All Chapters of Luna's Revenge : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

West POV That night, we gathered at the lair, a place where the shadows of the past and the weight of the present often converged. Among the assembled were several elders from the pack, and most notably, Elder Lucius, whose presence was both a symbol of authority and a reminder of the long-standing traditions that bound us together. I was glad to see him well, for his health and vitality were a testament to the strength of our pack. I had insisted that Rio join the meeting, a decision that was met with a mix of curiosity and concern. This was no ordinary gathering—it was a serious matter, one that would determine the future of our pack and the alliances we had built over the years.As I walked into the lair, I was struck by the atmosphere. The room was dimly lit, the air thick with tension. Most of the pack members were seated, but one figure stood out—Ragnar. He had always preferred to stand, a habit that spoke of his independent nature and his deep connection to the land. Beside me

Aria's POV Beatrice's voice was a vibrant flame, igniting the air around us as she recounted the moment Ragnar confronted her about the pregnancy. "He simply asked me when I intended on telling him," she began, her eyes alight with a mix of excitement and curiosity. "Why am I keeping it a secret? He demanded to know." she asked, her tone a blend of defiance and intrigue. I couldn't help but chuckle at her enthusiasm, though I knew she was serious. "What did you tell him?" I asked, my voice laced with a hint of amusement. It was no surprise that Ragnar had discovered the secret so quickly—after all, he was a werewolf, and his senses were as sharp as the claws he wielded. Our hearing was nothing to be trifled with, and he had been close to her all along."I simply told him that I wanted him to get better very well before I told him anything," she said, her words flowing with a sense of purpose. "You won't believe his reaction," she added, her eyes sparkling with excitement. I raised a

West POV The day has finally come—the day I chose to step into the unknown, to follow the Omega and my mate Aria into the heart of other werewolf territory. My heart is a storm of emotions, a tempest of fear, hope, and determination. I’ve kept this secret from everyone, even from my mate, Aria. As the Alpha of our pack, I am not meant to be among the wolves who venture into the shadows of other pack’s lairs. But I have made my choice, and I will not waver. I am not a coward, and I will not let the past define my future.I stand at the edge of the forest, the air thick with tension, the weight of responsibility pressing down on my shoulders. I have gathered those who will accompany me—Rio, Liam, and Sage. They are the ones who will stay behind, their presence a shield against the dangers that lie ahead. Sage, in particular, is a man I cannot send alongside with us to discover those who support the Crescent pack. He was once a captive there, and the scent of that place lingers in his v

Aria POV "I'd seen West in various moods before – angry, indifferent, and everything in between. But never had I seen him look so determined, so serious. His eyes seemed to bore into the distance, avoiding mine with an intensity that was unnerving. It was as if he'd become a different person altogether, one who was driven by a singular focus.I recalled the plans we'd made for this mission, the secrecy we all agreed upon surrounding the relationship I shared with West. West had been adamant that no one should know about our bond, about the fact that I was his mate. I'd respected his wishes, keeping my distance and playing the role of a dedicated warrior. But now, as I stood alongside the other female werewolves he'd handpicked for this task, I felt a flutter in my chest.Ragnar's training was grueling, pushing us to our limits. But West's voice echoed in my mind, calm and authoritative. "Calm yourself down and pay attention," he instructed, his words a gentle reprimand. "Look out for

West POV The mission had been weighing heavily on my mind, and I was acutely aware of the risks we faced. While I was mentally and physically prepared, I couldn't shake off the feeling that Aria, my mate and the Luna of our pack, was shouldering a significant burden. Her ability to blend in seamlessly with the others, adopting the guise of a skilled warrior rather than revealing her true identity, was nothing short of remarkable.As we traversed the dense forest, avoiding the main roads in favor of a more stealthy approach, the journey proved to be difficult. The grass beneath our feet was a welcome respite, but the distance between packs was substantial, and we had been on the move for nearly a week. Despite our progress, we still had yet to uncover the identity of the pack collaborating with our sworn enemies, the Crescent pack.It was at night, when the world around us grew quiet, that Aria and I could finally steal a moment together. She would snuggle into my arms, her voice bare