All Chapters of Luna’s Second Chance : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

The Sour Taste Of RejectionPhil's POV:In my head, I wanted Lucy and I to be together. I loved the woman she was, and I still do. The wild flame in her, the freedom that danced behind her eyes.And damn, I admired the way she saw the world—so untamed, so open, so hers.She once told me. “Phil, I love the man that you are. I do. The leader you want to become. The way you throw yourself in for the Pack…”My heart latched onto those words, hungry for more. “Then be my woman, Lucy,” I remember saying, voice barely steady. “I glow brighter with you by my side. I bloom better with you in my corner.” I’d looked into her eyes, hoping—praying—that somewhere deep in there was a place where I belonged.But Lucy… Lucy was never that kind of wolf. She wasn’t the settling type. She craved open air, the thrill of new territory. While I was building a legacy, she was chasing the wind.“I can’t, Phil,” She said, her voice barely above a whisper. “There’s just too much on the line for me. I’ll be crus

Fire And IcePhil's POV:Hissing loudly, I continued walking deeper into the garden. My feet picked up speed beneath me, and I stopped caring about the finely tailored shirt I had worn down the aisle just hours ago.It clung to me now, drenched in sweat and tension, stretching with each stride as if begging me to stop before the inevitable happened.But there was no stopping it. My bones began to creak— a warning that I was about to shift.My wolf had been summoned, not by the moon, but by raw, blistering rage.It was already evening. The sky had dimmed into a dusky navy blue. The half-moon hung there awkwardly, struggling to shine, as if unsure whether tonight was a night for blessings or curses.And then came the voices."An Alpha without a Luna can only go as far.""Your Luna will make you stronger.""Your enemies will come for your life, and if you have no one waiting for you at home, you’ll easily surrender it.""Your wolf needs a Luna to be vulnerable with. All this pent-up stre

The DiscoveryPhil's POV:The next punch landed with a sickening crunch, right to her sternum. I knew it shattered a few bones—the kind of punch that knocked most wolves out cold.This time was no different. Her body sagged even further in the chains, unconscious again.The room reeked of old blood, sweat, and death. That scent always triggered something primal in me. The reinforced steel walls were soundproof and cold.They kept everything inside. No screams, and more importantly no secrets ever left the Black Diamond pack’s torture house.A heavy towing chain hung from the ceiling, hooked into the manacles binding her wrists.She dangled like a ragdoll, her blonde hair matted with dried blood, her face nearly beaten beyond recognition.I could barely tell what she looked like before—Japanese, maybe, judging by the slivers of her accent I’d heard.But it didn’t matter anymore. Not when she was the rogue assassin responsible for Bradd Justin’s death.Two nights ago, her bite had been