All Chapters of The Lost Luna’s Return: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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CHAPTER 81: The Ties That Burn

Zoey’s POVThey’re still wearing those grim expressions when I finish explaining.Raven is the first to break. She throws her hands into the air, frustration crackling off her like static. “This is a terrible plan.”“Maybe,” I say quietly, my voice steadier than I feel, “but what do I really have to lose?”The words barely leave my mouth before regret curls in my chest, sharp and immediate.“Your life,” Lucien replies without hesitation. His gaze flicks briefly—deliberately—toward my stomach. “Your child’s life.”Silence presses down on the room, thick and heavy. The dusty safe house seems to lean in, as if even the walls are waiting to see whether I’ll back down.“But we can’t do nothing,” I insist. “I’m going. Alone.”Raven opens her mouth, then closes it again, clearly biting back whatever she was about to say. Lucien’s jaw tightens. Anders watches me with that unreadable expression of his, eyes sharp but distant, like he’s already calculating consequences three steps ahead.I know

CHAPTER 82: When Truth Comes Too Late

Kieran’s POVThe silence that follows is deafening.It presses in from all sides, thick and suffocating, stretching far longer than it should. No one moves. No one speaks. The room feels smaller somehow.Almost an hour passes before the fragments finally settle into something whole, an hour of the people I trust the most share different parts of the puzzle—before everything I’m being told forms a picture I can no longer deny.And when it does, I have no words.Judging by the strained expressions around me, neither does anyone else.Anders leans back against the table, arms crossed tightly over his chest. Raven sits rigid on the edge of the chair, jaw clenched, eyes flicking nervously between faces. Lucien stands near the far wall, hands fisted at his sides, the familiar sharp edge to him dulled by something rawer—anger mixed with disappointment.My emotions come all at once.Shock crashes into disbelief. Disbelief twists into guilt. Guilt tries to suffocate me whole——but anger claws

CHAPTER 83: Fault Lines

Zoey’s POV I’m still trying to piece together what just happened when the air snaps open again. Did he send me back out of anger? Could Zach even do that? Or was it the mark Anders put on me—doing exactly what it was designed to do? The questions are still tumbling through my head when the familiar rush of displaced air slams into the clearing. Power crackles, sharp and electric, and then they’re there—Anders, Lucien, and Raven—appearing as if they’d never left at all. “Can you believe him?” Lucien is already shouting, his voice echoing off the trees. “Can you believe he actually had the guts to raise his voice at us? Like all of this isn’t his fault. Like I didn’t warn him about Da—” He cuts himself off abruptly when he opens the door and his gaze lands on me. The silence that follows is thick, heavy with everything they clearly don’t want to say in front of me. “What happened?” I ask, my voice steadier than I feel. I study their faces—Lucien’s flushed and furious, Anders’s

Chapter 84: The Green Light

Kieran’s POV Once they agreed, there was no other option left. I had to involve Anders. The decision settled like a stone in my chest, heavy and immovable. Out of all of this—the planning, the deception, the inevitable bloodshed—that part weighed on me the most. I wasn’t sure how he would feel about killing his daughter. Even if he had believed she was dead for a long time, even if he had already mourned her, this was different. There’s a distinct cruelty in choosing death over accepting it. Anders had spent years believing Aubrey was gone, buried somewhere beyond his reach. To learn she was alive only to be asked to help end her—again—felt like reopening an old wound just to cut deeper. When we finally sit him down and lay out the plan, Anders listens without interruption. His posture is rigid, expression drawn tight, every emotion carefully locked away behind discipline and experience. He doesn’t react—not when Aubrey’s name is spoken, not when the details are laid bare. If th

CHAPTER 85: Fragile Truths

Zoey’s POV I stand frozen, barely breathing, as I watch Kieran fly backward and crash into the river with a splash that echoes through the forest. The sound should shock me more than it does. Part of me is shocked—at my own power, at how instinctively it surged out of me. Another part of me, one I’m not proud of, feels a grim sense of satisfaction. Proof that I’m not weak anymore. That I don’t break as easily as I once did. And then there’s the third part. The part that feels sick. The part that remembers how it felt to love him without fear. Before I can linger on that thought, before guilt has time to take root, I turn and run. I don’t stop until the cabin comes into view, my breath ragged, my chest tight. I slam the door shut behind me and lean against it for a moment, forcing air into my lungs. My hands tremble—not from exhaustion, but from emotion I don’t know how to contain. I hadn’t realized how upset I still was with him until I saw him. He hurt me. Deeply. In a way t

Chapter 86: The Weight of Tomorrow

Kieran’s POV “Please explain.” The words barely make it past my throat. They feel scraped raw, torn from lungs that refuse to work properly. You’ll die isn’t an explanation—it’s a sentence. One I won’t accept without a fight. Anders doesn’t rush his answer. He never does when the truth is dangerous. “For a Moonborn mate bond test,” he begins carefully, “having twins is extremely rare. And it’s never wished for.” “Why?” Zoey demands immediately, stepping forward as if she can shield herself—and them—from the words alone. Both of her hands settle protectively over her stomach, which now, looking closer, is just slightly more pronounced than before. Anders meets her gaze. “It’s complicated.” I force myself to listen, even as dread tightens around my chest. “Having a mate as a Moonborn is what fully unlocks your Moonborn abilities,” he explains. “The Moon Goddess designed it that way. No one should have to carry that level of power and responsibility alone.” Zoey frowns slightly,

CHAPTER 87: Fragile Hope

Kieran’s POVThe feeling of uselessness almost swallows me whole as I watch her disappear up the stairs.It sits heavy in my chest, a crushing weight that makes it hard to breathe, hard to think—hard to be anything other than a bystander to her pain. At a time like this, Ragnar would have told me to go after her. To take the stairs two at a time, to grab her wrist before she could shut herself away. He would have insisted, clawed at me to hold her, anchor her, remind her—through touch alone if words failed—that she wasn’t alone in this. That even if I couldn’t fix what was broken, I could at least be there while it hurt.But Ragnar is quiet.The silence where his voice should be is worse than the occasional howls that tear through me without warning—raw, wordless sounds soaked in agony during our time away from Zoey. They come without explanation, without comfort. Just pain. Endless, echoing pain that coils around my ribs and tightens until I feel like I might crack under it. I had be

CHAPTER 88: When Silence Finally Breaks

Zoey’s POVUnbelievable doesn’t even begin to cover it.“I still can’t believe I’m doing this,” I say as I step out of the shower, steam clinging to my skin, a towel wrapped firmly around my dripping form. Water trails down my calves and pools against the wooden floor, my hair hanging heavy down my back.“Believe you’re doing what?” Raven asks, not even looking at me. Her eyes are locked on the bed where she’s laid out an array of clothes like she’s preparing me for a coronation rather than a simple picnic.“That I’m doing this,” I reply, gesturing vaguely at… everything. “I mean you’re obsessing over what I’m wearing for a date less than twenty-four hours before the biggest war in the werewolf kingdom since—well, since ever.”She finally turns to me, eyes bright and entirely too excited. “No matter how much you try to downplay this, I’m making the biggest deal out of it. This is you guys’ first ever date.” She almost squeals on the last word.“Incorrect,” I say dryly, walking closer

CHAPTER 89: The Calm I Choose

Kieran’s POVMadness.Pure madness.That’s the only word that comes close to describing my reality.Less than twelve hours until the challenge for my throne. Less than twelve hours until everything I’ve fought to protect could go up in flames. My beta has fled in the night along with all our war strategies and plans.If there was ever a time to be unraveling, this would be it.And yet, as I lie here with Zoey curled against my chest, I feel… nothing.No panic.No dread.No fear.The weight of the world should be crushing me, but instead, I am utterly unbothered.Not by the fact that she could die at any moment.Not by the knowledge that tomorrow could rip everything from me.Not even by the very real possibility that there may be no future waiting for us on the other side of this.None of it reaches me.Because right now, all I can focus on is her.The steady beat of her heart, pressed against my chest, perfectly aligned with mine. Her breathing, slow and even, falling into the same r

CHAPTER 90: When the Night Turned Against Me

Zoey’s POVThe night is quiet.It wraps around the room like a soft blanket, heavy with peace and warmth. This is how the day is meant to end. Curled beside Kieran, my head resting on his chest, his arm heavy around my waist. His presence is solid, grounding—everything I didn’t realize I’d been missing for far longer than I can remember.Sleeping beside him feels like coming home.His breathing is slow and steady, brushing the top of my head, and the rhythm of his heart beneath my head lulls me into that hazy space between waking and dreaming. My body loosens, the tension I carry every day finally easing its grip.This is peace.But before I can open my eyes, a chill snakes down my spine.It’s sharp. Immediate. Wrong.That doesn’t make sense—not here, not with Kieran wrapped around me like this. His presence has always been warmth, safety, certainty. I tell myself it’s nothing. Just nerves. Ignore it.I shove the feeling deep into the darkest corner of my mind, sealing it away. Let i

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