A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 152

The battle had turned beautifully chaotic. Fire roared through Silver Hollow’s main district, the smoke curling like black banners above rooftops. Screams, metal, and snapping jaws blended into a single, glorious symphony of ruin.

From the ridge, I watched the lines bend and break, the defenders scattered like ants trying to drag their queen to safety. It was going exactly as planned–until one of my men came tearing through the smoke, panting, eyes wild.

“Commander!” he shouted over the noise. “You’ll want to see this. There’s… there’s a wolf-

no, the wolf!”

I frowned. “Speak sense.”

“She shifted right before my eyes,” he said, breath ragged. “Close to the east quarter–near the riverside homes. I saw her. The Luna… Alpha Jason’s Luna, I swear it.”

A dozen possible explanations spun through my mind, but the man’s certainty rooted me in place. “You’re sure? Shouldn’t she be at the summit too?”

“I’m positive,” he gasped. “She was human at first, so I got a good look at her–dark hair, light eyes. She helped some civilians out of a burning house. Then, when one of our men came for her, she shifted. I saw it myself. And she wore an amulet around her neck, carved with something like crescent markings. It’s… it’s the mark of wolf royalty, I’m sure. I’ve seen it in the sketches. It must be her.”

My attention sharpened. “Where?”

He pointed, and I turned toward the smoke rising from the far end of town. Even from here, I could sense the raw power pulsing from that direction. A wolf that fought like that wasn’t a mere soldier. Her energy rippled through the air, pulling attention whether one wanted it or

not.

A Luna, maybe. Or something rarer.

I descended from the ridge, boots pounding the dirt. The moment I broke through the wall of fire and smoke, I saw her.

The wolf stood in the middle of the chaos, her fur streaked with dirt, her body slick with blood -some hers, mostly not. Every movement was calculated. Every kill was clean. The wolves she faced were supposed to be among my best, but she tore through them like parchment.

She moved with the precision of an Alpha’s equal.

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And hanging against her chest, glinting even through ash and light, was a pendant–a thin crescent looped around a stone. It wasn’t a symbol I knew, but it looked important. Regal, even. Something you’d find on an Alpha’s mate.

The man beside me murmured, “Told you, Commander. No doubt about it. That’s her.”

I watched her lunge, drive another of my wolves to the ground, then rear back with a snarl that could’ve shaken the gods. She was magnificent–feral grace, lethal precision, and no

hesitation.

And if this was truly Jason’s Luna, then fate had just handed me a gift I’d be a fool to ignore.

I lifted my hand, signaling the others. “Surround her.”

The order rippled outward, passed from one fighter to the next, each taking up a position in the circle forming around her. The smoke and debris masked our movements, and the noise of battle hid the crunch of boots against stone.

“Take her alive,” I added. “The Alpha Draco will want her breathing.”

From where I stood, I could still see her–turning, sensing the trap. She spun toward the movement behind her, teeth bared, fur bristling as she sized up the danger. She was quick to read the shift in energy. A wolf that had fought before, who knew what it meant to be hunted.

She launched herself at the first of my men who stepped too close, slamming him into a wall so hard the bricks cracked. Blood spattered the dirt. She pivoted before another could grab her, her snarl cutting through the air like thunder.

“Careful!” I barked. “Don’t damage her.”

The wolf turned her head then–those eyes locking with mine, bright and burning, intelligent enough to make me wonder if she understood what I’d said.

The resemblance was uncanny. I’d only seen Jason’s Luna once at a gathering–dark hair, striking face, proud posture. This wolf carried the same energy in every step, the same aura. Even the damn amulet around her neck matched her status.

That was all the proof I needed.

She broke through another half–formed line, forcing my soldiers to tighten the ring. She wasn’t going down easy. A part of me respected that.

I stepped forward as the noose tightened. “Enough,” I said, my voice cold.

The sound of it cut through the air, and though she didn’t stop, she turned toward me again. Her body tensed. Her ears twitched.

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“Tranquilize her,” I ordered quietly. “She’s worth more alive than dead.”

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A hiss of darts followed. She twisted away from the first, dodged the second, but the third struck true, sinking into her shoulder. Her body jerked, stumbled, tried to recover. She staggered forward, growling, lips peeled back in fury–but her legs betrayed her.

“Sleep, Luna,” I murmured, as she fought against the weight dragging her down. “You’ll make a fine gift for the great Alpha of Moon Claw.”

She fell to the ground, muscles still twitching with resistance even as the tranquilizer took hold. Her head lifted once, eyes finding me again through the haze–those eyes filled with confusion, fury, and unwilling surrender.

I crouched beside her, my fingers brushing the pendant still hanging at her throat. I cut it, throwing it to the ground. We’ll need Jason to know the exact point his Luna fell.

I smiled faintly. “Such an honor,” I whispered. “To be the one who captures Silver Hollow’s Luna.”

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ALEXANDER

I didn’t wait for Jason to finish barking his next command.

The hall was in complete disorder…warriors pacing, Alphas arguing over strategy, Jason trying to keep control while things were falling apart. But I couldn’t stand there listening to him talk about “protocols” and “containment formations” when the sound of explosions was already echoing from outside.

Silver Hollow was burning, and Faye was out there.

“Alexander, you’ll stay here,” Jason said, stepping into my path again as I made for the exit. His tone had that command edge…the kind that probably worked on everyone else. Not me.‘ You’re not to interfere until we know the extent of the…”

“Know the extent?” I cut him off, my voice sharper than he expected. “The town is under attack, Jason. Your people are dying out there. Faye and her sister–your Luna–are in the middle of it. What the hell are you waiting to know?”

His jaw tightened. “We can’t rush into chaos without a plan…”

“Then plan all you want,” I snapped, brushing past him. “I’m not standing here while she’s out there.”

“Alexander…”

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The door slammed behind me before he could finish.

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I stepped into daylight, and for a second, the sheer violence of it all hit me. The air stank of smoke and blood. Screams carried through the streets, mingled with growls and crashing debris. Houses were on fire, people running in all directions. I could see wolves clashing in the distance, their fur matted with dirt and blood, the sound of snapping bones echoing faintly even from where I stood.

This wasn’t just a skirmish. This was war.

I tried calling Faye again, my hands shaking so hard the phone almost slipped from my grip. The line rang and rang…no answer. I tried again, still nothing. My heart pounded harder, my chest tight.

I swore under my breath and shoved the phone into my pocket. There was only one thing left to try…something I’d never done before, something I wasn’t even sure would work.

They said when a bond between mates was strong enough, you could reach them…not through words, not through sound, but through energy. A pulse of mind, spirit, something primal that lived deep in your wolf. I closed my eyes and reached for that connection…the one I’d felt flicker a hundred times before when she was close, when our energy aligned.

For a moment, there was nothing. Just the distant roar of chaos.

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