The Twin Alphas Warrior Luna (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.

Their gazes locked onto me, bitter and unyielding, like a wall of ice daring me to breach it. The tension crackled between us thick enough to choke on, but I didn’t falter. My wolf wouldn’t let me.

I came 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 felt natural, as if rehearsed a thousand times, but what happened next was purely instinct.

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I raised the glass to them, holding their collective stare, and took a deliberate sip, the cool liquid sliding down my throat as the room seemed to hold its breath.

In that moment, I wasn’t just someone stepping into their world I was someone they would have no choice but to reckon with.

“Ryn?”

I turned and found Adam looking at me with awe from head to toe. As he approached, I noticed he had a small limp in his walk.

“You look breathtaking.” He gushed and gently pulled me in an embrace.

“Thank you.” I grinned, taking a whiff of his expensive cologne. We pulled apart.

‘And that necklace.” He stared. “Makes you look like…”

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“Royalty?”

“Yes. He blinked absentmindedly, his smile faltering for a moment as if he was trying to figure something ost.

I guess he’s not the one who sent me the necklace,

So who did?

As Adam and I chatted, his easy laughter helped me relax. For a moment, I felt at ease–uril me. My wolf stirred, restless and alert, sensing something… or someone.

Adam ended

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brushed my conversation with a charming bow, lifting my right hand to press a kiss to it. But the men b

Theon.

I saw him.

How could he and Miro look so alike yet possess such entirely different kinds of allure?

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Theon stood across the room, a living masterpiece in a tailored suit that clung to his powerful frame like it had been stitched to worship him. My breath hitched, and my throat went dry as our gazes locked. novelbin

His eyes burned into me–dark, silent, and far too intense. Even though I knew he was under the influence, even though his stare might have been filled with disdain, the pull between us was undeniable, magnetic, and utterly consuming,

In that charged moment, I couldn’t help but come to a heartreanding conclusion.

Ryn Ashmore, am hopelessly in love with this man.

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