All Chapters of Rejected mythical Luna: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The scent was the first thing I noticed before my eyes even fluttered open. That sharp sting of disinfectant—and something softer, familiar. Earthy. Warm. Aries.I could hear soft murmurs dancing around me, voices like distant music just beyond my understanding. I shifted slightly, and a dull ache burned across my back. It still hurt—but not like before.“Rex?”A voice I’d recognize in any lifetime.Aries.I forced my eyelids open.The lights weren’t harsh this time. They were softer, clearer. My blurry vision settled, registering what my heart already knew—we weren’t in the tent anymore.Shapes began to form. Then faces.And then I felt his hand wrap around mine—steady, grounding. A touch I had grown used to these past few days.“You’re home now,” Aries whispered.“Home?” I rasped, my voice raw.He nodded gently, eyes locked on mine. I turned my head slowly, scanning the room—and that’s when I saw them.Rose, curled in a corner, her knees to her chest. Her eyes were red, but they lit

I hadn’t passed out again—not since the reunion with Rose, Julian, and everyone else. My eyes had stayed open, and I intended to keep it that way. It was the least I could do, knowing everyone was turning over every stone to get the globe out of me.Ria still hadn’t spoken, but I could feel her presence inside me now, quiet but steady. And that gave me hope—hope that she was okay, that we were okay.Robin had visited after the others left. Like everyone else, he blamed himself—for not protecting me, for Maron’s death. I had to make him understand: it wasn’t his fault. It wasn’t any of theirs. The blame belonged to Ron, and Ron alone.I hadn’t gone to Maron’s grave yet, but it would be the first place I visited once I could get out of this bed. I’d been here a day now, and Aries told me I could finally move back to our room this morning. I was sitting up, waiting for him to come take me there—to take me home.I was still being drained. I could feel it, like a slow leak in my soul. Ever

Aries PovThe room felt colder than ever tonight.I stood by the window, watching the moon rise—round, silver, quiet. It should have brought comfort. Our supposed source of strength. But tonight, it only reminded me how powerless I truly was.My gaze drifted to Rex’s sleeping form, and my heart clenched at what tonight might mean for her… for us.The circle for the shift had been prepared. Robin and the Banished warriors helped draw the ancient runes—symbols passed down through their tribe, ones said to deepen the bond between wolf and soul. Crystals lined the perimeter, pulsing softly with energy. The thick scent of sacred herbs hung in the air, burning in my lungs with every breath.My mother had checked the perimeter herself. Still, nothing felt enough.“She’s not ready,” I muttered as I crouched down, adjusting the circle’s pattern. “Not when she’s like this. Not when she’s already…”“Fading?” Julian said quietly, kneeling beside me.I didn’t respond. I didn’t need to. The word al

Darkness.That was the first thing that greeted me.It was everywhere—silent, still.Not cold. Not warm. Just… empty.Like the pause between heartbeats.The moment before a storm breaks.The last thing I remembered was lying inside the circle.The shift—that was supposed to save me.I felt it coming… right before I slipped into whatever this was.I wasn’t floating or falling. I just was.For a second, I thought this might be death. It was peaceful—comforting, even. But that wasn’t me.Not when people were still waiting for me.Not when he was still waiting.And then—I felt it.A tug.Like a thread tied deep in my core was pulling me back.A heartbeat followed.Weak. Faint. Barely there.But mine.And that was enough for me to know:I wasn’t gone. Not yet.If there was a way into this place… there had to be a way out.“Ria?” I whispered into the void.No response.“Ria…” I called again, louder this time. “Where are you?”“I’m here,” came her voice—soft and distant.It echoed around me,

Rex’s POV — The world still glowed faintly when I opened my eyes fully. The brilliant light had faded, but its echo remained—humming just beneath my skin, steady and sure, like a river that had finally found its path. I stood there, cloaked in Aries' shirt, the warmth of his body still lingering in the fabric. My legs trembled, but I planted my feet and squared my shoulders. Around me, the ritual circle was charred, the symbols burned deep into the earth, still pulsing faintly like they knew what had just happened. I had shifted. I had returned. And I was still me. Aries stood in front of me, his eyes locked on mine like I was both the most fragile and the most terrifying thing he’d ever seen. His gaze glistened with unshed tears and emotions I couldn’t name—but I knew he was holding it all in for my sake. I had whispered those words—I’m not done yet—but even as they left me, my body began to sway. The shift had taken everything I had… and maybe more. If I hadn’t come back whe