Semua Bab The Rose Luna: Bab 111 - Bab 120

RosemaryThe force of Andromeda’s magic sent me stumbling back, my feet skidding across the uneven stone floor. The energy crackling in the air was suffocating, but it only fueled my determination. If I was going to face her, I needed every ounce of my strength, every part of who I was.I didn’t hesitate. Letting out a low growl, I shifted. The familiar snap and stretch of my bones filled the cavern, pain momentarily blooming before giving way to raw, primal power. My wolf surged forward, her presence fully merging with my magic as I landed on all fours. My silver fur shimmered faintly in the glow of the pulsating runes around us, and I felt the magic within me roar to life like a tempest.Andromeda’s lilac eyes narrowed as she took in my transformation, her lips curving into a predatory smile. “Finally embracing your true nature,” she said mockingly. “But it won’t save you.”I didn’t respond. There was no point in wasting words. I lunged forward, my paws striking the ground with enou

RosemaryThe cavern shuddered violently, a low, ominous rumble reverberating through the space. My wolf instincts flared, hackles rising as an oppressive energy descended like a crushing wave. The air grew heavier, stifling, as a shadow deeper than any I had ever seen began to coalesce near the altar. It twisted and writhed, its darkness swallowing the flickering torchlight and plunging the space into a near-abyssal gloom.I growled low in my throat, my wolf form bristling with a primal warning as the shadow took shape. Slowly, it resolved into a figure - tall, impossibly broad-shouldered, and radiating an aura of power so malevolent it made Andromeda’s magic feel like a mere flicker in comparison.His eyes were the first thing I noticed - twin orbs of molten gold and crimson, burning with an intensity that made my chest tighten. His features were sharply chiseled, inhumanly perfect, and framed by sleek, jet-black hair that fell like silk against his pale skin. He was dressed in midni

NathanielThe battlefield was a storm of chaos and blood, a symphony of growls, snarls, and the deafening clash of claws against flesh. I darted between trees, my wolf at full power, his senses heightened as the pack clashed with Andromeda’s forces. Rogues and minions poured in from every direction, their eyes glowing with unnatural malice.A rogue lunged at me from the side, its jaws snapping inches from my hip. I twisted mid-leap, my claws raking across its side. It howled in pain, but I didn’t stop to savor the hit. Another was already closing in, a blur of teeth and fury. I met it head-on, slamming my shoulder into its chest and sending it sprawling into the underbrush.Fall back! I linked to a group of young warriors struggling to hold their line. Let the senior wolves take the brunt.The connection snapped closed as I barreled forward, tearing through the line of rogues threatening to overwhelm them. My wolf instincts screamed at me to protect the weaker members of the pack. Eve

RosemaryThe clash of fire and wind filled the cavern, my wolf’s strength barely keeping me ahead of the onslaught from Asmodeus. I could feel the strain, the limits of my body and magic being pushed further than ever before. Andromeda stood to the side, her lips curling into a cruel smile as she prepared another attack. I couldn’t afford to falter, not now, not when everything was at stake.And then, through the chaos, I felt it - a presence, steady and strong, cutting through the storm of magic like a beacon. My wolf’s ears perked up, her senses sharpening as the familiar bond pulsed in my chest.Ethan.I caught his scent before I saw him, the familiar mix of pine and earth grounding me. And then he was there, bursting into the cave, his red eyes blazing with determination as he took in the scene. His wolf bristled with raw power, his presence like a steadying force against the chaos.Rose! he linked me, his voice cutting through the noise like a lifeline.The moment our eyes met, s

GraceThe sharp, rhythmic pain gripped me again, pulling a strained cry from my lips. My fingers dug into the edge of the infirmary bed, the cool metal grounding me as another contraction coursed through my body. Dr. Dave was at my side, his hands steady and sure as he checked my vitals.“You’re progressing quickly,” he said, his voice calm but firm. “We need to move fast, Grace. The baby’s coming.”I let out a shaky breath, trying to focus on his words through the haze of pain. My body was working on instinct now, every nerve on fire as it pushed me toward something inevitable, unstoppable. The world outside the infirmary, the chaos, the war, faded into the background. All that mattered was here, now.“How’s the baby?” I managed to ask, my voice hoarse from effort.“The baby is fine,” Dave assured me, his hands gentle but efficient as he moved. “Strong heartbeat.”Another contraction hit, and I clenched my jaw, my back arching off the bed. “Damn it,” I hissed, squeezing the hand of t