All Chapters of Alora: My Hybrid Luna: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Alora’s POVMy whole body was locked on one thing, one truth that beat against my ribs like a trapped bird: Morgan was dying.Every time I closed my eyes, I felt his pain threading through the mate bond like barbed wire. Wherever he was, he was fighting real hard to stay alive, to stay sane. My heart bled so much for him that I couldn't stop the tears as they flowed freely without restraints.Harry and Jones had returned earlier with the captives, all of them intact except for the fallen warriors, the injured and my Morgan.Nobody knew where he was taken. Harry was not privy to that information, nor was Jones. Speaking of Jones, he was not doing very well. He kept getting flashes of what had happened to his family five years ago. At the moment, he was being held down by two of the pack warriors for fear of running out and getting in trouble. Since he got here, he had kept muttering Morgan’s name like a mantra.We were still contemplating how to rescue him when Lucien barged into t

Alora’s POVThe world came back in fragments. I was not sleeping on the cold tiles, but someone was holding me. I forced my eyes open. Chloe was looking down at me, her eyes bloodshot with tears. She was holding a tissue filled with my blood, looking uneasy.“Luna, you're back," she cried. Selene, who was hovering above me, took my hands in hers. “Thank Goddess…you scared us a little” she said, kneeling and easing me upwards. As I sat up, I turned to look up at King Adrian, who was staring up at me. He was no longer the frail, lifeless person I had met a few minutes ago. He looked twenty years younger in the span of seconds, and his pale skin radiated and glowed.“You are indeed Alora Damian, the first and only child of the Alpha of the Crimson Order Pack. The Moon’s curse and the Alpha’s fate. They are aliv

Adrian’s POVLucien’s body felt strange beneath me. He was restless and cranky, his pulse hammering against the cage of his ribs, and his spirit clawing at the edges of his own skin, desperate to hold on, but there was no contest. My will was iron. His was water.I poured myself into him.He was still there, thrashing like a chained wolf, but I bound him down with the weight of my will. I could feel his resistance like a muffled scream at the back of my mind, my essence settled fully into him.Now we were one in a way. His lungs heaved, but it was my chest that swelled. His eyes snapped open, yet it was my gaze that seared the air. His heart stuttered against his ribs, only to beat in rhythm with mine.This was dominion, a king bending flesh and spirit until it wore my shape, my strength, and my soul. Lucien remained, buried deep, whimpering inside the cage of his own bones. He sees what I see, feels what I command, but he does not decide. Not anymore.I stood taller in his skin than

Alora’s POVWe were still on our way to Bloodfang pack when one of King Adrian’s men mindlinked Selene and told her that they had found Morgan, and he was on his way to the pack hospital at Bloodfanmg Pack.As we arrived at the pack, we all made a beeline for the hospital. For a moment, I couldn’t breathe as I watched him fighting for his life on a stretcher. I stumbled after the stretcher, my palms shaking so violently I thought I’d tear my own skin open with my nails.“Morgan…” My voice cracked before it could form his name properly.He was barely recognizable. His body was bruised and battered beyond recognition. He had slashes and burns that didn’t belong on anyone’s body, least of all his. His ankles and wrists looked angry with fresh wounds that oozed with blood.A nurse cursed under her breath at the sight, and tears welled up in my eyes.Another nurse slid a tube into Morgan’s arm with the efficiency of someone used to dealing with broken and battered wolves like my mate.I

Violet’s POVI was in the house preparing to head out for dinner with my parents when my phone began to ring.I looked at it, but it was not a familiar number, and so I ignored it, but it kept ringing over and over again.Reluctantly, I picked up, and a feminine voice filled my ear.“Ms Violet? She raspedI furrowed my brows. “Yes, who is this?“This is Blue Gloves Hospital. Your husband was shot, and we need you at the hospital as soon as possible to sign some documents for us before we commence the surgery. I am sending the address right away” the voice continued.The world tilted.“What!!! What happened?” my voice cracked. Before I could get another word, the line went dead.The omega who was helping me with my dress looked up when I dropped the call. “Luna, is everything OK?” she asked, concern etched on her fa