All Chapters of The White Wolf Luna: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

 The world did not immediately notice the change. The sun still rose. The birds still sang. The rivers continued their endless course, unaware that a girl had vanished into the soul of the world and returned as something else entirely. But wolves did. They felt it first in their bones. The tether between spirit and form grew taut with awareness, like the air before a storm. Those who had once rejected prophecy began to dream. And in those dreams, Selene stood on a bridge made of starlight, watching both the past and the future unravel into her hands. Rowan could not sleep. The night after she vanished, he stood alone in the ruins of the Temple,

 “The girl who became a god will soon forget she was ever a girl at all.” Selene stared into the fire, those words echoing like a curse inside her chest. No one else heard them the way she did—not as prophecy, but as warning. Rowan’s voice broke the silence. “What does that mean?” She didn’t look at him. “It means every time I use what’s inside me—every time I reach deeper into what the Moon left behind—I lose something. A memory. A reflex. A name I used to answer to.” Rowan moved closer. “Then stop using it.” Selene turned slowly, and her voice was barely a whi

They found him waiting at the edge of the world.Where the mountains folded into the sky and stars clung to the earth like dew, the child stood with the Book Without a Name tucked under one arm, his bare feet resting on a slab of ancient stone inscribed with no language known to wolves.Selene stepped forward, Rowan at her side.“You brought me here for a reason,” she said. “So speak it.”The child smiled gently. “You remembered yourself. I wasn’t sure you would.”“You gave me a choice,” Selene replied. “That means you wanted me to find my way back.”“Not wanted,” he said. “Needed.”Vera narrowed her eyes. “Enough riddles. Who are you?”Agnes approached, slowly. Her face had gone pale.“I think I know,” she said. “But I hope I’m wrong.”The child met her gaze.“You’re not.”He turned to Selene.“You’ve been told many stories about the Moon Goddess. That she gave you power. That she faded away, leaving behind fragments of herself. That you are one of those fragments.”Selene nodded, ca

The forest felt different.Selene moved through it not as a hunted creature, but as something reborn quiet, resolute, crackling with energy just under her skin. The moonlight filtering through the trees cast her in silver and shadow, and every step seemed to pulse in rhythm with the earth. She wasn’t the same girl who had fled Caden’s betrayal, or the woman who had screamed through a spirit wolf’s binding. She was more. And that terrified her.Rowan walked beside her, his usually confident gait weighted with unease. He hadn’t spoken since they left the clearing. Selene could feel his thoughts press against her mental barriers, polite but persistent, like rain tapping at a window. He wanted to talk. She wasn’t sure she was ready.Agnes, trailing behind them, said nothing either. The silence was heavy, wrapped around them like fog.Finally, Rowan broke it. “You haven’t asked where we’re going.”“I figured you’d tell me when it mattered,” she replied, voice low.“It matters now.”Selene

The trees wept crimson, sap turning to blood as darkness spread its roots through the forest. Each leaf shriveled, each branch curled as though retreating from the presence of whatever Caden had unleashed. And yet, he stood in the center of the chaos, untouched, eyes closed, lips moving in silent conversation with the thing that had followed him back.Selene stumbled backward, her breath catching as the screams of the forest echoed through her bones. Agnes gripped her arm, forcing a charm into her palm. "You need to listen to me now," the old seer said, her voice sharp. "What follows him isn’t just a creature—it’s a fracture. A rift in the veil. It will consume everything.""Then why is he still standing?" Rowan demanded, shielding both of them as more of the shadowy tendrils erupted from the earth."Because he thinks he can control it," Agnes spat. "But he can’t. That thing doesn’t bargain. It devours."Selene stared ahead at Caden, trying to piece together what remained of the man s