When The Moon Hides Her Crown novel Chapter 150

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SERAPHINA

“Eliminate your competition?” I echoed, my brows furrowing in confusion.

But all of us Alphas were each other’s competition. Every single one.

Alpha Gideon’s voice rolled through the forest, steady and commanding. “The Alpha instructors have placed a page bearing each of your names at a location corresponding to your current position. Your task is to find your page. Once you do, you automatically qualify for the next trial and are permitted to return to the Academy building immediately.”

He finished, his words deliberate, his tone final.

I stood frozen, dumbfounded.

That was it? We just had to find our page? Nothing more?

“The task begins now!” Alpha Gideon thundered.

At once, the forest exhaled. Life rushed back into it, the rustle of leaves, the calls of distant creatures, the pounding of paws and footsteps as Alphas shot into motion. I too launched forward, instinct urging me to move.

“Isn’t the task too simple?” Phina’s growl rumbled in my mind, heavy with suspicion.

I agreed grimly. “He said eliminate your competition, didn’t he? Then how could the trial be as simple as finding the page with our name-”

My thought sliced off like a blade.

Ahead, an Alpha lunged at a tree, snatching a sheet of parchment from a low- hanging branch. I slowed instinctively, my gaze narrowing. The page bore not his name but another Alpha’s. That’s when, laughing wickedly, he tore it in half.

“You’re finished, asshole!” he bellowed, a manic gleam in his eyes.

My body locked.

The page disintegrated, turning gray and dull as it fluttered lifelessly to the ground.

A chill shot down my spine, an electric horror crackling through me. That’s when the truth slammed into me with brutal clarity…

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This wasn’t just about finding your page. This was about destroying the pages of others.

One simple tear, and an Alpha, no matter how strong, no matter how high their rank, was eliminated from the competition without even a fight.

If someone else found my page before I did and tore it apart…I would be erased from the Academy as if I had never even set foot here.

Phina’s roar reverberated inside me, fierce and unrelenting. “WE HAVE TO FIND OUR PAGE. NOW!”

A fire ignited in my chest, and I tore across the forest at full speed, every muscle burning with urgency. After my brutal fight with Reed, none dared to call me Tiny or mock me to my face anymore. They pretended friendship, wore their false smiles like masks but I knew the truth. Deep in their hearts, they resented me. If any one of them found my page first, they would shred it without hesitation.

I had to be faster.

I ran and ran, darting left, right, scanning every tree and branch with desperate precision. My breaths came sharp and ragged.

“Nothing…” I hissed under my breath, halting for only a heartbeat before pivoting and sprinting in another direction. Three paths split from where I began north, south, and east. I had scoured the north with no luck. South it would be.

Branches whipped at my arms as I surged forward. That was when I saw it. A white page dangling from the bark of an ancient oak.

My heart leapt, adrenaline flooding me. I dashed toward it, claws itching to seize it only to falter as my eyes focused.

It wasn’t my name.

It bore the name of another Alpha. A high–ranking one. Fourth in the Academy’s leaderboard,

Before I could even move, a deep, guttural snarl split the air behind me.

“Don’t you fucking dare touch that!”

I spun, and in the same instant, the Alpha launched at me, his body a blur of

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fury and muscle. His teeth bared for my throat.

My legs moved before thought could catch up. I pivoted sharply and drove my heel into his gut. The force of impact made him grunt, his body folding. Without hesitation, I twisted and kicked again, this time striking his head. He crashed to the ground, groaning, momentarily stunned.

Panting, I stared down at him, the page still clutched in my hand. Then, slowly, I crouched and let it flutter down onto his chest.

“Not everyone is as low as you,” I muttered coldly. “You may be Hierarchy on the leaderboard, but to me you’re just another wolf.”

Straightening, I stepped past him without another glance, my voice dropping to a quiet murmur “You’re not even worth my competition. So enjoy your page.”

With that, I disappeared back into the trees.

The irritation of wasting even a single minute on him tightened every muscle in my body. My breath came sharp as I leapt over a thick root in my path, eyes snapping from tree to tree, scanning desperately for a page that bore my name. Nothing.

Instead, the ground was littered with scraps of torn pages occasionally. Their edges fluttered faintly in the breeze, soulless now that the names had vanished. Each fragment I passed only coiled the panic tighter in my chest. I had no way of knowing whether my page was still safe or if it had already been destroyed.

But surrender? No. That was not an option.

“East,” I hissed under my breath, veering sharply, “it has to be in the east!”

“But isn’t the Academy river in that direction?” Phina’s voice rumbled in my mind, her tone heavy with doubt.

She wasn’t wrong. I remembered the maps of the Academy’s vast territory, the ones I had memorized religiously every time I passed through the grand hall. To the east lay the river, winding along the edge of the forest. Empty. Untouched. No Alpha had reason to wander there.

Which made it the perfect hiding place.

My fists clenched at my sides as I pushed harder, my feet pounding against

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the earth. Even if there was no hope, I would go and take a look.

Because giving up meant accepting that someone had already torn my page. Accepting that would mean admitting my defeat, accepting my ticket back. home. And that–that was absolutely unacceptable.

I refused to believe fate had ended for me here.

Minutes blurred as I raced through the undergrowth. Ten…maybe more. My lungs burned, my legs ached, but still no page revealed itself. This was the widest part of the forest, nearing its edge, and still nothing. Not a single tree bore my salvation.

My heart clenched painfully.

Even Phina fell silent, her energy dimming inside me. For a moment, despair threatened to drag me under. Until-

The great banyan tree.

It rose before me at the cliff’s edge, its roots sprawling wide into the earth, branches stretching toward the heavens. There, caught in the soft sway of the breeze, a flicker of white.

My heart stuttered. Could it be?

My feet slowed in disbelief, but only for an instant. Then I bolted, lungs heaving, chest burning with desperate hope. My hand shot out, steady despite the tremor in my veins.

I lifted my gaze. And there it was.

The name written across the page: Seth Darven.

A strangled breath escaped me, breaking into a wide smile. Phina howled inside, her joy echoing mine. Relief surged through me so sharply it almost buckled my knees.

Our page was safe and untouched.

My ticket to the next trial.

With a racing heart, stretched out my fingers and brushed the page. At my touch, it glowed a brilliant, silvery light that seemed to recognize me, to claim me. Then, slowly, it dissolved into shimmering butterflies.

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They rose in a delicate swarm, scattering into the wind until they were into the sky.

A small smile curved my lips. “Beautiful.”

But then…my smile froze.

From behind me, a second cloud of butterflies drifted upward. My brow furrowed. ‘Why behind me?‘

That’s when I felt the sudden shift in the air and the sharp press of a presence. A dark, manly, intoxicatingly yet familiar scent wrapped around me before I even turned.

My breath hitched and I spun sharply.

“Ronan.”

He stood right behind me and his intense eyes locked only on me.

My eyes widened in shock. “Why are you here?”

Before I could demand an answer, his arm snaked around my waist, pulling me flush against the hard wall of his chest. His gaze, molten and unyielding, burned down into mine.

“To tell you,” he murmured, his voice low and dangerous, “what happens when you steal an Alpha’s kiss and then run away.”

Before I could draw another breath, he moved.

The world tilted, the ground disappeared. His body coiled with raw strength as he launched us backward off the cliff.

The roar of the river swallowed my gasp as Ronan carried me down, locked firmly in his arms.

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