All Chapters of Rebirth Of The Broken Luna: A Second Chance at Luna's Heart : Chapter 391 - Chapter 400

Chapter 392XENOISMy phone buzzed. A message from Marcus: *Security reports suspicious activity near the school. Nothing concrete, but guards are on alert.*Perfect. Because apparently even planning a romantic evening required navigating potential threats.I was responding when my door opened again. This time it was Thorne, looking slightly disheveled and very satisfied."Before you say anything," he started, "Rivers and I were conducting important cross-territory coordination meetings.""Is that what we're calling it?" I asked dryly."It's a perfectly legitimate use of diplomatic resources," Thorne defended."Diplomatic resources," I repeated."The portal was established for cross-territory cooperation," he pointed out. "Rivers and I are cooperating. Very thoroughly."Despite everything, I felt a laugh bubble up. "I'm not judging you for having a relationship. I'm annoyed that you're impossible to find when I need you because you're off 'cooperating' with Zade's second-in-command."

Chapter 394THORNEI was reviewing security reports in my office when every light in the pack house went dark.Complete, sudden darkness.My wolf vision kicked in immediately, letting me see in shades of gray, but the abruptness of it set off every alarm bell in my tactical mind.Power outages didn't happen like this. Not in a territory with backup generators and redundant electrical systems specifically designed to prevent total failures.This was intentional."Marcus!" I shouted, already moving toward the door. "Report!"His voice came from somewhere down the hallway. "Checking now! Looks like a blown fuse in the main electrical panel, but—"He didn't finish the sentence because we both realized the same thing at the exact same moment.The basement.We had a nightwalker imprisoned in the basement. Lazarus, Jerome's brother, held in a cell that relied on UV lighting to keep him contained. UV lighting that required electricity."Fuck," I breathed, already running.I heard Marcus behin

Chapter 396ZADEI was having coffee in my office, reviewing some relatively mundane pack administrative work, when I felt the portal activate. The dimensional gateway we'd established between territories had a distinctive energy signature whenever someone passed through—like a small ripple in reality that my supernatural senses could detect.Two signatures this time. Xenois and Lumina, returning from their overnight stay at the cabin.I checked my watch. Nearly ten in the morning. Good. They'd actually managed to sleep in for once instead of rushing back at dawn to handle pack business.Progress.I gave them about twenty minutes to settle back into their own territory before making my way through the portal to Xenois's side. I wanted to see them relaxed and refreshed, wanted confirmation that forcing them to take a break had been the right call.What I found when I walked into Xenois's kitchen was exactly what I'd hoped for.Xenois and Lumina were sitting at the breakfast table, both

Chapter 398LAKEI sat in the kitchen with Riley and Ollie, eating cereal and trying to pretend yesterday hadn't been scary even though it totally had been."You did good," Riley said, like he could read my mind. Maybe he could. His precognition was weird like that. "The portal strategy was tactically sound and effectively neutralized the threat.""I was scared," I admitted quietly. "What if I'd gotten the angle wrong? What if the portals hadn't worked? What if—""But they did work," Ollie interrupted, reaching over to squeeze my hand. "You saved Uncle Thorne and Marcus and everyone. You're a hero.""I'm not a hero," I protested. "I'm five.""You can be both," Riley said matter-of-factly. "Age doesn't determine heroism. Action does. You took action when others were in danger. That's definitionally heroic."I poked at my cereal, watching the pieces float in the milk. Yesterday had been so weird. One minute I was in bed, the next the lights went out, and then I heard shouting from the b

Chapter 400XENOISI stood outside the holding cells, staring at the reinforced door and trying to reconcile what I was about to do with the progressive leader I'd been trying to become.Beside me, Thorne waited silently. He knew what was coming. Had probably been expecting this since the moment we'd captured Jerome's infiltrators."You don't have to do this," he said quietly. "Zade offered to handle interrogations. He has experience with this kind of thing.""This is my pack," I said. "My family that was threatened. My responsibility to handle.""Torture isn't—""I know what torture is," I interrupted. "My parents taught me extensively. Along with every other brutal tactic necessary for pack leadership during wartime."Thorne was quiet for a moment. "You've spent months building a reputation as a progressive alpha. Someone who doesn't use the old methods. If you do this—if you torture prisoners—it undermines everything you've worked for.""Good," I said flatly. "Because apparently be