All Chapters of Forsaken Luna's Revenge : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The fire crackled beside us, its warm glow flickering against the rough walls of the cave. Ronan’s lips moved against mine, slow and deep, as if he was memorizing the feel of me. My hands clutched at his shirt, pulling him closer, my body burning with a need I’d never known before. The mate heat coursed through me, every touch sending sparks across my skin. His fingers tangled in my hair, tilting my head back as he deepened the kiss. A low growl rumbled in his chest, vibrating against me, and I melted into him. The bond between us hummed, alive and electric, as if it had been waiting for this moment all along. But then— A sharp pain lanced through my skull, sudden and blinding. I gasped, breaking the kiss, my hands flying to my temples as my vision blurred. Images flashed in my mind—fragments of memories that didn’t make sense. A dark room. Chains. Blue eyes gleaming with cruelty. Elias’s voice, whispering words that made my blood run cold. “You’re mine, Selene. Always.” I rec

Darkness swallowed me whole. One moment, I was standing in the Moon Temple, power crackling at my fingertips. The next—nothing. No sound. No light. Just an endless void pressing against my skin, cold and suffocating. I tried to move, but my limbs felt heavy like weights dragged them down. Panic clawed at my throat. "Ronan?" My voice echoed strangely, swallowed by the emptiness. No answer. Then—laughter. Elias’s voice slithered through the dark, wrapping around me like smoke. "Looking for your mate, little omega? He can’t help you here." A spark of defiance flared in my chest. I clenched my fists, reaching for my power—but it was gone. The celestial energy that usually burned inside me had vanished, leaving only hollow silence. "What did you do?" I demanded, forcing my voice steady. The darkness shifted. Elias materialized before me, his blue eyes burned like embers in the darkness. "Nothing permanent. Yet." He stepped closer, his fingers brushing my cheek. I recoiled, b

I leaned against Ronan, my whole body shaking as my power came rushing back to me. It wasn’t wild or painful anymore. It was calm now, steady, glowing softly under my skin. I could feel it clearly—strong and alive, like a river flowing through me. For the first time in so long, I could control it. I wasn’t scared of it anymore. Ronan held me tight, his arms wrapped around me. His warmth kept me grounded, helping me breathe slower and easier. I leaned into him, taking in the comfort he gave me without saying a word. When I looked up, I saw Lyria standing a few steps away. Her silver hair caught the moonlight, and there was a proud smile in her eyes as she watched me. "You did it," Lyria said, her voice steady but strong. "You broke his illusion. Your power belongs to you again." I nodded, still breathing hard. "It feels... different now. It doesn’t hurt anymore." I felt Ronan’s grip tighten around me. His golden eyes searched my face, full of worry. "You scared me," he said, his v

"I've made my decision," I said suddenly, my voice firm and my expression resolute. Ronan's eyes lit up with hope. "What decision?" "I'm taking you with me," I replied. "You want to come, don’t you? I know you wouldn't want to go alone—so let’s just go together." I heard Lyria gasp in surprise, and Ronan stared at me in stunned silence for a few moments. Then his expression shifted, a flicker of confusion crossing his face. "What nonsense are you talking about, Selene? You can’t take him with you—and you know it. It’s far too dangerous. Ronan’s powers aren’t like yours; he won’t survive in a place like that. The Moon Goddess wouldn’t want this, and you need to understand that..." Lyria said, and for the first time, I saw genuine fear and desperation in her eyes. She was trying to sway me, but I was resolute. No matter what she said, I was taking Ronan with me—whether the Moon Goddess approved or not. "The Moon Goddess doesn’t take kindly to her heir defying her," Lyria continued,

I stood there, frozen, my breath catching in my throat as I stared into Ronan’s eyes. The man before me wasn’t the Ronan I knew. His face was harder, his golden eyes burning with something I couldn’t quite place—anger, hurt, maybe both. His skin was back to normal, no longer red from the heat of my power, but the way he looked at me made my heart twist. I’d hurt him. I’d unleashed my power on him, my mate, and the regret was already clawing at me. The mate bond pulsed in my chest, heavy and aching, like it was begging me to fix this. But I didn’t know how.“Ronan,” I whispered, my voice shaky.He didn’t respond right away. Instead, he stepped closer, his broad frame towering over me. His scent—woodsy and strong—hit me like a wave, and for a moment, I wanted to reach out, to touch him, to take back what I’d done. But the look in his eyes stopped me cold.“What the hell was that, Selene?” he snapped, his voice low and rough. “You attacked me. Your own mate. Do you even realize what you