All Chapters of The Reborn Luna: Never Again!: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Third Person Point of View:The study door shut behind them with a heavy thud.Roman didn’t speak at first. He stood near the tall window, staring into the night. The torches outside flickered, their light breaking through the glass. His hands were clasped behind his back, his jaw tight.Logan broke the silence first.“Roman… what happened in there? They made you look guilty. Aarhea humiliated you in front of the council.”Roman turned his head slowly, his eyes sharp.“And whose fault is that, Logan?”Logan blinked, taken aback. “Mine? I defended you...” he stopped talking when Roman Cut him.“You defended me like a fool,” Roman snapped, finally facing him.“Blurting out accusations, grinning like a child who thinks he’s already won. Do you know what that makes us look like?”Logan’s face darkened. “Like we were right.”“No,” Roman hissed. “Like we were desperate.”Amara, who had been silent in the corner, finally spoke. Her voice was low, careful.“Father, maybe it’s time we step back.

Aarhea’s Point of ViewThe council room was heavy with silence.Every elder, every guard, even Amara sat waiting for Jake to speak.The weight of their stares pressed down like stone.Jake stood tall beside me, shoulders squared, his face calm though I knew inside he was fighting a storm.“I’ll tell you who I am,” he said, voice steady. “And I’ll tell you why I’m here.”Murmurs rippled instantly. Roman leaned forward, his lips curved in that faint smile I hated.He thought he had already won.I pressed my hand against the table, steadying myself. I had no idea what Jake would say. But I trusted him. I had to.Jake lifted his chin before he spoke. “I wasn’t born in this pack. That much is true. My village was destroyed years ago, raided in the night, burned to the ground. Everyone I loved… gone.” His voice didn’t shake.“I ran, and I survived. I came here because I had nowhere else to go. I came here because I wanted a life where I wasn’t just a survivor, but something more.” he conti

Aarhea’s Point of ViewThe night stretched long, heavy with silence.I sat at the edge of the bed, staring at the flickering fire in the hearth. My thoughts were a storm.Roman wasn’t backing down. He wouldn’t.Jake stood by the window, his silhouette cut sharp against the moonlight. His voice came low, steady.“He’ll strike again, Aarhea.”“I know.” My hands curled into fists on my lap. “And this time, he won’t settle for whispers. He’ll aim straight for me. Maybe even you.”Jake turned, his dark eyes catching mine.“Then we don’t wait. We make the last move before he does.”I swallowed, my throat tight.“You mean the final trap.”Jake crossed the room, kneeling in front of me so we were eye to eye. His hands rested gently on my knees.“Yes. We’ve defended ourselves long enough. But if we want to end him, we have to be careful. No mistakes. If Roman falls, it has to be by his own teeth.”I let out a shaky breath, “So we set the stage. Let him think he’s winning. Let him reveal himsel

Aarhea’s POint of View:The morning air was sharp, biting at my skin as I stepped into my study.Jake was already there, arms crossed, his expression tight.Ellias leaned against the wall, tossing a knife from one hand to the other like it weighed nothing.The moment I closed the door, Ellias smirked. “So… what’s the move, Alpha Aarhea? Roman made a fool of himself last time, but he won’t just roll over. He’ll strike back.”Jake’s voice was low, hard. “Which is why this time, we bury him completely. No cracks. No chances.”I sat down at the desk, staring at both of them. “Roman won’t stop unless we end it. He’s smart, but he’s arrogant. He thinks he’s untouchable. That’s his weakness.”Ellias flipped the knife and caught it smoothly. “So we dig up everything. Every scheme, every shadow deal, every string he’s pulled in the dark. Put it all in front of the council until there’s nowhere left for him to run.”Jake nodded. “We need evidence. Solid evidence. Not whispers. Not traps. Things

Aarhea’s Point of ViewFor the first time in months, Crimson Pack felt quiet. The tension that had coiled in the air like a storm cloud was gone.People still whispered about Roman’s escape, yes, but they no longer looked at me with doubt in their eyes.Instead, when I walked through the village streets, they nodded respectfully. Some even smiled.“Alpha Aarhea,” a young mother called as she held her child. “We’re safe because of you. Thank you.”Her words warmed me more than I expected. I smiled back. “Keep your little one safe. That’s all the thanks I need.”But behind the peace, I knew it was only a pause. Roman was still out there. For now though, I let myself breathe.Graduation was coming soon, and I had almost forgotten what it felt like to think about normal things, like finishing requirements, wearing a gown, and standing with my classmates. Without Amara, who had chosen her father’s side, the thought of graduation felt heavier. We used to dream about that day together. Now