Library

Search

Home / Werewolf / Forsaken Luna's Revenge / Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

All Chapters of Forsaken Luna's Revenge : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

153 Chapters

Chapter 1

The grand hall of the Blackwood Pack was alive with celebration. Golden chandeliers bathed the room in soft light, and the air was thick with the scent of wine, roasted meat, and freshly cut flowers. Tonight was supposed to be the happiest night of my life—the night I would finally become Luna, bound to my mate, Alpha Kieran Blackwood.I stood at the center of the grand hall, dressed in a flowing silver gown that shimmered under the light. My heart pounded with anticipation, nerves tangling in my stomach as I waited for my mate to claim me.But Kieran hadn’t arrived yet.The pack was waiting. The Elders whispered among themselves. The guests, dressed in fine silks and embroidered coats, exchanged curious glances.And then, the heavy double doors burst open.Kieran strode in, his presence commanding, his dark hair tousled as though he had just come from battle. His sharp golden eyes locked onto mine, but there was no warmth in them—only something cold, something ruthless.A flicker of

Chapter 2

The cold night air bit into my skin as I stepped out of the Blackwood Pack’s grand hall. My vision blurred, but I refused to let the tears fall. Not here. Not where they could see my weakness.Each step away from that place felt heavier, like I was walking through a storm that wanted to pull me back. My chest ached, the mate bond screaming inside me, but I ignored it. Kieran had rejected me—humiliated me in front of everyone. There was no going back.I kept walking, my silver gown dragging across the dirt path leading to the pack’s borders. The guards stationed there glanced at me, their eyes filled with pity, but they didn’t stop me. I wasn’t their Luna anymore.My feet carried me to the forest beyond the Blackwood Pack’s land. The trees loomed over me, their twisted branches reaching out like claws. My wolf, Astrid, whimpered in my mind, mourning the bond that had been torn.“Why didn’t he complete the rejection?” she asked weakly.I swallowed hard, hugging myself against the cold.

Chapter 3

Pain. That was the first thing I felt when I woke up. A dull, aching pain that spread through my body like fire. My limbs were heavy, and my head pounded like a drum.I wasn’t in the forest anymore.Slowly, I opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was a wooden ceiling. The room smelled of burning wood and herbs, a strange but comforting scent. A fireplace crackled in the corner, casting a warm glow.I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my ribs, making me wince.“You shouldn’t move yet.”The deep voice startled me. I turned my head and saw him—the man who had saved me.He sat in a chair near the fire, his silver eyes watching me closely. In the dim light, I could see him better now. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair that fell over his forehead. His features were sharp and strong, his presence commanding. He wasn’t just any wolf. He was something more.“Where am I?” I asked, my voice hoarse.“My cabin,” he replied simply.I swallowed, my throat dry. “Who are you?”

Chapter 4

The days passed in a strange, quiet routine. My body healed, but my heart still felt broken. The pain of rejection didn’t fade overnight, but at least here, in Ronan’s cabin, I didn’t have to see Kieran with Callista.Ronan remained a mystery. He barely spoke, only giving short answers when I asked him anything. He spent most of his time away from the cabin, disappearing into the forest before sunrise and returning late at night.I knew he was dangerous. I could feel it in the way he moved, the way his silver eyes always scanned the surroundings like he expected an attack. But he never hurt me. Never even raised his voice.And that confused me.Because strong wolves—especially ones like him—didn’t help others for no reason.---One night, I woke up suddenly.At first, I didn’t know why. The cabin was silent except for the faint crackling of the fire. But then I felt it—a presence.Someone was outside.My heart pounded as I sat up, straining to listen. The night air was still, but I co

Chapter 5

Morning came with the scent of damp earth and fresh pine. The night’s events still echoed in my mind—the rogues, Ronan’s cold power, and his words."She is mine."I knew it was just to scare them off, but those words kept playing in my head. My mate had rejected me, tossed me aside like I was nothing. So why did hearing Ronan say that make my heart pound?I shook off the thought as I got out of bed. My body was healing faster now, thanks to my wolf, but I was still weak. The rejection had drained me more than any wound ever could.I stepped outside the cabin, hoping to find Ronan, but he wasn’t there.Instead, I found something else.Blood.Dark red stains on the ground, fresh and still wet. My stomach twisted as I followed the trail into the forest.I found Ronan a few feet away, leaning against a tree. His shirt was torn, and a deep claw mark ran across his side. Blood dripped onto the ground.“Ronan!” I rushed to him, but he barely reacted. His breathing was steady, but his face wa

Chapter 6

Silence fell over the clearing. The tension in the air was suffocating.Kieran’s golden eyes were still locked on Ronan, but the fear in them was unmistakable. The way his warriors stood frozen, their hands trembling at their sides, only confirmed what I had suspected.Ronan wasn’t just some rogue.He was someone powerful. Someone dangerous. Someone Kieran had thought was dead.My heart pounded as Ronan released Kieran’s throat, letting him stumble back.“I don’t want to kill you tonight,” Ronan said, his voice cold. “But if you don’t leave, I will.”Kieran’s face twisted with anger, but he didn’t attack. He knew better. His gaze flickered to me, and something dark crossed his face.“This isn’t over, Selene,” he muttered.I lifted my chin. “It was over the moment you rejected me.”Kieran’s jaw clenched, his hands curling into fists. For a second, I thought he might fight Ronan anyway, but then he turned away. With a sharp nod to his warriors, he disappeared into the trees, his pack fo

Chapter 7

The scent of blood still clung to the air. The forest was silent, almost as if it, too, was holding its breath.Ronan wiped his blade against his sleeve before sheathing it. His silver eyes flickered to me, unreadable as always. "We need to move. More will come soon."I nodded, gripping my dagger tightly. My hands were still stained with blood, but there was no time to think about it. Kieran wasn’t going to stop hunting me. And now that he knew Ronan was alive, things were only going to get worse.Ronan turned sharply, leading the way through the dense forest. His movements were quick, smooth—like a predator that knew exactly where it was going. I struggled to keep up, my heart still hammering from the fight."Where are we going?" I asked, my breath coming fast."A safe house," Ronan said without looking back. "For now."For now.That meant we weren’t

Chapter 8

The icy water swallowed me whole.The current pulled me under, twisting my body in every direction. My lungs screamed for air as I fought to break the surface, but the river was too strong. My limbs felt heavy, my mind sluggish.Then—strong hands grabbed me.Ronan.His grip was firm as he pulled me up, forcing my head above the water. I gasped, coughing violently, my chest burning. The river still fought to drag us under, but Ronan held on."Hold on to me," he ordered.I didn’t hesitate. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, clinging to him as he swam toward the shore. His strokes were powerful, determined, cutting through the violent waves. Even now, in the middle of chaos, he was in control.My body trembled from the cold by the time we reached the rocky shore. Ronan climbed out first, then hauled me up after him. I collapsed onto the wet stones, g

Chapter 9

The night was silent except for the crackling fire between us. The flames danced, casting shadows across the cave walls. I sat with my arms wrapped around my knees, exhausted from training, my body sore in places I didn’t even know could hurt.Ronan sat across from me, sharpening a dagger with slow, deliberate strokes. The rhythmic scrape of metal against stone was oddly calming."Why do you look so angry?" His voice broke the silence.I lifted my head and glared at him. "Maybe because you threw me into the dirt a hundred times today?"He smirked. "A hundred? I counted at least two hundred."I picked up a small rock and threw it at him. He caught it midair without even looking up.Show-off."You said you wanted to be stronger," Ronan said, his silver eyes meeting mine. "That doesn’t happen overnight, Selene. And it sure as hell doesn’t happen without pain."I sighed. He was right, but that didn’t mean I had to like it.My muscles ached as I shifted, trying to get comfortable on the ha

Chapter 10

The fire had burned low, leaving behind glowing embers. The cave was silent except for our steady breathing. I was still leaning against Ronan, my body too exhausted to move. His warmth wrapped around me, steady and real.But reality struck like a cold wind.I tensed and pulled back, suddenly aware of how close we were.Ronan’s silver eyes flickered as he looked at me, but he said nothing.I cleared my throat. "I should—uh, get some sleep."He didn’t stop me as I lay down on the hard ground, facing away from him. My heart pounded, confused by whatever was happening between us.This isn’t real, I told myself. He’s training me, nothing more.Yet my body still remembered his warmth.---The sharp whistle of a blade slicing through the air woke me.I rolled to the side just in time to avoid a dagger embedding itself into the spot where my head had been."What the hell?!" I scrambled to my feet, heart racing.Ronan stood a few feet away, another dagger in hand, his expression calm. "You’re

PREV

...

NEXT

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP

DMCA.com Protection Status