บททั้งหมดของ Taming the Rogue Luna: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

The battlefield explodes into chaos, growls and snarls blending into the sound of wolves clashing with unmatched speed and ferocity. Some fight in their human form, some in wolf form... and I prefer to fight this way... because I know if I unleash my wolf, they'll all be dead in seconds. I’m already moving, my body surging forward like a coiled spring released. Octavius' instructions were clear. No killing them unless they refuse to back down. It'll probably be safe for everyone that way, because if my Wolf goes on a killing rampage, there might be no way to stop her. My wolf howls with exhilaration, the scent of our enemies sharp and intoxicating in the air, driving my every move. It’s been too long since I’ve let this side of myself take over. Too long since I’ve fought like this—not just to survive, but to win. I lunge at the nearest wolf, slamming into him with a force that sends us both skidding across the dirt. My claws sink into his shoulder, and he yelps before twisting to s

The packhouse is in a frenzy the moment we step inside. The warriors move swiftly, their faces grim, angered, wary and nervous as they carry Octavius’s unconscious body down the main hall. The metallic tang of blood lingers in the air, his scent overpowering everything else and making it impossible for me to think clearly...He's going to be okay...“Get him to the infirmary now!” Samson barks, his voice sharp as he directs the group through the packhouse.I follow after them, my boots echoing against the polished floor as my heart hammers in my chest. Octavius’s head lolls to the side, his face pale, and it feels like the air has been sucked out of the room. He’s going to be fine. He has to be fine. As they make a sharp turn into a wide hallway, I am seconds after from following after them, but someone has the audacity to stop me. I feel a hand go around my arm and turn swiftly to catch Miyuki gripping me, stopping me before I can follow them any further. “Kaida. Let them do their

The door creaks softly as I finally push it open, his scent immediately enveloping my senses. The room is quiet, save for the faint hum of medical equipment, and the moment I step in...I see him. My heart drops sharply as my eyes land on him.Octavius is standing on the side of his bed, his shirtless chest wrapped in a single bandage, right where his wound is, his skin still pale but no longer deathly. His icy blue eyes find mine the second I step inside, and despite everything, they hold the same steady intensity they always do...“Kaida,” he says, his voice low and rough as he turns his body to face me, his face seemingly lighting up as soon as he sees me.My throat tightens, and I force myself to move closer, stopping a few feet away from him as I relive everything I felt the moment I saw he was injured, when I thought he wasn't going to make it."Octavius..." I say quietly as I keep my distance from him. My emotions are a mess as they continue to swirl inside of me, and I don't k

The walk to see Victor is silent as I remain behind Octavius. He leads us forward while Miyuki, Samson and a few others trail behind us, including Lucas, Akando and Rafe as well as a few other pack warriors.We are taken through the same set of cells I was brought to when I was first captured, and I can't lie, being back here, puts me on edge as I remember how tense things were between Octavius and me when I first arrived here. in all honesty, I understand why he did what he did, given the history the Raven Moon Pack has with Rogues. I was one, and I was dangerous to them, still am...At least now, I'm just glad that we've been able to find some common ground and work towards a single goal, and that is finding Lucien.As we approach the lower levels of the packhouse, the air grows colder, heavier. The cells are hidden deep underground—a precaution against escape, not that Victor could make it far. The Raven Moon Wolves don't seem to play when it comes to restraints, I've seen that firs

The sound of our boots echoes through the narrow corridors as we make our way to the cells where the prisoner is being held. The air feels heavier here, cold and damp, like the walls are pressing in. I keep my focus on the task at hand, though I can’t help but glance at Octavius now and then, checking for any signs of discomfort. His movements are sharp and purposeful, showing no signs of pain from the injuries from a few hours ago, but I know better than to assume he’s entirely healed.When we finally reach the reinforced steel door, one of the guards opens it with a mechanical click, revealing the man inside.The first thing I notice is his posture. He’s sitting on the edge of the cot, his elbows resting casually on his knees, but there’s a tension in his body, a readiness that sets my wolf on edge. His tanned skin is marred by faint scars, and his dark brown hair is dishevelled, falling slightly into his golden eyes as he looks up at us.The second thing I notice is the way Miyuki f