All Chapters of Rebirth Of The Broken Luna: A Second Chance at Luna's Heart : Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

Chapter 282: Slowly Building TrustXENOIS"Riley and Lake have been forced into situations where they had to develop these skills," I explained gently, kneeling beside Ollie's chair. "That's not something to be jealous of, buddy. That's trauma. That's survival. You get to be a normal kid because we can protect you. They didn't have that choice.""But I want to be useful," Ollie insisted, tears spilling over now. "I don't want to just hide while everyone else fights. I want to help protect people too."Riley was watching this exchange with that unnerving focus, his expression difficult to read. Then he spoke, his voice softer than I'd heard it."You are helping," he said to Ollie. "You're helping by being normal. By reminding everyone what they're fighting for. Warriors don't fight to protect weapons or tools. They fight to protect kids like you—kids who laugh and play and get to have actual childhoods. You're more important than you realize."The wisdom in those words, coming from a

Chapter 284: IntimacyLUMINAI woke to the sensation of being watched. Not the uncomfortable, predatory awareness that had haunted me since discovering the nightwalker's presence, but something warmer. Safer. I blinked my eyes open slowly, adjusting to the soft morning light filtering through our bedroom curtains, and found Xenois propped on one elbow beside me, his gaze fixed on my face with an intensity that made my breath catch."What are you looking at?" I asked, my voice still rough with sleep.His expression softened, something raw and vulnerable flickering across his features. "The prettiest thing ever," he said quietly. "I can't believe I almost lost this. Lost you. All because of my stupidity in allowing Sophia back into our lives."The words hit me square in the chest, unexpected and disarming. My marriage to Xenois had been rocky for months now—years, if I was being honest with myself. The Sophia situation had been the breaking point, the final straw that had shattered what

Chapter 286: Prepped For ClassLUMINABy the time all three were dressed and their backpacks were packed with notebooks, pencils, and lunch boxes, it was already 7:45. We had fifteen minutes to get breakfast into them and make the drive to school.Breakfast was a quick affair—cereal and fruit, juice for the boys and coffee for Xenois and me. We sat around the kitchen table, discussing plans for the day. Ollie was practically vibrating with excitement about his superhero presentation. Riley and Lake were quieter, clearly nervous about their first official day of school."You're going to do great," I assured them. "Mrs. Henderson is a wonderful teacher. Very kind and patient.""What if the other kids don't like us?" Lake asked quietly."They will," Ollie declared with absolute certainty. "Because you're awesome and you know cool stuff about portals and the future. Everyone's going to want to be your friend."Riley looked skeptical, but Lake seemed to take some comfort from Ollie's confi

Chapter 288: School BullyOLLIEThe classroom went quiet, all eyes turning to Lake. I felt anger flash through me—hot and protective and fierce. How dare Derek try to make Lake feel bad about what he was?"Derek, that's not an appropriate question," Mrs. Patty said firmly. "We don't interrogate our classmates about their heritage.""But it's true, right?" Derek pressed, ignoring the teacher's warning. "My dad said werewitches aren't real pack members. That they're not as strong as pure werewolves. That they're basically just—""Derek Johnson, principal's office, now!" Mrs. Patty's voice cracked like a whip, startling everyone. Her eyes had gone hard, all warmth replaced with steely authority. "We do not tolerate discrimination in this classroom. Pack law explicitly protects all supernatural beings regardless of heritage, and you will show your classmates respect or you will face consequences. Go. Now."Derek slouched toward the door, shooting Lake a nasty look as he passed. I was alr

Chapter 290: Frightened StaffsXENOISThe moment we turned onto our street, I knew something was wrong. My alpha instincts were screaming warnings before my conscious mind had even processed what I was seeing—our staff clustered outside the house in frightened groups, some of them visibly shaking, others speaking in hushed, urgent tones that carried the scent of panic even from this distance.I brought the car to an abrupt stop in the driveway, the tires crunching against gravel with more force than necessary. Beside me, Lumina had already tensed, her hand moving instinctively toward where she kept her phone, ready to call for backup if needed."Stay in the car," I said automatically to the boys in the backseat, though I knew even as I said it that they wouldn't listen. Not these three, not with their histories and instincts and the way danger seemed to follow them like a shadow.I was out of the vehicle before the engine had fully stopped, Lumina right beside me. Our head of staff—