All Chapters of Reclaiming His Fated Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

RAVENI wiped the sweat from my brow, my fingers buried in the damp soil as I yanked the last of the weeds from the herb garden behind the infirmary. It was routine, the monotony of it almost comforting, except for the damn feeling of his eyes on me again.Every single day. I didn’t have to turn to know it was Kieran watching me from across the yard, just like he always did when he thought I wasn’t looking. I didn't acknowledge him. I couldn't afford to. If I did, even once, everything could spiral. He was getting too curious. I could feel it in the way his gaze lingered too long, in the questions he’d started to ask others about me.I stood up slowly, stretching my back and feigning indifference. I had a bad feeling crawling under my skin, something sharp and electric that made my chest tighten like a vice. The signs were all there- Lucian and his rogues were making moves. Quiet ones. Strategic. Dangerous. And if what I suspected was true, they were going to strike soon. And it would

RAVENI stood quietly, my arms folded across my chest as Lucian and his rogues finally made their entrance into the border compound. His presence always shifted the air—tense, sharp, like something about to snap. The moment I saw him, my heartbeat stuttered, not because I feared him, but because of what his presence meant for me. I couldn’t afford to flinch. I couldn’t even afford to blink the wrong way.So I looked at him like I had never seen him before in my life. I kept my face still, my eyes cold, my entire body language screaming indifference, neutrality. I knew what was at stake. If Kieran so much as suspected that I had ties with Lucian, any kind of relationship, whether it was forged in blood, betrayal or necessity—I’d be dead before nightfall. I wasn’t ready to die. Not yet.Lucian’s gaze swept over everyone but never lingered on me. Smart man. He knew the game we were playing. He had taught me the rules himself. And now, we were both on different sides of a fragile bridge m

KIERANI was halfway through my meal, the steak slightly overcooked just the way I liked it, when Selene came up to me, her heels making soft clicks against the tiled floor. She didn’t say a word at first, just took the seat across from me like she belonged there, which, technically, she did.The maid came around, served her a plate, and Selene gave her a tired smile—polite, but distracted. I didn’t look up from my food, didn’t pause to greet her, because I could already feel it—the heavy energy around her, the kind that clings to a person when they’re carrying thoughts they’ve been rehearsing all day. I took a sip of water, let the silence sit, and tried to act like I hadn’t noticed anything unusual. But Selene never did know how to sit with silence for too long.“I saw Vee today,” she finally said, quietly, like maybe if she said it softly enough I wouldn’t get irritated. But I heard it. Loud and clear. That name again. Of course.I didn’t look up. “Good for you.”“She looked... tir

KIERANAfter Raven had gone, I remained seated for a long moment, elbows on my knees, my fingers steepled in front of my lips as I stared into the dying embers in the fireplace. I didn’t know if I could fully trust the words she’d said—there was something about the way she spoke, that mixture of pain and pride, like she was always holding back more than she was willing to give. But then again, could I really afford not to trust her? She had proven herself more than once, had stood her ground when most would’ve fled, had taken blows meant for others without flinching. Still… the stakes were higher now.With Lucian out there, calculating, watching, waiting for the perfect moment to strike, I couldn’t afford even the smallest crack in the foundation. He would exploit it. Twist it. Turn one of us against the other and watch us crumble from the inside. I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck before muttering to myself.“Damn it, Vee… why do you make it so hard to figure you out?”Just then,

KIERAN I had never liked walking into enemy territory without the thrill of battle drumming beneath my feet, but that day wasn’t about war, not yet. I came with my men, all of them flanking me like shadows born from loyalty, and as we stormed through the gates of Lucian’s pack, the silence that followed our entrance was louder than the sound of our boots hitting the ground. I could see it instantly, the shift in atmosphere, the way heads turned, eyes widened, and jaws hung mid-sentence.Some of them froze where they stood, others backed away slowly, their eyes darting between each other like they were waiting for someone else to speak up. But no one did. They all looked like they'd seen a ghost. Or worse- me. I caught sight of a young boy tugging at his mother’s arm, whispering,“Mama, isn’t that Alpha Kieran?” And her response, though hushed, was clear enough — “Don’t look at him, just go.” I swallowed the bitterness that crawled up my throat. I wasn’t here to inspire terror, even i