All Chapters of His Abandoned Luna: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

|| Lilac’s POV ||The hall was packed with people, all dressed in elaborate gowns and suits, their faces hidden behind masks of every color and design. It was impossible to tell who was who, and that was the point. Tonight, identities didn’t matter. It was all about the soul, the connection, the scent.Elara leaned in close, her voice barely above a whisper. “This is it, Lil. The moment of truth.”I nodded, though my throat felt dry. “Yeah. Let’s do this.”We made our way further into the room, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe at the sheer scale of the event. There were tables laden with food and drink, and a dance floor in the center of the room where couples were already swaying to the music. The atmosphere was electric, filled with anticipation and excitement.Elara turned to me, her expression apologetic. “I need to go do my thing, Lil. You know, press duties and all that. Will you be okay on your own?”I forced a smile, thoug

|| Lilac’s POV ||Elara’s words were meant to comfort me, but they only deepened the ache in my chest. What if my mate existed but didn’t want to find me? What if I was destined to be alone, to live a life without the connection I had always dreamed of? The thought was unbearable, and I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes, threatening to spill over.I turned away from Elara, my gaze drifting to the grand hall around us. The room was alive with music and laughter, the dancers swirling in a kaleidoscope of color and movement. The red moon’s light filtered through the tall windows, casting an eerie glow over the scene. It was beautiful, magical even, but for me, it felt like a cruel reminder of what I had lost— and what I might never find.I couldn’t stay here any longer. The walls seemed to close in around me, the noise and the laughter suffocating. I needed air, space, something to clear my mind. Without a word to Elara, I turned and walked away, my steps

|| Lilac’s POV ||Time stretched and I lost in his arms once again. My tongue savored every inch of his mouth in a all consuming kiss.When I finally pulled away, breathless and trembling, his grey eyes bore into mine, dark and intense.“Do you know what you do to me?” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine. He reached out, tracing a finger along my collarbone, the touch feather-light yet electrifying. “You drive me mad. Every thought, every breath, it’s all consumed by you.”His words were a confession, raw and unfiltered, and they shattered whatever fragile control I had left. I kissed him again, my hands tangling in his hair as I pulled him closer. His arms wrapped around me, one hand gripping the back of my head as he deepened the kiss, his tongue devouring every inch of my lips and mouth. The world around us faded away, the red moon, the gala, the Moon Goddess’s warning— all of it disappeared, leaving only the two of us,

|| Alaric’s POV ||I smirked against her skin, my hands gripping her waist, holding her against me. Her moan was my salvation."Say it again," I murmured, my voice low, commanding, possessive.She swallowed hard, her body stiffening for a moment before she relaxed into me. "Alaric," she repeated, her voice trembling with desire.My hand moved to her breast, cupping it gently, feeling the weight of it in my palm. She was perfect-every curve, every inch of her. My thumb brushed over her nipple, teasing it until it hardened under my touch. I couldn't help but smile against her skin. I loved how sensitive she was, how every touch, every caress, made her tremble.I lowered my mouth to her neck again, my lips brushing against the delicate curve with a tenderness that belied the fire raging inside me. Each kiss was slow, deliberate, and just a little sloppy, as if I couldn't quite contain the hunger she stirred in me. My tongue traced the line of her coll

|| Lilac's POV || The room was dark, the fire in the hearth reduced to glowing embers, casting faint shadows across the walls. I lay in bed, Alaric’s arm draped over me, his steady breathing a soothing rhythm against my back. But sleep eluded me, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions that refused to quiet. The weight of the Moon Goddess’s warning pressed down on me, a constant reminder of the stakes. Find your mate, or face the same fate. The words echoed in my mind, a relentless drumbeat that I couldn’t escape. Eventually, exhaustion claimed me, and I drifted into a restless sleep. But it wasn’t the peaceful oblivion I craved. Instead, I found myself standing in a vast, ethereal landscape, the sky above a swirling tapestry of stars and moonlight. The air was thick with magic, the scent of jasmine and night-blooming flowers filling my senses. And then, she appeared. The Moon Goddess. She stood before me, her form radiant and otherworldly, her eyes like twi