he’d spent in this room over the years. He reached for a thick book. and set it carefully on a nearby table before looking back at me.

“This library holds the history of Wraithbone,” he said. “Some of it goes back hundreds of years.”

I rested my hand lightly on the cover.

“And somewhere in all of this,” I said, “we’re hoping someone wrote about a Celestial wolf.”

“We’re hoping,” he said. “But we’re also prepared for the possibility that they didn’t.”

<The first record-

Iran my fingers lightly across the edge of the table.

“What if the answers aren’t here?”

Caius looked at me

“Then we’ll keep looking.”

“And if no one ever wrote them down?”

“Then we’ll discover them ourselves.”

I held his gaze for a moment.

“You make that sound simple.”

“It won’t be simple.”

He smiled.

“But impossible and unknown aren’t the same thing.”

His words stayed with me.

I’d spent years believing that if something had no answer, it wasn’t worth asking about. Ashcrest had taught me that questions were dangerous. Wraithbone had slowly taught me the opposite.

I looked down at the book beneath my hand.

“So where do we start?”

Caius opened it carefully.

“At the oldest record we have.”

I looked at the old pages.

“And if it doesn’t mention Celestial wolves?”

He turned the first page.

“Then we move to the next one.”

For some reason, that answer made me smile.

I leaned over the table.

The pages were filled with careful handwriting worn by time.

“Who wrote this?

“The Alpha who ruled Wraithbone almost three hundred years ago.”

I looked up.

“He kept all of this himself?”

The first recent

“He believed history was too important to leave to memory.”

I nodded slowly.

“I think I understand that.

“So do I.”

He turned another page.

“Let’s see what he thought was worth remembering.”

He stopped a few pages later.

His finger rested beside a short paragraph near the bottom of the page.

“What is it?” I asked.

“The first mention of a wolf unlike the others.”

I stepped closer.

“It doesn’t say Celestial.”

“No,” Caius said. “That name came later.”

I looked at the passage again.

“So we’re looking for descriptions, not titles.”

“Exactly.”

I smiled.

Somehow that made the search feel more real.

We weren’t looking for one sentence hidden in a book.

We were piecing together a story that had been scattered across generations.

Caius began reading the passage aloud.

It described a wolf whose presence unsettled even the strongest Alphas, Not through fear or strength, but through something they couldn’t explain. The words were careful, as though the writer hadn’t fully understood what he’d witnessed.

“That’s all?” I asked.

“For this entry.”

I frowned.

“It raises more questions than it answers.”

Caius nodded.

The first record

Old records often do.”

I read the passage again for myself.

It was only a few lines

After everything we’d just talked about, I’d expected something bigger. A detailed account. A list of abilities. Anything that explained what being a Celestial wolf actually meant.

Instead, there were only fragments.

“How many entries like this are there?” I asked.

“I don’t know,” Caius admitted.

“You don’t?”

He shook his head.

“No one has ever had a reason to gather them before.”

I thought about what he’d just said before looking back at the book.

“It feels strange.”

“What does?”

“Knowing that someone might have seen another Celestial wolf centuries ago, yet only wrote a few lines about it.”

Caius looked at the page.

“They recorded what they understood.”

“And ignored what they didn’t?”

“Sometimes.”

I looked at the passage again.

“Then maybe we’re looking for things they never realized were important.”

“I think we are.”

I let out a quiet breath.

“I think I expected the past to be clearer.”

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