All Chapters of A Reincarnated Luna: Chapter 81 - Chapter 85

Eliana’s breaths came in shallow gasps as she leaned against the tree trunk, the forest’s damp air clinging to her skin. Memories swirled in her mind like a whirlwind, pulling her back to the moment everything changed.It was late one night at Caleb’s mansion, the quiet of the vast estate broken only by the soft rustling of leaves outside her window. She had been restless, her thoughts occupied by Caleb’s piercing gaze and the unspoken tension between them. That night, he had appeared in her room unannounced, his presence commanding yet tender.“I shouldn’t be here,” Caleb had said, his voice low, almost a whisper. But he didn’t leave.Their connection was undeniable, magnetic even. The walls Eliana had carefully built around herself crumbled as she allowed him to step closer. That night, under the dim glow of the moonlight streaming through her window, they had shared something intimate, something that transcended words.But the morning after, the truth unraveled. S

The moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the battlefield as the Blood Moon Pack and the Lycan Shadow Pack squared off. The dense forest echoed with growls, snarls, and the crackle of branches underfoot. Tensions were high as the two opposing packs braced for a confrontation that would change their fates forever.Caleb stood at the front of his pack, his sharp eyes scanning the opposing force. Despite the burning silver cuffs that had bound him hours ago, his strength had returned, his wolf's fury unrelenting. Damien Ferns, the Alpha of the Lycan Shadow Pack, stood opposite him, his expression smug and taunting."Damien," Caleb growled, his voice steady but laced with venom. "You made a mistake coming into my territory, taking my people, and dragging me here. You'll regret it."Damien smirked, his amber eyes gleaming under the moonlight. "Oh, Hemmington, you're always so predictable. Charging in with all your might, yet blind to the truths that surround y

Eliana’s fingers trembled as she pulled open the black bag that Headmistress Rosie had handed her, her heart racing. The objects inside shimmered in the dim light, and a sudden wave of familiarity washed over her. The fragments in her mind, blurred and distant, started to come into focus. Something stirred deep inside her, a memory, a feeling she couldn't quite place.She stood frozen in the center of the room, gazing at the bag, as the sounds of muffled voices and low growls filtered through the walls. Then, the roar rang out—louder this time, raw and primal. Eliana’s pulse quickened, a sense of dread seeping into her bones. She dropped the bag onto the floor, its contents scattered. The picture of the woman in her dreams. Starting to see the clear pictures in her memories while she rushed toward the door. Her feet barely touched the ground as she flew outside, the air thick with tension.Her gaze darted across the yard, and there, in the clearing just beyond the