All Chapters of The Chosen Human Luna: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Eve's POVAfter my call with Michael, I was getting ready to leave the hotel. If I wanted to move in my wolf form, I knew I could only travel under cover of night. I checked my essentials, phone, ID cards, cash, making sure everything was intact. That’s when I felt it: a sudden shift in the atmosphere, heavy against my back like a weight pressing down.I sniffed the air. Nothing.“Don’t bother,” a voice slid into the room, familiar and commanding. “You can only pick my scent if I want you to. Right now, I only wanted you to feel my presence.”I spun around.Collins.The Greek god himself lounged on the couch in the corner, as though the room belonged to him, his posture relaxed, infuriatingly at ease."When—and how—did you get here?" I asked, keeping the bed between us.He sighed, crossing one leg over the other with careless grace. “You ask too many unnecessary questions.”"Why are you here?" I pressed, ignoring the jab. My wolf stayed silent, leaving me to face him alone, as always.

Third Person POV"And who the hell are you?" Michael growled, his wolf pushing to the surface, forcing a half-shift.His ears slid up the sides of his head, claws lengthened, and sharp fangs flashed as he snarled.Collins turned his gaze toward him. His eyes glowed, and instantly, Michael’s wolf recoiled, curling deep inside him. Eve froze in terror, scrambled off the bed, and crouched behind it.Michael tried to force a full shift, but it was like his wolf had been ripped away."Michael," Collins said, his voice calm. "Damien’s loyal beta. I did not come for war. You wanted Analica, and I promised Eve I would bring her. Let her undo the mess she created."Michael’s chest heaved. "How do you know my name?" he demanded, though his wolf was silent within him.Collins exhaled sharply. "Is this a Dakota family trait? Too many questions." His tone sharpened. "Take Analica to Damien."Michael swallowed, then nodded, leading the way. Analica followed close behind."Eve," Collins said softly,

Damien's POVTo keep the element of surprise, we all stayed at the hospital. It was a blessing that I had an office on the top floor, private enough for strategy, close enough to Analica’s ward, and big enough for us to stay together as a family while we waited for her to wake.When I visited her, the sight hollowed my chest. She lay still as a corpse, her skin pale, her lips bloodless. If not for the gentle rise and fall of her chest, one would think death had already claimed her. My wolf shifted uneasily beneath my skin, a low growl echoing in the hollow of my ribs. She wasn’t my mate, but she was someone dear to me, a friend, seeing her like this raked at instincts I couldn’t silence."It’s been two days already. Is Analica ever waking up?" Ariana’s voice broke the silence.I raised my head from the desk and met her gaze across the room. She lounged on the couch, eyes heavy with worry, but her tone had that teasing lilt she used to keep us from sinking too deep into dread. Before I

Third Person POVThe clash of wolves tore through the night. Bodies slammed into one another, teeth snapping, claws raking flesh. The battlefield was a storm of fur and blood, howls rising and breaking against the trees. Damien’s wolf, Kai, loomed in the centre of the chaos, black fur bristling as he hurled Leo’s wolf across the field with a savage twist of his neck. The rival alpha crashed into the dirt but rose again, snarling, eyes feral red.Around them, Damien’s guards fought against rogues in brutal packs of two and three. Blood spattered the grass as jaws locked on throats, as claws dug trenches into earth and skin alike. A pair of rogue wolves soared overhead, using magic-enhanced leaps to crash down in unexpected places, scattering defenders.Inside the cabin, Analica dragged Ariana away from the worst of the fight, her magic shimmering faintly as a shield around them. Ariana’s breaths came shallow and weak, her human body unable to hold the strain of the White Wolf’s earlier

Third Person POVMichael’s voice carried a finality that settled the air. "They’ve been captured. Victoria and Alpha Leo."Damien didn’t wait. He rose immediately, the weight of the war still clinging to him, and strode out of the hospital. Ariana remained behind to watch over Eve and Analica, who still lay unconscious, suspended between worlds."Where are they?" Damien asked, his voice a low growl as Michael fell into step beside him."In the basement of your apartment. Shackled to the ground," Michael replied.Minutes later, their car pulled into the familiar drive. Damien moved with lethal calm down the stairs, into the dim basement where two figures sat bound. Victoria, pale but defiant, and Alpha Leo, eyes glittering with something between arrogance and madness.Damien dragged a chair across the floor, its scrape echoing like a warning. He sat, posture controlled, though his wolf pressed hard beneath the surface. Michael remained to his right, steady, silent."For a woman in your