All Chapters of Rise of the rejected Luna : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Brandon That night, I could not sleep. I stood by the window, watching rain trace lines down the glass. In the distance, lightning flashes, and for a minute, I see my reflection staring back at me. I think of Kiara. The way she used to laugh, unguarded, and full of sunshine. The way she’s been looking lately after the attack. I know she is trying to put up a tough face but deep down, I know she has her mind guarded. She does not deserve that, she deserves peace. I clench my fists. I will find proof. I will burn every lie Erina has built and drag the truth into the open if I have to.Kiara is family. She is my mate. She deserves to know the truth and not have a sword pierce into her heart again. And if Erina thinks she can destroy our bond, the family we are about to put together, then she is about to learn how wrong she is.By morning, the storm has departed, but the unease in my spirit hasn’t. I decided to take a walk through the courtyard, which could ease my mind. Then I notic

BrandonAll I can think of is Kiara. She is back at the Manor and my fear has doubled. When I finally reach her quarters, the door is ajar.“Kiara?” My voice comes out hoarse.She is sitting by the window, her favorite spot. The moonlight silvered her hair, her knees drawn to her chest. She turns when she hears me, eyes wide, and I feel my heart stutter in my chest.“Brandon?” she breathes. “What happened to you?”I glance down and realize I must look like I have just escaped hell. I have not had rest in days.“I am fine,” I say, too quickly. “Just…. needed to talk to you. Now.”She stands slowly, sensing the urgency in my tone. “What is it? Did something happen?”I hesitate. The words are there, clawing at the back of my throat. I wanted to say how much of a traitor Erina is. I wanted to spill out how she has been working with Eaton’s spirit. How she is the one bringing him back.But something inside me stops.Maybe it is the faint tremor in Kiara’s hands. Maybe it i

KiaraThe world ends. It stood still, staring right into my soul in silence.Not in a way that is jolly or kind, but in a manner that steals the sound from your throat and leaves you hollow.One moment, I am standing in the clearing with the wind against my face; the next, everything goes white. And when the light fades, I am on my knees, cradling him. Begging him to fight even harder. His eyes are still open, faintly dazed, like he is trying to tell me it is alright. He still cares for me at this state. He still wanted to reassure me, he always has. But the words don’t come, and my mind refuses to understand what my heart already knows.“Stay with me,” I whisper, shaking my head, my voice breaking. “You are alright. You will be fine. Please just… just stay.”The forest answers with quietness. Even the night creatures seem to bow in quiet grief. The crickets went silent. The birds had stopped singing. Something warm clings to my hands, and for a heartbeat, I can not breathe

Ryder The house was silent when I came in from the courtyard. Even the wind seemed to have lost its voice. Brandon’s funeral still clung in my memory, the scent of smoke and wildflowers clinging to my clothes no matter how many times I washed my hands. Kiara sat near the window, her knees drawn up, a single candle burning beside her. Its flame swayed when I closed the door behind me. She didn’t look at me at first, and I didn’t blame her. Everything I touched lately seemed to break. I took a breath before finally speaking. “You should rest.” She shook her head, her hair falling across her shoulder. “So should you.” I wanted to tell her that sleep was a luxury for the living, but the words caught in my throat. Instead I crossed the room and stopped a few paces behind her, afraid that if I stood any closer, I might not find the strength to leave when morning came. The moonlight caught on her wrist, the faint silver mark of our bond pulsing softly beneath her skin. I reac

ErinaEverything felt perfect. Kiara’s misery, her sorrow, her loss. Watching her in so much pain makes my heart blossom. The time I had my lick back is finally near. But as it is, something must come up. The news came at the crack of dawn.I had not even finished buttoning my dress when one of Eaton’s guards stumbled into my room. His face was pale like that of his master and his eyes stood wide open like he had just seen his ancestors with them. “He accepted it,” he said panting. “The duel. Ryder challenged him at first light and he agreed.”Reasons like these were why I had to keep an eye on him through his guards because I knew he would act out. The news hit me like a bomb, and for a second, I could not move. The brush in my hand slipped, hitting the floor with a sharp click.“He what?”“Eaton agreed,” the man stammered. “They will meet at dusk..at the grounds by the old temple.”The room tilted. My pulse was suddenly everywhere; my throat, wrists, and behin