All Chapters of Luna’s Second Chance : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Phil's POV“Here,” I said, pointing to the map while Sinclair and Keith leaned in, the room was dimly lit except for the torch's weak halo. “North side of the moon block.”“There are three paths on that side,” Sinclair said, his voice thin with curiosity and something like dread. “Which do you think Hon will follow?”I lifted my gaze to them, “I have no idea. He could come anyway. But our men would be planted on every path.”Suddenly the door creaked open, and the room fell quiet. Andrew walked in, and to my surprise, Vera followed behind him.I froze, “Vera?” The words came out of my mouth before I could stop myself, my gaze locked with hers for a second as she stepped inside with Andrew. My gaze then leapt down to see them holding hands. I felt like the biggest fool in the room—one that had enough regrets to swallow me whole.“Alpha Phil,” Andrew’s deep voice interrupted my thoughts, bringing me back to reality. The reality that there was a war to be fought in a few hours. I also su

Phil's POVI didn't know what I was doing—I just moved, acting purely on instincts without thinking my absurd plan through. The good thing about my plan was that we weren't dead yet.“Bring him closer.” ordered one of the men amongst Hon’s army. I was hauled and brought to his feet. Andrew and the rest were surrounded, unable to interfere.The man crouched in front of me was bald, with an ugly scar cutting across the side of his face and a black eye patch that made him look even more menacing.“So,” he rasped. His breath reeked of decay. “You were saying?” he asked.“I was saying, you won't find the explosives here,” I replied, keeping my tone calm through the pounding of my heart.“Oh,” he sneered, “And where are they then?”“And why should I tell you?” I shot back.The man scoffed, a maddening smirk tugging at his lip, before his fists crashed into my jaw. The force sent me sprawling to the sand, grit filling my mouth.“Andrew!” Lucy's voice echoed through the chaos, sharp and pani

Phil's POVHon had done so much damage in a few hours that most men could in a lifetime. He had seized the crescent moon pack and surrounded the premises with his armies.“That old bastard!” I hissed, clenching my fist, as we watched from a bush near the pack. “He couldn't even wait a day before hanging his damned sigil,” I said through gritted teeth.“What’s the plan now?” Andrew asked, without looking at me, his gaze stretched towards the heavily guarded pack.“We go in.”I simply replied.Andrew turned to me, unimpressed “And?”I blinked, that was all I could think of. It wasn't a good plan. If we started a fight here, we would be defeated. Most of our men were dead, and Hon still had hundreds of loyal men.Suddenly, the gates opened, and the sound of trucks drove into the pack—most of the trucks had my sigil, that of Andrew's and Sinclair's. I wasn't surprised Hon stole them for himself. He was probably also searching for the explosives; it'd take him forever to find a trace. We'd

Lucy's POVWhite pain surged through me as I struggled to get up from the ground. Every raw bit of electricity was felt.I winced, standing up on my feet. “That bitch!” I sneered painfully. I was lucky her powers had only braced my side and made me unconscious.“We found an accomplice.” A guard signaled to the rest of the guards, rustling into the bush as his spear stretched towards me. More entered, surrounding me with their spears as if I were some dangerous criminal.“Take her.” one of them barked.I raised my hands in surrender, “I’m not an accomplice.” I said, my voice firm with a bit of trembling “Alpha Hon knows me.”“You liar!” The guard seethed, stepping forward as he handcuffed my hands behind. I struggled, twisting in resistance, “I'm telling the truth. Take me to him, and you'll see.”The guard sneered, “No, we are taking you where you belong.”“And that's where?” I demanded, glaring up at him.“The pleasure ward,” he replied flatly, a crooked smile tugging at his lips a

Vera's POVThe guards' shouts grew louder, searching the entire pack for us. It was only a matter of time before they reached this tunnel. It made my heart pound. I had no time to feel fear, but determination."Move along, everyone," I whispered, helping a wounded woman climb into one of the trucks. Rick took the driver's seat, his face smeared with soot and blood, but his hands were firm on the wheel. And Phil's beta, though wounded in the leg, could still help out with gathering the women inside another truck.In fact, there were enough trucks to carry everyone out of here, while other captive men who had chosen to fight for freedom prepared to drive the survivors outside of the pack's territory.“Go on, get inside.” I led some little girls into another truck, but one of them stopped and stared at me with sad eyes."Do we have to leave?" she asked. I crouched over. It wasn't the right time for pep talks but I felt the need to comfort the little lad."It's hard to leave home, I know.