All Chapters of The chosen luna: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Selene’s POVHis lips were still, frozen under mine.I didn’t know what made me do it, but the moment I kissed him, the room felt like it had stopped breathing.Even Dark.The fire in his eyes dimmed just a little.His claws twitched, but they didn’t fall.My heart pounded wildly against my chest as I held onto him. I could feel the tremble running through his body, like he was fighting something I couldn’t see.He wasn’t fully shifted, but his skin was still hot, his muscles tight, trembling under my hands.“Dark,” I whispered softly against his lips. “Please.”He blinked.His hands clenched at his sides, veins pulsing unnaturally. I could feel his breath on my cheek.Then his body jerked.He let out a low groan, staggering back. I followed instinct, refusing to let go, but he dropped to his knees, gripping his head in both hands.“Make it stop...” he growled.He slammed his fist into the ground, the floor cracking beneath him.“I can't...” His voice broke. “It’s too loud...”I crouc

Selene POVI stared at the door long after Dark left, my heart thundering in my chest.The mark on my neck still throbbed gently. He marked me.I didn’t know what to feel, anger, confusion, fear... or something else entirely.“Selene,” a voice said behind me.I turned to see Riven standing near the edge of the room, his arms crossed, his face stiff with anger.“We should leave,” he said.I blinked, unsure I heard him right. “Leave?”“Now. While there’s still time.”Dark entered just immediately. He didn’t say a word.I glanced at him, then back at Riven.“Riven, I can’t—”He stepped forward. “You don’t get it, do you? That mark—” He pointed at my neck, his jaw clenched. “He’s claimed you. You didn’t even get a choice.”“I know that!” I snapped. “You think I don’t know what happened?”“Then why are you still here?” he barked. “Why are you letting him pull you into his world? This isn’t you, Selene!”Dara shifted beside him, looking unsure. Silas kept quiet, as usual, but even he wouldn

CHAPTER 55Blue Moon PackLilliana lay sprawled across the sheets, her lips parted slightly as soft pants left her mouth.“Oh moon goddess. Matthew.” Matthew hovered above her, his breath warm against her throat.Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, pulling him deeper, anchoring him to her. His hands gripped her hips bouncing on her.Lilliana arched beneath him, her fingers curling into the sheets, her eyes fluttering open just enough to find Matthew's gaze.He looked down at her.“Does he do it like this?” he whispered.Her lips twisted into a smirk.“Killian?” she breathed, dragging her nails down Matthew’s back. “He’s a child compared to you.”Matthew chuckled, increasing his pace. “A child who thinks he can lead a war.”She laughed softly, the sound muffled by the mattress as she turned her face away, her teeth biting into her lip.Her laughter was cold.Matthew leaned closer, his hand sliding up her stomach to cup her throat.“You really think he’ll win?” he whispered into

Chapter 57The dining room was quiet, only the clinking of silverware and the soft chewing sounds from the head of the table.Alpha Amarah sat, slicing through her roasted venison. Each cut was clean. The blood of the meat smeared across the porcelain plate.Hayley sat on her right, Lilliana on the left. Neither sister spoke for the first few minutes. Hayley cleared her throat, then leaned slightly forward.“Maybe we should… torture Selene ourselves,” she said, forcing casual confidence into her voice. “She’s stubborn. Maybe if she gets a little push, she’ll reveal where the bottle is.”The sound of a knife pausing mid-slice was louder than it should have been.Alpha Amarah lifted her eyes slowly, piercing into Hayley with the weight of ten thousand unspoken rules.Hayley’s lips parted as if to add something else, but Lilliana’s foot kicked her gently beneath the table.Hayley winced.Lilliana quickly smiled.“Our mother knows what she’s doing,” Lilliana said sweetly, turning her gaz

CHAPTER 59SILVER MOON PACKSelene's POVThe door slammed shut behind them.I slumped to the floor, my back throbbing.Lady Havana crouched in front of me, her face filled with worry.“I’m sorry you have to go through all this,” she whispered. “If only Dark was here.”Lady Havana sniffed, I stared at her for a while. I know just how much she's been hiding it and holding it in. Dark absence hurts her the most.She tore a strip from the hem of her dress. “Let me stop the bleeding.”I bit down on my sleeve as she cleaned the wounds. Her hands trembled slightly, but she worked fast.“I’ve been studying the guards,” I said quietly.Havana looked at me. “And?”“There’s a pattern. Only two are stationed outside our cell. One leaves every two hours to report. During that process, there’s only one.”She stared. “And what are we supposed to do with one guard?”“We take his keys.”“You want to fight?” she asked, “You can barely stand.”“I’ll crawl if I have to.”Lady Havana spoke again, softer t