The Captive Luna: A Potion of Oblivion のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Cara knew there was no point in hidding anymore. Even though the thought of facing these unfamiliar wolves terrified her, she forced herself to step forward.In the depths of the forest, a small and hesitant figure appeared, fragile yet breathtaking, like a woodland spirit shrouded in mystery. She looked at the warriors, her expression filled with fear and uncertainty.Werewolves valued strength above all else, but faced with Cara’s delicate beauty, some of the younger warriors felt a possessive hunger stir within them. Even though she was just a weak omega, they wanted to claim her as their own.They didn’t need her to introduce herself. Just one look, and they knew she was a lone omega wolf without a pack, helpless and vulnerable. If they chose to take her right now, use her as they pleased, and then drag her back as a slave, no one would stop them.This was Dark Eclipse territory. She had trespassed into their hunting grounds, and punishment was inevitable.Wi

Luna Julia was not a patient person. As soon as the two servants left, she immediately called for a trusted subordinate and ordered them to take her to Cara.Elisa’s daughter, she was truly curious to see what the girl looked like.Inside the closed room, Cara sat on the bed, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the edge of the soft blanket, as if trying to smooth out the unease in her heart. She wasn’t sure if staying had been the right choice. She felt nothing for the man who was her father in name only, nor did she know if she could ever fit into pack life.Lost in thought, she was jolted back to reality when the heavy mahogany door suddenly swung open without warning.A cold, commanding figure appeared before her. Luna Julia stood tall, dressed in a deep crimson gown, golden embroidery glinting faintly under the dim light. A pink sapphire rested on the headpiece she wore, the gemstone dangling at the center of her forehead, adding to her regal, striking presence.

In her lavish room, Luna Julia nearly spilled her glass of red wine when she heard that Cara had provoked the Alpha and was now being tightly imprisoned. She hadn’t even had the chance to make her move, yet that girl had already walked straight into death’s door. Clearly, this she-wolf was just as stubborn and foolish as her mother.More than anyone, Julia understood the true nature of Alpha Gerano. He was ruthless, aggressive, and cruel. There was no such thing as compassion in his heart. His feelings for Elisa weren’t love; they were merely a twisted obsession born from the fact that he could never truly possess her. If he had already given the order to imprison Cara forever, then Julia could be certain of one thing: that girl would never see freedom again.The enemy had just appeared, and she hadn’t even had to lift a finger, yet victory had already fallen into her lap. The ease of it all left her feeling a little disappointed.Time drifted by like an endless nightmar

Unlike the bustling, joyful scene at the clearing in front of the pack house, the prison of the Blood Moon pack was dark, oppressive, and bitterly cold. Cara curled up in a corner, using a pile of straw to cover herself, hoping it could offer some warmth. Her eyes were filled with nothing but confusion, helplessness, and sorrow.As the daughter of Alpha Genaro, she was locked in a separate cell instead of being crammed in with the warriors and civilians of the Dark Eclipse pack. She wasn’t sure whether to feel lucky or pitiful about this treatment. Technically, she was Genaro’s daughter, but since arriving in their territory, she hadn’t received a single privilege. On the contrary, she had been imprisoned like a criminal, stripped of her freedom, her rights, and her hope of ever finding her mate again.The Dark Eclipse pack had fallen. Alpha Genaro was dead. His son, his mate, and all the loyal warriors who once followed him had been killed by the enemy. Only Cara remained a

In that brief moment face to face, looking into Cara’s eyes, wide and pitiful like a lost little doe, Raven nearly lost all sense of control. He charged forward, breaking the prison lock with his bare hands, strength surging through him. The heavy-duty lock, made for death-row inmates, suddenly seemed as fragile as mud. In the blink of an eye, it snapped apart, and the iron door swung open. The jailers stared, jaws dropped. But once the shock faded, what remained in their hearts was pure awe. Their Alpha was unbelievably powerful, under his lead, their pack would only grow stronger, more fearsome, and utterly unstoppable. “Mate…” Cara whispered, her voice trembling as she looked at Raven. She wanted so badly to run into his arms. Though the wound on her chest had healed, the memory of that sharp blade still lingered, stopping her in her tracks. But before she could move, Raven had already taken off his leopard-fur cloak and wrapped it around h