All Chapters of THE LUNA'S ECLIPSE: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

VALERIA’S POVThe crisp morning air did little to soothe the fire simmering beneath my skin as I walked toward Elijah’s place. After everything that had happened, I needed to see him—to make sure he was okay, to demand answers, to figure out what was going on inside his head. But I also chose a longer route to reach there, this will divert the attention of any spies sent by Dimitri. I didn’t have time to check today whether I was being followed or not.But before I could make it much farther, a familiar voice stopped me in my tracks.I should have known someone would try to get in my way.The morning had started off well enough—or at least, as well as it could in this damn pack—but the moment I stepped onto the path leading to Elijah’s place, a sickly sweet voice rang out behind me.“Well, well, if it isn’t our little runaway sl*t.”I stopped mid-step, my hands clenching into fists at my sides. A heavy sigh left my lips as I rolled my eyes. Of course. I turned around slowly, meeting t

VALERIA’S POV“Elijah, are you going to tell me where the hell you’ve been?” I scolded, barely containing my frustration as we walked toward his house. He still hadn’t let go of my hand, but for once, I didn’t mind. I was too relieved to see him back, safe and in one piece.He exhaled slowly. “I know. I’ve already apologized to Tony and the others for bailing on all of you like that. But I needed to get away, Valeria.”I frowned, searching his face. Something was wrong. His eyes—usually sharp, always calculating—held a haunted look, like he was carrying a burden too heavy to bear alone.“Elijah… is everything okay? This isn’t normal for you,” I said, my voice softer now.He didn’t answer right away, just kept walking, his grip on my hand tightening slightly before he finally spoke. “I just needed some time alone to clear my head,” he admitted. “I’m deep into my feelings, Valeria, and I—I feel lost. I have no idea where to go or what to do.”Hearing that from Elijah sent a strange chil

VALERIA’S POVTony's hand landed lightly on my head in a familiar, teasing slap. "You did the right thing, kid."I didn’t need to ask what he was talking about. It was obvious—Elijah.But I wasn’t in the mood to dwell on that. I had already made my choice. There was no use thinking about what-ifs."I didn’t really do anything," I muttered, shrugging it off. "It was pretty clear. I just helped him see things for what they were."Tony gave me a knowing look. "Still—""It’s fine, Tony," I cut him off, my voice firmer than before. "My priority is making sure my friends are safe and happy. That’s it." I exhaled, running a hand through my hair. "Now, can we focus back on the main task at hand?"He studied me for a second before nodding, taking the hint. "Yeah, well… I had to ask around and pull some connections to figure out what’s really going on in that facility."I straightened, all my focus snapping back to him. "And? Did you find anything?"Tony’s expression darkened. "Not much, becaus

VALERIA’S POVAs the days slipped by and the annual pack event loomed closer, an unusual tension settled over us like an approaching storm. It wasn’t just the usual excitement or nervous anticipation that came with such gatherings—it was heavier, almost suffocating. Something was different this time.More warriors arrived from the Ironclaw Pack, their presence a constant reminder that something bigger was at play. But they weren’t the only ones. Other packs had also begun trickling in, their wolves moving through our lands with watchful eyes and wary postures. Alliances and rivalries simmered beneath the surface, each pack maintaining a careful distance while keeping a close eye on the others.The day before the royals were set to arrive, the entire pack house was thrown into a frenzy of preparations. The grand hall, usually a space for Dimitri’s personal gatherings, was transformed into an opulent dining hall fit for royalty. Massive chandeliers, polished to perfection, cast a golden

VALERIA’S POV“How is that possible? I had no idea about you,” I whispered, my voice barely carrying over the rustling leaves.Riven leaned forward slightly, resting her forearms on her knees as she studied me. “Don’t worry, neither did I. We are very different, but we share a common link.” Her golden eyes gleamed with something I couldn’t quite place—understanding, maybe, or curiosity. “And I’m only here to find out why I’ve been having dreams about you.”I swallowed, shifting uncomfortably. Dreams? About me?“I don’t know a single thing about you or your life,” she continued, tilting her head slightly. “But I know that somehow, we are connected. And either something big is about to happen in my life that is linked to you… or vice versa.”Her words sent an unsettling shiver down my spine.She watched me closely. “So, can you tell me something about yourself? Maybe then, I can figure out why I keep seeing you in my dreams.”I stared at her, torn between confusion and wariness.I had n