Chapter 85: The Choice

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• The Captive Luna: A Potion of Oblivion    Chapter 95: Six Months Later

  Six months later.The early morning in Moonshade Valley was as peaceful as ever.A thin layer of mist gently blanketed the distant mountain slopes. The sun had yet to rise fully, with only soft golden rays filtering through the leaves, casting a silky glow over rooftops and treetops. The air was crisp, the vegetation soaked in dew, and the faint fragrance of wildflowers drifted along the breeze, carrying the distinct scent of this land, shrouded in forests and eternal fog.Across the terraced fields winding along the hillsides, the people of Ivyshade bustled with the harvest. The sounds of chatter, scythes slicing through crops, and birdsong blended together, painting a lively, serene scene.Suddenly, from the stone path leading into the valley, a young warrior came rushing over, his voice echoing loudly as he delivered urgent news,“Alpha Raven of Blood Moon is here again!”The moment those words fell, the entire field fell eerily silent.The villagers,

• The Captive Luna: A Potion of Oblivion    Chapter 94: Departure

  Raven woke with a jolt, his eyes opening to the dim, lingering darkness. Instinctively, he reached for the space beside him, only to touch the cold, empty sheets devoid of any warmth.The sun had yet to rise. Where could Lyra have gone at this hour?Raven sat there, dazed, his mind hazy and sluggish, until his eyes landed on the hourglass resting on the wooden shelf. Only then did he realize… he had slept straight through until the following night.This wasn’t normal at all.A wave of foreboding churned in his chest. Raven threw off the covers and hurriedly dressed, striding out of the room, his voice slicing through the quiet like a sharp blade,“Someone come!”The attendants waiting outside the guest quarters rushed over upon hearing his command, bowing their heads respectfully.Raven wasted no words. His eyes darkened, his voice cold enough to chill the air,“Where’s Lyra?”The attendant hesitated slightly, their expression flickering with unea

• The Captive Luna: A Potion of Oblivion    Chapter 93: The Last Night

  Raven felt utterly captivated by Lyra's grey-blue eyes, like being pulled into a boundless, icy, and mesmerizing ocean, unable to break free. His heart pounded wildly, each beat so fierce it felt as though it might burst through his chest, his reason stretched to its limit.He didn't know what he should do, only that his instincts were leading the way.Unconsciously, the distance between them grew smaller and smaller, their breaths mingling, just a slight tilt forward and Raven could finally taste the lips he'd yearned for day and night.But Lyra didn’t step back like she always had before. She stood still, eyes shimmering with an indescribable mix of emotions, as though she, too, was waiting for something.The moment their lips touched, a jolt of electricity surged down Raven’s spine, and the entire world seemed to come to a halt.Brilliant fireworks exploded in his mind, sweeping away all the painful memories, the distance, the countless misunderstandings, the

• The Captive Luna: A Potion of Oblivion    Chapter 92: The Lost Civilization

  Inside the private chamber, only Raven and a tall warrior remained. The man was Noah, the leader of the expedition to the eternal snow peaks of the Arvani Mountains.Noah bowed slightly before him, his eyes calm, his demeanor respectful as he presented a stack of aged parchment, its edges weathered and frayed, as though corroded by frost and time.“Alpha, during this expedition, aside from retrieving the Glacialis Herba, our forces also discovered the remnants of a long-lost civilization.” Noah paused, his hoarse voice tinged with solemnity. “It lies deep within the heart of the Arvani range, buried beneath the eternal ice.”A flash of curiosity sparked in Raven’s eyes, an interest for a world unknown to him.Noah continued, “We thoroughly searched the entire area. There were no signs of life. No bodies, no remains of any kind. But the architecture still stood, ancient ruins scattered across the ice. Though broken and worn, it was clear this had once been the territo

• The Captive Luna: A Potion of Oblivion    Chapter 91: Meaningless

  A heavy silence fell over the room, as if even the air itself had frozen.Raven's sharp eyes fixed on her, unwavering yet patient, waiting for her response. But Lyra remained silent, neither admitting nor denying his words. Her gaze lowered, long lashes veiling the storm in her eyes.After a brief moment, she slowly stepped forward, placing the steaming bowl of medicine into Raven’s hand.He said nothing more and obediently drank it all.When he finished, Lyra spoke, her voice soft as a whisper, yet each word cut like a blade,“Whether that bond exists or not… does it even matter anymore?”Before Raven could reply, Lyra's voice interrupted him, calm, but layered with undeniable pressure,“I’m no longer a lone rogue… nor am I the lowly servant from your pack.”She lifted her head, her eyes meeting his directly, unwavering and resolute,“Raven, I am the Luna of Ivyshade.”Her words drifted through the air, light as a breeze, yet each syllable cr

• The Captive Luna: A Potion of Oblivion    Chapter 90: Returned

  In the days that followed, the tense, chaotic atmosphere within the Blood Moon pack gradually stabilized. The primary reason was Raven's steadily improving condition, his complexion grew rosier by the day, his breathing became steady, and though his body had not fully recovered, the imminent danger had passed.The affairs within the pack were also swiftly reorganized by Callen and the elders. Despite the turmoil left behind by the recent incident, the sense of unity within the pack began to rekindle.The news that the Blood Moon warriors had successfully returned from Moonshade Valley further fueled everyone’s hope. They brought with them Sylverleaf, a rare herb essential for crafting an antidote to suppress the Thanorite toxin.Under Lyra's meticulous guidance and the aid of Ivyshade's healers, the precious medicine was quickly brewed. In no time, doses of the suppressant were distributed to every warrior and civilian affected by the poisoning. The most severe symptoms