All Chapters of The White Wolf Luna: Chapter 81 - Chapter 83

The new world trembled beneath the weight of falling stars, each one a pinprick of light that burned out as it struck the ground, leaving scorch marks that pulsed with the same white light as the fracture splitting the earth. The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and something older—something that tasted of time unraveling. The white fracture glowed, not with warmth or hunger, but with a cold, relentless clarity, as if it saw through every choice they’d made, every scar they bore. The voice that had called them Guardians lingered, its final warning, the night is coming echoing in their minds like a bell that wouldn’t stop ringing.Rowan stood at the edge of the fracture, his blade drawn, its silver light dim against the white glow. His eyes traced the falling stars, each one a reminder that their victory over the Want was fleeting, a breath before the next storm. “This isn’t over,” he said, his voice rough but steady. “Whatever’s coming, it’s bigger than the Want.”Selene

The world stood firm, its golden horizon glowing with the strength of their choices, its stone humming with Agnes’s song. The stars above no longer fell, their white light softened, woven into the sky like threads in a tapestry. Yet one star flickered, cold and solitary, its pulse a reminder of the Night’s final whisper: Guardians. The air was still, but it carried a weight, as if the world itself were holding its breath, waiting for the next judgment. The fracture was sealed, but the echo of the starlight hand lingered in their minds, its touch a memory that burned.Rowan stood at the center of the stone circle, his blade still drawn, its silver light dim but steady. His eyes were fixed on the flickering star, his jaw tight with a resolve that masked the grief beneath. “It’s not over,” he said, his voice low, almost a growl. “The Night’s still watching.”Selene and Elyra stood together, their light and shadow intertwined, their scars glowing faintly as if in conversation with the wor