Todos los capítulos de The Reborn Luna: Never Again!: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

Aarhea’s Point of ViewThe grand hall that had been dressed for celebration still reeked of roses and candle wax. But the petals on the floor were crushed, the ribbons hanging loose, the air heavy with shame.The wedding had ended before it even began.I sat in the center of it all, staring at the altar where Jake should have been. My hands shook in my lap, the silver band meant for him still clutched in my palm. The whispers of my people echoed in my skull long after they had gone home.He didn’t come.He left me.Why?I pressed my fists to my chest, forcing myself to breathe. But the ache wouldn’t leave. I had to know. I couldn’t live in this emptiness without answers.“Alpha,” one of the Elders voice broke through, sharp as always. “What will you tell your Pack now?”I lifted my head, blinking hard. “I will tell them the truth. That Jake is gone, but I will find him.”Murmurs rose among the gathered elders. Elder Maras stepped closer, worry etched into her lined face. “Aarhea, y

Aarhea's Point of View:The council hall emptied like a battlefield after the fight was done.Whispers followed me out into the courtyard, sharp, cutting, full of doubt.“She believes him still?”“She defies reason.”“Maybe Alpha Draven is right.”Every word dug into me, but I kept my shoulders straight, my chin high, until the last elder vanished down the stone path. Only then did I let my mask fall.Ellias was waiting by the archway, his face grim, his jaw set tight. “You shouldn’t have faced them alone.”“I had to,” I whispered, though my voice cracked.His eyes softened, but he didn’t argue. He simply walked beside me as I climbed the stairs back to my room, the silence between us heavy, suffocating.The moment the door shut behind us, I broke. My hands shook, my chest heaved, and the tears I’d fought back in front of the elders spilled hot down my cheeks.“Ellias,” I gasped, clutching at the letter hidden beneath my sleeve, “why would he say that? Why would Alpha Draven tell them

Aarhea's Point of View: The gates shuddered under the weight of claws and fury. Splinters rained down as wood cracked, steel groaned, and the air filled with the stench of bloodlust.I leapt from the courtyard steps, landing on four paws, my wolf form bristling, my growl a command that split through the chaos. Warriors shifted beside me, their bodies rippling into fur and fangs. The sound of snarls filled the night.“Form the line!” I barked through the link, my Alpha voice sharp as steel. “Protect the civilians. Hold the wall at all costs.”The rogues came.They poured through the broken gate like a black tide, eyes glowing feral red, mouths foaming with hunger. Their howls ripped through the air, savage and wild. The clash was instant, a storm of fur, teeth, and steel.I lunged, slamming into the first rogue, my jaws crushing its throat before it could strike a young warrior at my side. Blood sprayed hot across my muzzle, but I did not stop. Another came, and another....each fallin

Aarhea's Point of View:The moon hung low that night, silver light pouring across the courtyard stones still darkened with blood. I had hoped for silence, for a moment alone to gather myself, but I should have known better.Alpha Draven was waiting.He leaned against one of the stone pillars at the edge of the training ground, his arms folded, his expression carved sharp as ever. When he spoke, there was no softness, no trace of the romantic gestures I had once known from Logan or the bond I had shared with Jake.“You haven’t given me an answer.” His voice was low, unyielding, cutting through the night air.I lifted my chin, refusing to falter. “I already did. I said no.”Alpha Draven stepped closer, his boots echoing against the stone, his crimson gaze steady on mine. “No is not an answer that keeps your Pack safe.”I stiffened, my wolf bristling beneath my skin. “Do not speak to me as if I cannot protect my own people. Crimson is my Pack. I will defend it without tying myself to y

Alpha Draven himself stepped inside. As if summoned by the very conversation.His presence filled the hall at once. Tall, broad, his dark cloak trailing like a shadow. His crimson eyes swept the circle, then landed on me.“Elders,” he said smoothly, his tone respectful but firm. “I hope I am not intruding.”Elder Corin cleared his throat. “We were only… discussing.”“I imagine I know the subject,” Alpha Draven said, his gaze never leaving me. “And I believe it is best to speak without whispers. Let everything be clear.”He walked into the firelight, his movements controlled, deliberate, like a predator who didn’t need to chase its prey.“I will not waste words. I have offered what I know is best, for my Pack, for yours, and for our people. Alpha Aarhea and I together would be stronger than any threat that lingers beyond our borders. It is simple truth.”“Simple truth?” I snapped, unable to hold my tongue. “Or simple ambition?”His lips curved faintly, but there was no warmth in it. “A