All Chapters of The Cursed Luna's Return : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Secrets Hidden in the Roaring StormThe tempest outside had intensified, the type that rattled the sky as if the very heavens were about to split. Lightning zipped past the windows of the forsaken cabin, creating elongated shadows on the wooden floor. Aria lingered by the door, panting, her heartbeat racing from what she had just uncovered.She wasn’t certain which unsettled her more—the revelation she had discovered… or the expression in Kade’s eyes when he realized she was aware.Kade moved closer, his hair soaked from the deluge, with drops cascading down his neck. His tone was deep, calm, almost unsettlingly tranquil. “Aria… tell me exactly what you witnessed.”She gulped, her fingers gripping the edges of her damp cloak tightly. “I saw you,” she murmured. “Speaking to someone. But that person wasn’t just anyone—it was one of the Council’s shadow guards. And you didn’t seem shocked to see him.”The ensuing silence was dense, oppressive, fraught with peril.Then Kade exhaled slow

The Veil Between Truth and BloodThe storm had not completely passed, but the night had become a taut, electric calm — the type that arrives just before danger strikes. The moon hung partially concealed behind drifting clouds, casting light over the ruins of the ancient courtyard where Arin and Kael now confronted each other like two pieces of a fractured promise.Arin’s heartbeat thudded against her chest. The air around Kael shimmered subtly with power, but there was something deeper underneath it — fatigue, frustration, and an expression he was trying hard to conceal.“You should never have come alone,” Kael said in a low, strained voice.Arin stepped forward. “And abandon you to face whatever this is alone? You ought to know me better.”Kael’s jaw tightened. He averted his gaze, clenching his hands into fists. Every instinct within Arin sensed the turmoil raging inside him. He was hiding something — not out of malice, but out of fear. Not fear of the enemy… but fear of what the tr

Shadows That Refuse to Stay BuriedThe night atmosphere felt dense, laden with a silence that seemed to carry foreboding. Even the breeze appeared hesitant to stir, as though it sensed something ominous approaching—something so dark it could disturb even the moon. Aria sensed it before she had a clear view. A tingling sensation ran down her spine. A weight in her chest. An urging in her veins insistent on fleeing, even though she couldn’t identify the source of her alarm.The pack grounds were more subdued than usual. Warriors moved about with taut shoulders, their gazes darting towards the borders with increased frequency. There was no mention of fear, but it lingered like mist.Aria stepped out of the infirmary after tending to the injured warriors. She cleaned her hands on her tunic and took a deep breath. “The energy tonight…” she said softly.“It’s wrong,” a voice responded from behind her.She turned around to see Rowan, his jaw clenched, his eyes reflecting the turmoil of a man

The Echo That Refused to DieThe evening was eerily silent—so still that not even the wind dared to exhale. The remnants of the Moon Temple loomed ahead, partially collapsed walls shimmering softly under the pale rays of moonlight. Each step Echo took felt burdensome, yet she pressed on. Not when she sensed the pull… that peculiar rhythm in the atmosphere beckoning her name.Rylan walked alongside her, his posture tense and his jaw tightening intermittently. His wolf had been unsettled since they entered the ancient grounds' borders.“Something approaches,” he whispered.Echo concurred. “I can sense it too.”Behind them, Nira and Kalen trailed quietly, their gazes meticulously examining every shadow. The warriors Rylan had assigned were dispersed, creating a protective boundary, but that still didn’t alleviate the heaviness in Echo’s chest.It was not dreadful.It was something more profound. A caution from her lineage… or from the goddess who had begun intertwining the threads of her

The Resonation Beneath Their WoundsThe wind shifted before Aria noticed the footsteps.One moment, the night hung heavy and still, saturated with the earthy scent of the forest. The next, a cold shiver danced across her skin—a primal warning, the kind that hinted at peril long before her mind caught up. Aria straightened gradually, her grip tightening around the torch she’d been using to examine the Moon Temple symbols.Behind her, the branches rustled.“Aria.”Her heart froze.She didn’t need to face him to recognize that voice.Kade.Yet something felt off in the way he uttered her name—thick, strained, like someone grappling with emotions too intense to conceal. Aria turned, and the sight of him caused her breath to hitch. He stood a few paces away, hair tousled, chest heaving with ragged breaths, his eyes swirling with a tempest she couldn’t decipher.“You shouldn’t be out here by yourself,” he said, his tone quiet.“You’re the one who vanished,” Aria retorted gently. “You walked