All Chapters of Chasing my Luna : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 90 – The Final Trial The descent into darkness was sudden and disorienting, pulling them downward with a force that defied logic. Jessica clutched her children tightly to her chest, shielding them instinctively as the world around her dissolved into chaos. The air grew colder, heavier, pressing against her skin like a suffocating shroud. Whispers echoed in the void—fragmented, overlapping voices speaking in languages both familiar and alien. “Unite…”“Betray…”“Survive…”Each word carried weight, resonating deep within her bones as though they were commands etched into the fabric of reality itself. When they finally landed, it wasn’t on solid ground but on a vast, shimmering platform suspended in an endless expanse of stars. The surface beneath their feet pulsed faintly, glowing with runes similar to those scattered throughout Sanctuary. Above them stretched an infinite sky, dotted not with constellations but with shifting symbols that seemed to form sentences before dis

Chapter 92 – The Walls Bleed Again The voice hit Jessica like a thunderclap, jolting her to her core. It wasn’t just the sound of her mother’s voice that startled her—it was the clarity, the raw emotion behind it. She sounded as real as if she were standing beside her, her breath warm against her ear. But that was impossible. Her mother had been dead for years. She had mourned her, buried her in her heart alongside Bryan, and carried their memories through every trial since. Yet here she was, speaking to her as though no time had passed at all. “Remember who you are, Jessica. Don’t let them change you.” Her knees buckled, and she stumbled back, clutching her head. Around her, the group froze, their expressions shifting from confusion to alarm as the fortress walls began to bleed once more—crimson rivulets seeping from cracks in the stone, pooling on the floor and spreading outward like tendrils of ivy. The scent of iron filled the air, sharp and metallic, making her stomach ch

Chapter 94 – The Dawn of Vigilance The plain stretched endlessly before them, bathed in the soft hues of dawn. The air was crisp and cool, carrying with it the faint scent of earth and dew—a stark contrast to the oppressive weight of the fortress they had left behind. For a moment, the group simply stood there, allowing themselves to breathe without the constant pressure of impending doom looming over their heads. But even in this newfound calm, something felt… off. “This isn’t over,” Selene murmured, breaking the silence. Her spectral form flickered faintly as she scanned the horizon, her gaze sharp and calculating. “It can’t be. Not after everything we’ve been through.” Jessica nodded slowly, her hand instinctively tightening around her children as they stirred slightly in her arms. “You’re right. It’s not over. But maybe… maybe it’s different now.” Kade stepped forward, his wolf retreating beneath his skin but still present, coiled and ready. “Different how?” “I don’t k

Chapter 96 – The Shifting Horizon The plain stretched endlessly before them, bathed in the soft glow of dawn. Yet, as they walked, the landscape began to shift subtly—almost imperceptibly at first. Colors bled into one another like watercolors on wet paper, and the horizon seemed to stretch and warp as though reality itself were unraveling at the edges. Jessica paused, her breath catching in her throat as she noticed it: the trees that had stood tall and still moments ago now swayed gently despite the absence of wind. The grass beneath their feet shimmered faintly, not with dew but with something more ethereal—a faint, otherworldly glow that pulsed rhythmically, like a heartbeat. “What’s happening?” Lucas muttered, his voice tinged with unease. He glanced around nervously, gripping his dagger tightly as if expecting an attack from the very air itself. “It’s adapting,” Selene replied softly, her spectral form flickering faintly. Her gaze darted across the shifting scenery, her

Chapter 98 – The Fractured Nexus The vast plain stretched endlessly before them, bathed in the soft glow of dawn. Yet, as they walked, the landscape began to shift subtly—almost imperceptibly at first. Colors bled into one another like watercolors on wet paper, and the horizon seemed to stretch and warp as though reality itself were unraveling at the edges. Jessica paused, her breath catching in her throat as she noticed it: the trees that had stood tall and still moments ago now swayed gently despite the absence of wind. The grass beneath their feet shimmered faintly, not with dew but with something more ethereal—a faint, otherworldly glow that pulsed rhythmically, like a heartbeat. “What’s happening?” Lucas muttered, his voice tinged with unease. He glanced around nervously, gripping his dagger tightly as if expecting an attack from the very air itself. “It’s adapting,” Selene replied softly, her spectral form flickering faintly. Her gaze darted across the shifting scenery,