Todos os capítulos de The Luna’s Return: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Chapter Fifty-One: Blood for HonorSelene’s POVI could feel the earth shaking.Not because the ground was broken.Not because of any storm.But because of the sound of men falling.Ronan stood in the middle of the training ground, covered in dirt, sweat, and blood. His chest rose and fell, hard and fast, but he didn’t stop. His fists were bruised. His knuckles were torn open. But still… he fought.One man came running toward him—he punched. The man dropped.Another swung a sword—he ducked, twisted, and kicked him across the face.A third tried to grab him from behind. Ronan elbowed him sharply, breaking his nose, then spun and slammed him down.And another.And another.And another…They didn’t stop coming.He had beaten more than a hundred already.But there were still thousands.Yes. Thousands.All gathered because Evric raised his hand and said, “If he wants to be with her, he will fight all of us. He will feel what it means to challenge our bloodline.”I had begged him.Begged Sa

Chapter Thirty Three : The Blood That Didn’t DrySelene’s POVThe ground felt colder than ever.I didn’t even notice the dirt under my knees or the wind brushing my hair across my face. All I saw was blood—his blood—on my shaking hands.My fingers wouldn’t close. They stayed wide open, frozen in the shape they were when I tried to hold him.But he was gone.Gone.“Ronan…” I whispered, but my lips barely moved. My voice came out like broken glass. “No… please…”I stared at the empty space where he once stood. I didn’t blink. I didn’t move.It was like the world had been ripped in half, and I had fallen into the silence between.I could still feel the heat of his skin on my palm. I could still hear the sound of his voice, that last whisper in my ear.“Take care of her… take care of our baby…”I pressed my hand to my stomach. I wanted to scream, but nothing came out. My lungs wouldn’t let me breathe properly. Each inhale hurt. Every breath felt like I was choking on my own heartbeat.“Se

Chapter Fifty Five: The Visit I Didn’t ExpectSelene’s POVThe room was quiet—so quiet I could hear the soft ticking of the old clock on the wall and the way the wind whispered against the windows. I had pulled the blanket tighter around me, not for warmth, but for comfort. My hand rested gently on my belly, my thumb rubbing the same spot over and over again, as if I could reach him through the small life inside me.Lucien had gone out to find herbs. He promised he wouldn’t take long, but every second without him felt like an hour. He had become one of the few people I could still trust, someone who didn’t speak to me like I was weak or broken, even though I felt both.I sat in silence, staring at the wall, my heart heavy. I hadn’t slept well. I hadn’t smiled. My eyes felt dry, but inside, I was drowning. The only thing that gave me strength was the faint beat of life growing within me—the pup Ronan never got to hold.I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the pillow, lettin

Chapter Fifty Seven – The Moment I Never ExpectedSelene’s POVI didn’t know when I drifted off to sleep. Maybe it was after the wind passed through the window or when the ache in my chest became too heavy to carry.I slept with Evric’s pendant on my neck. It felt warm against my skin, like something guarding me. My hand had rested on my stomach all night, where our baby grew quietly inside me.I didn’t dream of Ronan this time. I didn’t dream of anything at all. Just darkness.Until I felt something.It wasn’t the wind. It wasn’t the cold.It was someone.My eyes fluttered open slowly.The room was quiet. Too quiet.And then I saw him.Evric.Sitting beside my bed.I blinked again, thinking maybe I was dreaming. But he didn’t disappear. He was there, in the chair Lucien usually sat in, his tall frame leaning forward just slightly. His cloak was draped behind him, and his silver eyes were fixed on me like he’d been watching for a long time.He didn’t speak at first.I sat up a little.

Chapter Fifty Nine - The Luna They WantEvric’s POVThe morning sun spilled into my room through the tall windows. I had barely slept. My thoughts had kept me awake — thoughts of Selene, of Lucien, of the things I couldn’t say out loud.I sat at the edge of my bed, running my hand through my hair. I was the Lycan King. I had ruled this land with strength, with wisdom. People feared me, respected me. I didn’t bend for anyone.But lately… I was changing. And I hated it.A knock came at the door.“My King,” the guard bowed, “The Elders have arrived. They wish to greet you.”I stood, straightened my robe, and nodded. “Bring them in.”The five elders walked in slowly — white hair, firm steps, deep eyes. They were the ones who had watched me grow. Some of them had fought beside my father. They only came when something serious was about to happen.“Evric,” Elder Mago said, smiling as he bowed. “It has been a while.”“I am honored,” I said quietly, nodding my head with respect. “Please, sit.”