Semua Bab The Luna’s Return: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Chapter Eighty Two : The Masked OneLucien’s POVBy the time I stepped out of the east gates of the palace, dawn was still a rumor behind the horizon, and the guards were changing shifts—just as I’d planned.I didn’t tell anyone I was leaving, and he must not suspect. He would ask questions.He would follow.And that would ruin everything.Too many ears were open in this place now, and too many eyes watched me. Especially Evric’s. I could feel the change in the air each time he looked at me. Distrust. Calculation. Like he was silently measuring how much longer I’d be useful before becoming a threat.I wasn’t born here. Not in Teylor’s former territory, not in any of these lands.That was part of why I could move the way I did—quietly, like a shadow no one expects.But it also meant I didn’t have the kind of history that earned trust.Just secrets.And I was carrying the biggest one yet.Ronan.The forest was heavy with mist, the trees silent sentinels as I rode fast and low through t

Chapter Eighty ThreeHe Saw MeSelene’s Pov I had thought pain had done its worst to me.I was wrong.I lay on my side, curled into the soft cushions in Evric’s chambers—where the warmth of the fireplace didn’t reach me, no matter how fiercely it crackled. My back ached from sitting upright all day, and my ankles were slightly swollen. The healers said it was normal. Just part of the process. But nothing about this felt normal.The door knockedIt was Evric.“Your posture is terrible,” he said gently, walking toward me with a quiet confidence that unnerved me every time. “You’ll damage your back completely if you stay like that.”I didn’t respond. I wasn’t in the mood for lectures, even if they came coated in concern.Evric crouched beside me. “Selene. Let me help.”I wanted to refuse.I wanted to tell him to leave me alone.But my body was sore, my mind exhausted, and something about his voice—calm, low, steady—made me give in. For a moment.I sat up slowly, wincing slightly, and Ev

Chapter Eighty Six : Fire in My BonesRonan’s POVI slammed into the ground hard, the wind knocked clean from my lungs. Gravel bit into my back, my arms trembling as I tried to push myself up again. My shoulder throbbed. My chest burned. But I didn’t stop.“Again,” the voice barked, cold and unforgiving. “Get up, Ronan. Or you’ll stay the broken prince forever.”I growled low in my throat. My body screamed to rest, but my pride—what little was left—dragged me to my feet.I’d lost count of how many days I’d been here.Up in the high reaches of the Morvyn Mountains, where time seemed to hang frozen and the mist never left the ground. Where no pack dared claim territory, and the old ways still whispered through the stones. It was here that I was reborn—or trying to be.My trainer, Dareth, had once been an Alpha of a pack that no longer existed. A ghost of the past. Ruthless. Wise. Merciless.“Your enemies won’t give you mercy,” he growled, circling me like a vulture. “Why should I?”My l

Chapter Eighty Eight : The Masked ChallengerPOV: RonanI stood quietly among the crowd of challengers, my face covered with a dark mask. The sun was high, and the fighting ground was filled with tension. The Alpha Challenge was not a small event—it only happened once every few years, and today, every eye was watching.But they were all watching me.Not because they knew me.But because I was the only one wearing a mask.Some laughed. Some whispered. Some looked scared.I didn’t care.Let them talk.I wasn’t here to make friends.I was here to take what belonged to me.The elders walked in. Dressed in long robes, they stood on the high platform and looked over the field. One of them raised his hand.“The Challenge begins!” the voice echoed.The crowd cheered.Warriors began to step forward in pairs. Growls. Claws. Blood.The ground shook as the wolves transformed and attacked one another.Dust filled the air.Bones cracked.Some warriors were fast. Some were strong.Some were foolish.

Chapter Ninety: “Why Does He Feel So Familiar?”Selene’s POVThe crowd was loud. The warriors were fighting. Blood splashed on the ground, and the wind carried the scent of sweat, dust, and rage.But my heart wasn’t focused on any of that.I kept looking at one man — the one wearing a mask.He stood at the center of the ring like a shadow. Silent. Still. Dangerous. Yet something about him felt… wrong.Or was it right?I wasn’t sure.From the moment he walked out, I had felt it. My chest tightened. My stomach twisted. My heart — it started beating so fast I thought it would explode. It didn’t make any sense. I didn’t even know who he was. His face was covered, his voice quiet, and he hadn’t even looked at me directly.But still…Why do I feel like I know him?“Selene,” Lucien said from beside me. “Don’t stare. You’re drawing attention.”I turned away quickly, embarrassed. “Sorry,” I muttered.But I couldn’t help it. Every time I looked at him, something inside me screamed.I rubbed my