Luna Wicken のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 131 - チャプター 140

The fabric of the dress whispered against my skin as Pearl helped me into it, her delicate hands working with a practiced ease. I stood before the mirror, and for a moment, the image reflected back was that of a stranger—a woman draped in elegance, poised and regal, yet with eyes shadowed by a tumultuous heart. The lace and silk clung to my form, the gold embroidery catching the light like fireflies in the night."You're breathtaking," Pearl murmured, stepping back to admire her work, her voice tinged with wonder. But as I continued to study my reflection, my heart trembled beneath the weight of the moment. The dress embodied dreams that were never meant to be, hopes built upon a foundation now fractured by loss and lingering uncertainty.A single tear escaped the corner of my eye, tracing a silent path down my cheek. Before it could reach my chin, I quickly wiped it away, unwilling to let weakness mar this moment. I couldn't afford to fall apart, not now—not when the Elders and the p

Luna’s povI slammed the car door shut, adrenaline flooding through my veins like a wildfire. The engine roared to life beneath my touch, every vibration matching the frantic beat of my heart. I could still see the plumes of smoke curling into the sky from the attack, stark and ominous against the late afternoon horizon. My foot pressed down on the accelerator, desperate to bridge the gap between who I was now and the pack that needed me.The tires screeched as the car shot forward, and the wind whipped through the open windows, tugging insistently at my hair. Each mile felt like an eternity. Questions battled for space in my mind, most of which I couldn't answer just yet. Who attacked the pack? Why, after all this time, had they chosen now?The road twisted and turned, but my hands stayed steady on the wheel, muscle memory guiding me. I let the familiar scents of the forest wash over me, trying to find some semblance of peace amidst the chaos.The path narrowed as I left the main roa

Lunas povThe darkness splintered, shattered by Daisy's voice—as bright as sunlight cutting through a storm."Mummy!"The sound was a lifeline, jerked me back from the brink of oblivion. My heart staggered with newfound resolve, pumping vitality into veins that had begun to cool. I forced my eyes open, the shadowy arena around me blurring into focus.There she was—my daughter—racing toward the centre of the chaos, her small body radiating defiance. I could barely breathe, each intake of air a struggle as I shouted to her across the chasm of darkness."Daisy, no! Get back!" I screamed, voice cracking under the weight of fear. My hands clawed the air, grappling for something, anything, to pull us both free from the spell's web.But Daisy didn't stop; she ran faster, her small feet pounding against the earth with every ounce of courage her four-year-old form could muster. Her determination was an echo of my own, a mirror reflecting my own stubborn spirit. It both terrified and inspired m

Brax's povI drew a deep breath, determined not to let the darkness enfold us. "Spike, I need you to get Daisy out of here!" The mental link sizzled between us, sharp and desperate.Spike moved without hesitation. In a blink, he was beside Daisy, deftly scooping her up as her small arms reached for his neck. Her frightened cries cut at my heart like shards of glass, but knowing she was safe—knowing Spike would ensure her safety—gave me a momentary reprieve.With Daisy’s safety assured, my focus sharpened to a single burning point. Neve. The architect of destruction, the being whose very existence laced the air with torment. His dark eyes locked onto mine, filled with a menacing bravado that dared me to challenge him."You think your feelings make you strong?" Neve's voice slithered through the chaos around us, mockery laced in every syllable. "Love is weakness."I growled in response, words unnecessary. There was only action now, only the battle that surged between us like a raging ri

Brax's POVI turned to see Jack, his eyes hard and simmering with a mixture of disbelief and frustration. The reality of the moment felt jarring against the warmth Daisy's touch had infused within me. I stepped back, a protective instinct flaring up and simmering within."What do you mean, dangerous? She's just a child," I insisted, glancing down at Daisy, whose innocence was as tangible as the earth beneath my feet.Jack folded his arms, a sceptical glint in his eyes. "There's a lot you've missed since you’ve been God knows where. I still can't believe Luna was right and you weren't dead." His tone was laced with something more than disbelief—it was anger and maybe a touch of resentment.Pearl, who had stepped to my side, gave Jack a pointed look. "Why don't you take the kids to their room while I talk to Brax? There's a lot to fill him in on and not much time."Jack rolled his eyes, a gesture that seemed more reflexive than genuine. With a reluctant nod, he gestured for the children