All Chapters of The Broken Luna Returns: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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Guardians

Selene’s POV“You better stop what you’re doing. Now.” he said firmly.Winter’s brows clenched together, as if he was hesitating, then he nodded, his head drooping.Which made everyone jaw drop. He didn’t even care that the king commanded him just now. But when it was Fenrir he quickly did as told? Is the world being tilted upside down or something?The vines that still hung in the air suddenly withered and disappeared, crumbling into dust.The heavy pressure that had filled the room lifted, replaced by uneasy silence.Winter’s small frame trembled slightly before he turned and ran. I didn’t even realize where he was going until he was right in front of me. He stopped and hid behind my legs, clutching my dress tightly, peeking out at Fenrir with wide, frightened eyes.I looked down at him, stunned. The boy who had just shown terrifying power now looked so small and scared.Fenrir stopped a few feet away, his piercing gaze fixed on Winter.The room was silent again, no one dared to mo

Unanimity

(Selene’s POV) The moment Fenrir sat at our table, I felt the air change.No one said a word, but the tension was thick enough to choke on. My whole family who’s usually so composed and graceful now sat stiff as statues. My grandfather’s hand was frozen on top of the table, his jaw tight. Marcus’s eyes flickered between Fenrir and me like he was silently questioning my life choices. Even Celina, who was usually cheerful and talkative, had gone completely quiet beside me, her posture perfectly straight as though afraid even her breathing might offend him.It was strange, really how just Fenrir’s presence could turn a room full of nobles into trembling leaves.I wonder what else he can do? If everyone fears him so much he must have done something before to impose such fear on everyone’s head.On the other hand, Winter, who sat to my right, seemed completely unbothered by it all. He hummed softly while swinging his little legs under the table, smiling as he picked at the fruit platter

A Goodnight Kiss

(Selene’s POV)The meeting finally ended, and the king dismissed everyone except for the leaders of each race. He said they needed to discuss privately what strategy to take before revealing anything since they want everything to be ready before relaying any information to us. The rest of us were told to rest for the night since tomorrow would be another long day.Mmm…rest, huh?The word almost made me laugh. How could anyone rest after what happened? After witnessing things like that? I’m certain everyone became even more restless now. Especially since like not doing anything for a day means we have delayed a day to extract our enemies.Their soft shimmer cast our shadows against the stone walls. The night air was cool, carrying faint traces of herbs and dew. Yet, despite how calm the palace looked, my mind refused to settle.We walked in silence for a while, the sound of our footsteps echoing faintly. We were all walking alongside each other, and when I looked back, Oragon and Fe

Another Soul

(Selene’s POV) The dining room was warm and filled with soft light from the hanging crystal orbs above. The scent of roasted meat and spiced wine lingered in the air, though for some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to eat much. My thoughts were heavy, swirling with everything that had happened that day—the council, the mystic beasts, Winter’s strange words.Now, sitting here with my cousins, those words echoed louder than ever.Winter was beside me, his small hands clutching a spoon, his bright silver eyes filled with that usual sparkle. Across from us sat Jace, Celina, Theo, and the twins, each wearing the same curious expression that I’d been dreading.“So,” Jace started, leaning forward on his elbows, “Winter… you said something earlier. About Selene being your mother.”Celina nodded, eyes glinting with curiosity. “Yeah, you were pretty confident about it. What did you mean by that?”Winter, who had been happily chewing on a piece of bread, froze mid-bite. His big eyes blinked onc

Calm Before The Storm

(Selene’s POV) The morning air was crisp when I woke up, soft light spilling through the thin curtains. The castle grounds were still half-asleep, with the faint sound of birds echoing from somewhere far off. But even as the world felt calm, my heart wasn’t. I hadn’t slept well—not after last night. The book was gone. I sat up, staring at the empty desk again. I had checked it at least five times before going to bed, hoping maybe I had misplaced it somewhere, but the result was always the same. It was just… gone. I rubbed my temples, trying to recall everything that happened. I remembered clearly how I placed it on the table before I went to sleep. I remembered glancing at it one last time before closing my eyes. And I was certain I didn’t touch it when I woke up earlier. Celina had even come to fetch me before dawn to get ready for the meeting—there was no time for me to even approach the table. So where was it now? I checked under the bed again, even though I knew it

The Announcement

(Selene’s POV) The morning breeze carried the faint scent of ironwood blossoms when I entered the great hall. Sunlight streamed through the high glass panels, spilling across the long table where everyone was already gathered. The air felt heavier than usual—tighter somehow, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath.The King sat at the head of the table, posture straight, face unreadable. Fenrir stood behind him, quiet and still, like a shadow made flesh. My cousins were seated to my right, whispering among themselves, but their tones were subdued. Even Jace looked serious for once.I took my seat and folded my hands on my lap, trying to appear calm. But inside, my mind was still spinning—about the missing book, about what Winter said, about the way Fenrir’s words from earlier kept echoing in my head.Use your fear to survive.Fear. It had been my silent companion these past few days.The King cleared his throat, his deep voice breaking the silence. “We have discussed the

Whispers In The Hall

(Selene’s POV)By the time we returned to the palace, night had already swallowed the skies.The torches along the walls burned low, casting long shadows across the stone halls.The silence here felt heavier than the forest’s — colder somehow, like the palace itself was holding its breath.We had lost two soldiers. Their names were already carved in my mind.Their screams still echoed in my ears.I walked beside Fenrir through the dim corridors. Neither of us spoke.Even his usual teasing calm had disappeared, replaced by a quiet edge.The others who survived had gone ahead to report to their commanders, leaving only the two of us.When we reached the main hall, the King was waiting.He stood before the great map laid out across the long table, his fingers pressed together in thought.“You’re back earlier than expected,” he said without looking up.Fenrir stepped forward first. “We found traces of movement in the northern woods, but not the scouts. Something else found us instead.”Th

The Stirring Within

(Selene’s POV) The moon hadn’t yet faded when the knock came at my door.Three sharp taps — calm, deliberate, but heavy enough to echo through the stillness.I hadn’t slept. How could I, after what happened last night?The book still sat on my desk, shut tight since Fenrir touched it.Yet I could feel it humming faintly, as if something trapped within was awake and waiting.I dragged myself up, smoothing my tangled hair, and went to open the door.Fenrir stood there — arms crossed, face grim.“The King summoned us,” he said. His tone was clipped, emotionless, but I could tell he hadn’t slept either.“Now?” I asked. “It’s barely dawn.”“He didn’t want to wait,” he replied. “Something happened during the night.”My stomach twisted. “Something?”He gave a short nod. “You’ll see.”The halls were quieter than usual, the guards more alert.We passed by a group of elven soldiers whispering to each other, their expressions pale.Whatever had happened, it wasn’t minor.The air grew colder the

Spreading

(Selene’s POV) The cold wind brushed against my skin as I stood at the balcony outside my room. The garden below was quiet, the lake shimmering under the faint morning light. The sun had just begun to rise, staining the horizon with orange and gold — yet, no warmth reached me. It was too still, too calm, like the world was holding its breath.Something was wrong. I could feel it.After Fenrir left me earlier, his words kept echoing inside my mind — Use your fear to evoke your strongest senses. But how could I? My thoughts were all over the place. The missing book, Winter’s cryptic words, Oragon’s strange behavior… and now the looming threat of an unknown enemy. It all felt like pieces of a puzzle that refused to fit together.I pressed my palm against the cool stone railing, trying to ground myself. The faint hum of energy that usually surrounded the castle seemed off somehow — muted, distant. My instincts prickled.Then I heard it — a faint thump.It came from below.I leaned over t

Awakened

(Selene’s POV) The red marks wouldn’t stop glowing. They pulsed faintly against my skin, like veins of light crawling beneath the surface. I rubbed my wrists hard, desperate to make them fade, but the glow only shimmered brighter—as if mocking my efforts.“Selene, stop!” Celina grabbed my hands, her eyes wide. “You’re hurting yourself.”“I can’t—” My voice trembled. “It won’t come off. It won’t stop.”She looked down at my wrists, and I saw fear flash across her face. “That’s… that’s the same mark from the book, isn’t it?”I nodded slowly, unable to tear my gaze away. The faint hum that came with the mark was growing louder, vibrating through my entire body. It felt like something inside me was awakening—something ancient, something I didn’t understand.Celina hesitated. “I’ll get Grandfather—”“No!” I grabbed her arm. “Please… not yet. If he sees this, he’ll—he’ll know something’s wrong.”“Selene, something is wrong!” she said sharply. “You’re glowing!”I swallowed hard. She wasn’t

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