All Chapters of CHASING HIS LUNA BACK: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Aurelia’s Point of ViewThere was light.Faint, distant, like a star seen from the depths of the ocean. It shimmered ahead of me, a soft beacon amidst the endless void. I walked toward it or floated, I’m not sure. The darkness clung to my limbs like vines, reluctant to release me. But the light… it was patient. It didn’t pull me. It simply waited.And when I finally crossed into it, I expected warmth, peace maybe even answers.But what met me was fog.Thick, ghostly fog that curled around my ankles and clouded my senses. I couldn’t see anything at first, couldn’t feel the ground beneath my feet. My body was weightless. Was this some cruel in-between? Was I still lost?I took one breath and suddenly, it all shifted.The fog evaporated like smoke. My lungs filled with sterile air. My skin prickled. I blinked hard, and the white glow around me dimmed into something solid, something real.A ceiling. White. Cracked faintly in the corner. Familiar.It was the hospital. My chest rose and fel

Alisha's point of viewI had lost everything. Every dream I stitched together in my heart, every thread of ambition I held close, they were all ripped apart like the fabric of a worn-out cloak. The walls of the dungeon pressed against me with a suffocating stillness that made my chest burn with rage. My father’s voice haunted me in the silence, echoing in the corners of my mind. “Do not fail me, Alisha. This is your only chance to prove yourself.”And what had I done? I failed. Failed him. Failed myself.I sat on the cold stone floor, hugging my knees, my bare arms freezing from the damp air swirling through the cracks. The floor was slick with moisture and smelled of old iron, decay, and despair that a scent I was starting to wear like a second skin. Wolves weren’t meant to be caged like this. I wasn’t meant to be caged like

Silas's point of viewThe sun had barely begun its ascent when I stood at the window of my chamber, watching the orange hue spread across the Blackfang territory. The wind carried the scent of pine, earth, and faintly, the warmth of home. For the first time in years, that scent wasn’t hollow. Not entirely.Aurelia had returned.Not just in body  but in spirit. She smiled more. She laughed again. There was something new in her, something I

Aurelia's point of viewThe chambers were warmer than I remembered, the air thick with the faint scent of cedarwood and something richer, like an earthy undertone that always clung to Silas. It was in the walls, in the folds of the curtains, in the fibers of the carpet. It was home, in its own strange, dangerous way.I closed the door behind me and let my eyes sweep over the space. A wide bed dominated the far side, draped in charcoal-grey sheets that looked as if they’d been smoothed with military precision. The fireplace crackled with a slow, steady flame, sending shadows dancing across the walls. This was his space, his sanctuary, but starting today, it was ours.That thought sent a small flutter through my chest.Crossing the room, I stopped at the tall oak cupboard in the corner. It looked ancient but well cared for, the wood polished to a deep sheen. I opened it, and a faint creak escaped as if the cupboard itself was adjusting to my presence. Inside, his clothes were arranged i

Silas's point of viewThe conference room smelled faintly of polished wood and something sharper lingered in the air. Clove oil, maybe. Severin sat across from me, posture as rigid as the high-backed chair he occupied. Everything about the man screamed control, from the even tone of his voice to the way he held his glass without spilling a single drop."So.. How you have been. I heard your ex-mate will become your luna." Ah, the nerve touch but I resisted the gut wrenching punch to his throat."She was never ex, always my mate. And, we are her for not having a dicussion about my mate, Alpha Severin." I growled and he lifted his hands up in aurrender.We exchanged the standard greetings, the kind politicians and Alphas used to mask the fact they’d rather be anywhere else.“Your borders are looking… sturdy,” Severin said, sipping his drink like we were old friends catching up.I gave him a thin smile. “I’d return the compliment, but half your patrol didn’t notice I walked in.”His lips