All Chapters of THE LUNA REBIRTH: REVENGE UNDER THE MOON: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The night sky no longer radiated serenity.Where the moon once shone with divine purity, now hovered an eerie, blood-soaked sphere—the Lunar Eclipse. It bathed the Silver Moon Pack lands in rust-red light, turning familiar forests into haunted shadows and casting jagged silhouettes over the ground like the scars of forgotten gods.Iris stood at the edge of the sacred cliff where ceremonies had once united the pack. The clearing below, normally used for rituals and celebrations, now glowed faintly—alive with magic awakened by the eclipse. The silence around her was unnatural, as if the world was holding its breath.Beside her, Aiden stood still. Bandages laced across his shoulder, the remnants of their recent battle with Elarion still fresh. His hand found hers, calloused fingers weaving into her trembling ones.“I can feel it again,” Iris whispered. “There’s something ancient in the air. Watching. Stirring.”Aiden’s eyes narrowed. “Another enemy?”She shook her head, lips pale. “Not a

The forest whispered with unseen voices, their echoes tangling through the branches like threads of forgotten truths. Dawn filtered softly through the canopy, pale and cold. The air tasted of ash and old magic. Iris stood motionless before the remnants of the celestial scroll. Its golden letters had vanished into the wind, but the message burned into her memory like flame into parchment: “The Crown has burned. But the Root remains. Seek the Hollow Star.” The Hollow Star. A name that stirred something deep within her. Not a memory—no. Something older. Something buried in the marrow of her bones. Aiden stood beside her, his stance guarded, watchful. “What now?” he asked quietly. Iris didn’t answer right away. Her thoughts churned, trying to reconcile the strange name with the vision the Moon Goddess had once shown her. The Root. The Hollow Star. Something ancient and unfinished. “I need answers,” she finally said. “From the Seers.” Scene 1: The Moon Seers’ Revelation By n

The ground trembled beneath their feet, a deep, bone-rattling quake that sent loose stones tumbling from the cliffs surrounding the Silver Moon Valley. Above them, the sky began to fracture—not in pieces, but in bleeding lines of crimson that tore through the atmosphere like claws. From the peak of the distant mountains, the sky split open, oozing red light like spilled blood. Iris clutched her chest where the Hollow Star mark pulsed violently. It wasn’t pain that consumed her—it was pressure, the sense of something far older and darker bearing down on her very soul. Aiden caught her just before she collapsed. His eyes scanned the impossible wound in the sky. “That rift… It’s not natural. I’ve never seen it behave like that.” “No,” Iris whispered. “It’s a reaction. The Hollow Star… my awakening… It’s drawn something in. Something. Something watching.” Behind them, Lyra staggered up the ridge, shielding her eyes from the burning sky. “That’s not just a crack. It’s a gate. Someth

The ruins of the Spire lay under a shroud of silver moonlight, every broken stone humming with the aftermath of conflict. Wind swirled around Iris as she stood at the edge, the once-holy place stretching beneath her like a scar across the earth. Her heart thundered with a realization too massive to name.A twin.Not a dream. Not a myth. But flesh. Bone. Blood.The vision had been too vivid, too clear. She had seen herself—but darker. A mirror was fractured down the middle. Her breath trembled as she stared across the ruins.Aiden came up behind her, quiet as always. His presence was a calm tide, but tonight, it wasn’t enough.“What do we do now?” he asked softly.Iris’s voice was distant. “We find her. Before she finds us.”Scene 1: Echoes Beneath the Mirror MoonThat night, sleep found Iris unwillingly. And with it, the mirror moon.In the dream, the sky bled. A moon fractured into twin crescents spun above her. Beneath it, a barren field stretched endlessly. And at its center—her.N

Darkness was no longer a place—it was a presence.Iris lay in Aiden’s arms as the mark on her wrist twisted violently, glowing black beneath the golden seal that had once shimmered with the Moon Goddess’s light. Her breathing was erratic, her pupils dilated. The valley's sacred energy grew unstable, the air rippling like disturbed water.“She’s losing control,” Lyra said, casting protective runes around them. “Something's fused into her core—something ancient.”“Not something,” Iris murmured, her voice laced with another tone—a deeper, colder cadence. “Someone.”The others froze.“Elara,” Aiden whispered.“No,” Iris corrected, lifting her head slowly. Her eyes flashed—half hers, half veiled in obsidian. “It’s older than Elara. It’s the shadow that made her.”Scene 1: The Voice WithinInside Iris’s mind, a storm brewed.She stood on a floating shard of moonlight, surrounded by an ocean of shadows. In front of her stood a figure cloaked in tattered mist. It had no face, yet its presence