All Chapters of Forsaken Luna's Revenge : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The cell was cold and damp, the air thick with the scent of stone and earth. My wrists ached from the tight chains, but that wasn’t what unsettled me the most.It was the silence.Ronan sat across from me, his silver eyes unreadable. He hadn’t said much since I woke up in this place."Are you hurt?" he finally asked.I shook my head. "Just a headache."He studied me for a moment, then exhaled. "Good."The word was simple, but something about the way he said it made warmth stir in my chest.I should have been more focused on escaping. But instead, I found myself watching him, noticing the tension in his jaw, the way his hands clenched into fists."You know them," I said, breaking the silence. "The hunters."Ronan’s eyes flicked to me, sharp and cautious."They work for someone powerful," he admitted. "Someone I’ve been avoiding for a long time."I leaned closer. "Who?"He hesitated, and then his voice dropped. "The Shadow Court."My stomach twisted. The Shadow Court was more than just

The golden glow of the grand chamber flickered against the cold walls, casting long shadows that danced with the rising tension. Alpha Kieran sat on his majestic golden chair, his fingers drumming against the armrest, his sharp eyes locked onto the warrior kneeling before him. The warrior—one of the strongest among his ranks—had returned once again, empty-handed.The silence stretched, thick and suffocating, as the warrior hesitated to speak. Kieran’s patience was thin."Speak," Kieran ordered, his deep voice like a low growl rolling through the chamber.The warrior swallowed hard before forcing the words out. "We're sorry, Alpha, but we tried our best. We searched everywhere, but it’s as if they’ve vanished into thin air." His head remained bowed, but the fear in his voice was evident.Kieran's grip on the chair tightened, his knuckles turning white. His body radiated fury, an inferno barely contained."You can’t find her?" His voice was deceptively calm, but the undertone of rage wa

"What the heck are you doing?" I asked, my eyes widening slightly. But still, Ronan didn’t stop taking off his clothes until his bare chest was exposed, leaving only his trousers on.My face turned red immediately, and I hurriedly looked away. I could hear him smirking."Why did you do that? Why are you taking off your clothes?" I asked, feeling embarrassed, my face still turned away."Weren’t you just looking all over my body earlier as if you wanted to get under my clothes?" Ronan said, and I nearly choked."Huh? What are you saying? I was just checking where you got hurt! I didn’t mean it in any other way!" I quickly defended myself, hoping he would put his clothes back on."I didn’t say you meant it in another way..." Ronan replied, and my face turned an even deeper shade of red. Was I overthinking this? Goodness! The way he said that—it made me even more embarrassed, and I didn’t understand why."Now you can look. My chest is bare. You can check where I’m hurt," Ronan said, but I

I couldn’t stop my tears. No matter how hard I tried to hold them back, they kept falling—just like my heart had betrayed me. I wanted to be strong, to pretend his words didn’t hurt, but the pain was too much.Ronan had just shattered the small hope I hadn’t even realized I was holding onto."I’m not the one for you."His words kept replaying in my mind, over and over.I quickly wiped my tears away, ashamed of my weakness. But it was too late—Ronan had already seen them.He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, like seeing me like this made him uncomfortable. “Selene…”“Forget it,” I cut in, my voice shaking. I forced myself to stand tall, shoving my emotions behind a cold mask. “You don’t have to explain. I get it.”Ronan hesitated. His sharp gaze searched my face, as if trying to figure out what I was really feeling. But I refused to let him see any more of my pain.I turned away, staring at the flickering fire in front of us. The night air was cold, but it was nothing compared to

The next morning, I woke up before the sun had fully risen. My whole body ached from yesterday’s training, but I forced myself to sit up. The pain was a reminder—I was getting stronger.I stepped out of the small cave Ronan and I had been using. The forest was quiet except for the distant chirping of birds. Ronan was nowhere to be seen, and I was relieved. I wasn’t ready to deal with him yet.Instead, I turned toward Cassian’s cave. Today, I was ready for more.---Cassian was already there, waiting for me. He leaned against a rock with his arms crossed, watching me with an amused smirk."Didn’t think you’d actually show up," he said.I rolled my shoulders, ignoring the soreness. "I don’t back down."Cassian chuckled. "Good. Because today, we’re stepping it up."He tossed me a wooden training sword. It was lighter than a real blade, but still solid enough to bruise.I caught it, adjusting my grip. "What’s the lesson?"His smirk widened. "Survival."Before I could react, he lunged.I b