Semua Bab The Captive Luna: A Potion of Oblivion : Bab 61 - Bab 70

At that moment, Raven’s mind was filled with nothing but the familiar face standing before him.“Cara… is it you?” he whispered, his voice hoarse, as though the wave of emotion had torn through his throat.The faint smile on Lyra’s lips faltered for a split second, and her brows drew together slightly. But just as quickly, her expression cleared, her eyes calm and unwavering.“I’m afraid you’ve mistaken me for someone else, Alpha Raven,” she replied, her voice as serene as still water, the distant smile barely curving her lips. “I’m Lyra, Luna of the Ivyshade Pack.”“No.” Raven stepped forward, his voice low and firm. “You are Cara, my mate.”As soon as those words left his lips, the atmosphere thickened with tension.The Ivyshade pack members standing along the road immediately changed, the curiosity and intrigue in their eyes vanished, replaced by guardedness, suspicion, and even disdain.The seasoned warriors of Blood Moon, ever sensitive to shifts in

Five years ago, on a stormy night, Lyra was found unconscious, lying on a fallen tree and carried downstream into the territory of the Ivyshade pack.After decades, the Ivyshade pack once again welcomed a new member from the outside world.Unlike Ernesta’s mate, who was met with suspicion and rejection by the entire council of elders, Lyra’s arrival was the complete opposite.When she first entered Moonshade Valley, even in her comatose state, Lyra was able to connect with members of the pack. After awakening, she had lost all memory of her past and fully assimilated with the local inhabitants. The people welcomed the poor girl with open arms, embracing her with warmth and genuine affection.In return, Lyra opened up and gradually came to see this beautiful land as her true home.Over time, her ability to connect with nature slowly revealed itself to everyone. The elders soon realized that Lyra was the embodiment of a miracle. She was a true “Nature Connector,” j

With Raven taking the lead, the festive banquet instantly transformed into a negotiation table. Laughter and congratulatory toasts faded into the background, replaced by a silence as taut as a drawn bowstring.Lyra set down her glass of honeyed wine, her sharp gaze fixed on Raven."Before we go any further, I want to see your sincerity."Her voice wasn’t loud, but each word landed with undeniable weight.Raven didn’t hesitate for even a second."As long as the Blood Moon Pack survives this crisis, whatever request you make… I will agree to it."His deep voice carried a firm resolve and a layer of emotion that defied naming. It was not merely a promise from an Alpha, but a pledge from a man willing to trade everything for something more valuable than glory, perhaps for someone.Lyra tilted her head slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips, though her eyes remained as sharp as a honed blade. She didn’t beat around the bush."We want ten years’ extrac

The journey from Ivyshade back to Blood Moon took nearly half a month. Treacherous terrain, erratic weather, and the countless unforeseen dangers lurking within the Gloomwood Forest posed challenges not easily overcome.The group moved in a tight formation, with Raven leading the way and Lyra seated silently on his back. Following them were warriors from both packs. The presence of Luna Ivyshade among the Blood Moon ranks made the atmosphere awkward at first, but gradually, caution gave way to curiosity and mutual observation.The Ivyshade warriors moved as silently as shadows. They barely made a sound, even while treading across dry branches or uneven gravel paths. The way they scanned the surroundings, set traps against wild beasts… it both astonished and slightly unnerved the Blood Moon fighters.Especially striking were Ivyshade’s long-range weapons. Their crossbow bolts seemed almost cursed, just a small scratch was enough to render prey immobile, making it easy for

After the earth-shaking howl, Raven gracefully leapt down from the high cliff. His body slowly shifted back into human form, the crimson light gradually retreating from each strand of wolf fur, returning his sun-kissed skin and powerful build. But the light in his eyes remained, the light of power, and of a heart ablaze with love and gratitude.He donned his armor once more and strode steadily toward where Lyra still stood. When only an arm’s length separated them, Raven stopped. His back was straight, his face calm, but storms raged in his eyes."Lyra," he spoke in a low, steady voice, filled with both gratitude and yearning. "Thank you. For everything."Lyra gave no reply. She stood still, arms relaxed at her sides, her expression as tranquil as an undisturbed lake. She didn’t deny her contribution, but neither did she show any joy over his triumph.Raven stepped forward again, his gaze tender, like a warm blanket offered in the depths of winter."I know… I hur