All Chapters of 3 BOOKS. The Lunas of vengeance: Chapter 391 - Chapter 400

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Getting rid of the baby

Kayla's pov I wasn’t eavesdropping. Not exactly. But what I was hearing turned my blood cold. “Mother, you can’t be serious.” Adrian’s voice was now low, but furious. “You’d really consider it? Getting rid of the child?” I stood in utter shock and horror.That was their solution? To kill our baby that was a pure miracle to begin with?My heart sank and I crept a little closer. My hands were already shaking. “I’m only saying it because someone has to.” That was Lady Catherine—his cold, elegant, always-composed mother. “You’re too clouded by your feelings to see how dangerous this could be.” “Dangerous?” Adrian sounded like he could barely contain his anger. “This is my child. My child with Kayla. You expect me to—what—just go along with that?” There was a pause, long and heavy. I could practically hear Lady Catherine folding her arms. “Don’t twist my words, Adrian,” she said finally. “You know I don’t take pleasure in this. But you have to understand, the council won’t accept t

Meet Louisa

Adrian POV I don’t know why I agreed to this meeting in the first place. Maybe I just wanted to get it over with. Maybe I was hoping it would be quick—simple. But the moment I stepped into the gold-trimmed hallway and saw Louisa standing there with that all-too-familiar glint in her gold eyes, I remembered exactly why I hated being around her people.1. Who even had automatic gold born eyes when we were basically praying for one. She was already walking toward me with that slow, graceful, predatory stride that always made the hairs on my arms rise. She looked like royalty, like danger, like someone who was used to getting everything she wanted. I wasn't surprised because their people had always looked down on us. They all believed they were above us. “Adrian,” she greeted, without adding Alpha as she brushed a kiss against both of my cheeks. “Still handsome. Still tense.” I gave a stiff smile. “Can you blame me when I'm still surrounded by Lycans.” She laughed, low and amused,

Grandfather

Adrians POV I found Hector in the east courtyard, standing beneath a tree that had just started to bloom. He wasn’t alone—two guards stood nearby, but he looked truly and utterly relaxed. Maybe for the first time in a while. “You’re not trying to run away, are you? You look very chill.” I asked, folding my arms. He glanced up at me and smirked. “I thought about it. But then I remembered how fast you are. So I gave up on it and wait for our meeting time.” I gave him a half-smile as I approached. “Given that i had imprisoned you out of jealousy. I thought you were going to punch me the moment we landed here.” “I still might,” he said, but there was no heat behind his words. We stood there in silence for a few seconds, the breeze between us more comfortable than it had ever been. “How’s Kayla?” Hector finally asked. His voice was careful, not too soft, not too emotional. Neutral. “She’s… better. Tired. A little anxious about being here, but I’m keeping an eye on her,” I replied h

Mr Kim

Adrian's POV I was shocked yes, but i wasn't expecting much when I was told Kaylas grandfather who was called Mr. Kim had come to see me. Honestly, I was still half convinced it was some elaborate stunt—maybe even something Augustine cooked up to mess with Kayla. But the moment I stepped into the room where the man waited, I froze. The man stood up slowly, a soft smile on his face. He was tall, lean but healthy. Skin tanned from years in the sun but he looked as wealthy as my councilmen, he was probably a nobleman. His hair had gone completely silver, but his posture was proud, his shoulders squared like someone who had survived life’s worst and still stood tall. And his eyes. They were Kayla’s eyes. Could this be her real family? Was she truly Lady Rina's daugther? My stomach twisted. Damn it. “Alpha Adrian,” the man said warmly. “It’s an honor to meet you. I’m Mr. Kim. Thank you for coming.” He reached out and shook my hand. His grip was firm. I tried not to stare at his ey

Meeting her family

Kayla's POV The dream was so warm I almost didn’t want to wake up. I was sitting on a sunny porch, wearing a light summer dress, my baby giggling in my arms. Adrian was beside me, barefoot and smiling, holding a bottle of milk like he was born to do it. There were flowers blooming around the porch, white and lavender, and everything smelled sweet and alive. The baby—our baby—had his eyes. Golden. Bright. Full of light. And for once, I felt... full too. Not hollow, not scared, not broken. Just happy. Then I felt something shift behind me—real, not dream-like. The bed dipped. Warmth pressed against my back. A low breath near my neck. I blinked, the dream slipping through my fingers like water as I turned slightly to find Adrian curling around me, still in his black t-shirt, hair tousled, the faintest trace of a smile on his lips.He apologized for waking me then said the most shocking thing. “I just met a man,” He said softly. “He claims to be Your... grandfather.” I shot up fro

Apologies

Kayla – POV I stood in the middle of the room, surrounded by silence. Adrian’s scent was everywhere—on the sheets, in the pillow I used to cling to, in the clothes hanging neatly in the wardrobe. It wrapped around me like a memory I wasn’t ready to let go of. But I had to. I pressed my lips together and bent down to zip up the small duffel bag. I didn’t even pack everything, just enough to get by for a few days. I couldn’t bear to take more. Not yet. Not when this felt like peeling myself away from something that still had its claws deep in my heart. After meeting my grandfather today—after everything he told me—there was just too much spinning in my head. Too many questions, too many buried truths, too much I didn’t understand. And Adrian… he’d done so much for me, tried so hard to protect me. But there was still a wall between us, and I wasn’t sure if I was ready to break it down, or if it was there to keep me safe. I heard the door open quietly behind me. “Kayla?” I di

Kayla on her own

Kayla's pov The corridor felt longer than usual. Maybe because my steps were heavier. Or maybe because it felt like I was walking away from something I was never ready to leave. I tried to keep my head down, moving quietly, hoping I wouldn't run into anyone. The ache in my chest kept growing, curling into something sharp and constant. I wasn’t just moving my things—I was pulling my heart out piece by piece and pretending it was the right thing to do. I wasn’t sure it was. Why does this feel like goodbye? I paused at the next hallway, wiping under my eyes quickly in case someone appeared. My reflection in one of the ornate mirror frames lining the wall startled me—red eyes, flushed cheeks, and that same lost look I used to see in myself when I was still stuck in Xavier’s pack. Only this time, it wasn’t fear in my eyes. It was heartbreak. "Luna Kayla?" I turned too quickly, already trying to wipe my tears away like they hadn’t been there. Ingrid stood at the end of the hall, he

Life after Adrian

Kayla's POV The morning air smelled like citrus and something faintly herbal—maybe rosemary or sage. I couldn’t tell. My brain had been stuck in a haze ever since I moved here. The guest room that I was now in sat nestled in a quiet part of the palace, it felt far from Xavier, the councilmen and any other problems I had. That alone made it feel like a safe haven, but emotionally? I was still wrecked. Today though, I was going out with my grandfather to places he wanted to show me. So that was at least something to look forward to. “Come on, sweetheart,” my grandfather said, nudging open the old wooden door that led to a back garden. “It’s not much, but I’ve kept your mother’s garden alive.” That alone was enough to make my chest tighten. I followed him out into the sunlight. The garden wasn’t large, but it was wild and colorful—like it had refused to be tamed. It felt right, somehow. My fingers trailed through the petals of something yellow and soft as we walked. “She p

Familiar blondes

Kayla's pov Grandpa leaned closer and squinted. “Ah… must’ve been an open event where everyone could come so he didn't have to hide her." His words made sense, but something felt offDidn't Lady Catherine say she had never met Lady Rina?All Lunas are required to attend every open event, even if they were sick, wouldn't they have met then? Was she lying then? Could she have been the person who killed my mother? I stared harder at the photograph my grandpa handed me. My fingers traced the old edges as if I could pull the memories out just by touching them. Then i noticed something else.There was something about the way —Adrian’s father—stood with his arm around the familiar blonde man even though my mum was in the middle. There was comfort there, a closeness even a blind man would see. Could this blonde man have been the best friend Lady Catherine mentioned? He looked so much like the woman I saw with Adrian a few days ago. Same pale golden hair, same piercing light eyes. A sib

Louisa and Kayla meet

Kaylas POVI stood alone in the dim hallway, staring at the old, worn photograph my grandfather had handed me hours ago. The blonde girl really looked a lot like the blonde man.My fingers ran across the edges slowly, brushing over the faded faces and soft creases from time. My mother looked so young in the picture—her smile bright and warm. There was something in her eyes that made my chest ache, like I was seeing a piece of myself in her… and that only made it hurt worse.I didn’t even realize I’d been standing still for so long until someone passed behind me and gave me a curious glance. I tucked the picture into my pocket and took a shaky breath. I needed to leave before Adrian saw me—before I had to explain where I was going or why I didn't want to be in the same space as him anymore.I took one quiet step backward, then another.Almost made it.Then—“Kayla?”His voice caught me mid-step. Of course, he’d catch my scent. He was a damn Alpha. I froze.Slowly, I turned around. Adr

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