All Chapters of The Broken Luna Returns: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

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The Hunter's Mark

CHAPTER 70 — The Hunters’ Mark(Selene’s POV)We didn’t make it far before the forest changed.At first, it was subtle. The air grew heavier, like the trees themselves were holding their breath. The silver leaves above us stopped whispering, frozen in place despite the wind brushing past my skin.Fenrir was still unconscious, his weight supported between Gabriel and me. Every shallow breath he took felt like a ticking clock pressed against my chest.Winter slowed, lifting a fist.“Stop,” he whispered.Oragon immediately moved in front of us, hand resting on the hilt of his sword. Gabriel’s magic flared faintly, threads of light weaving around Fenrir to steady his core.“What is it?” I asked quietly.Winter crouched and pressed his fingers into the soil. His face darkened. “Tracks. Not beasts.”My stomach tightened. “Hunters?”“Yes,” Oragon said grimly. “And they’re not hiding it.”As if summoned by his words, a sharp sound cut through the air.A horn.Low. Hollow. It echoed once, then

Beneath The Skin

The ravine smelled like damp stone and old moss.Water dripped somewhere deep in the dark. I lay against the cold rock wall, wrapped in my cloak and half of Fenrir’s torn one, my body trembling despite the warmth Oragon tried to maintain with magic.Pain was still there. Though it was not as painful as before.Fenrir sat beside me, back against the stone, knees drawn up. He hadn’t let go of my hand since we stopped moving. Every time my breathing faltered, his grip tightened slightly, grounding me.No one spoke for a long time until Winter finally broke the silence. “I hate elven forests.”Oragon huffed quietly. “You hate most places that try to kill you.”“Yes,” Winter said. “But these do it with style which is why I hate it the most.”Despite everything, a weak smile tugged at my lips. It faded quickly when I shifted and pain flared in my side.Fenrir noticed instantly. “Don’t move.”“I barely did,” I muttered.“That counts,” he replied, voice low and tight.Gabriel knelt in front o

The Thing That Followed

We didn’t stop running until the forest thinned and the ground turned uneven beneath our feet.Roots clawed at my boots. Branches scraped my arms. My lungs burned, and every breath felt too loud in the quiet night. Fenrir stayed half a step ahead of me, always close enough that I could feel his presence like a shield. Whenever I stumbled, his hand would catch my elbow before I could fall.Whatever was watching us hadn’t attacked.That was worse.“Stop,” Gabriel whispered sharply, raising a fist.We froze instantly.The forest around us felt… wrong. Too still. No insects. No birds. Even the wind had gone quiet, as if the world itself was holding its breath.Winter slowly drew his blades. “Tell me I’m imagining that pressure on my spine.”“You’re not,” Oragon replied.My chest tightened. Fenrir leaned closer to me, his voice barely audible. “Do not reach out to it.”“I’m not trying to,” I whispered.But my body betrayed me.A faint warmth bloomed in my chest, spreading outward like rip

Blood On Silver Leaves

Fenrir led us off the narrow trail and deeper into the old growth, where silver-leaf trees grew close together and the ground dipped into natural ravines.This was elven land once. Even now, the forest bent slightly to him, branches parting, roots lifting just enough to guide our steps.“Stay tight,” Gabriel murmured. “If they’re tracking resonance, spreading out will only make us easier to surround.”Winter glanced at me. “No pressure or anything, Mother of Doom.”I managed a weak smile. “You’re very comforting.”Fenrir didn’t smile. His attention was locked forward, senses stretched wide. I could feel his magic brushing against mine, subtle and controlled, like he was anchoring me without making it obvious.The path sloped downward.The air cooled.And then a sickening pain suddenly erupted all over my body.A sharp, slicing pressure hit my skull, like claws scraping the inside of my head. I gasped and staggered.Fenrir caught me instantly. “Selene.”“They’re close,” I whispered. “I

The Weight Of The Crown

We left the waystation at dawn.Fenrir insisted on walking.No matter how many times Winter complained, no matter how Gabriel argued logic, Fenrir refused to be carried or left behind. His wound was sealed now, wrapped in elven binding cloth etched with runes, but I could see the strain in his movements, the way his jaw tightened every time his leg bore too much weight.Still, he walked beside me.Always beside me.The path toward the Elven Capital rose steeply, winding through silverwood forests where the trees hummed faintly with magic. Their leaves shimmered like polished glass, catching the light and scattering it in soft rainbows across the forest floor.This place felt different.Older. Watchful.I could feel eyes on us, not hostile, but wary. Winter noticed it too. “The forest recognizes him,” he muttered. “That’s… not subtle.”Fenrir didn’t respond. His expression was calm, but distant. Like his thoughts were far ahead of his body, already standing in halls he hadn’t walked i

The Trial Of Blood And Truth

The inner spire of the Elven Capital was nothing like I imagined.Every surface glimmered with a faint, almost living light. The walls seemed to breathe, twisting subtly as if the stones themselves were watching. And the air… the air hummed with power, thick and sharp, making my skin tingle.Fenrir walked ahead of me, tall and unyielding, despite the strain from the previous days. His silver hair caught the light in streaks, the glow making him look less like the man I knew and more like a legend come to life. But even his confident stride didn’t hide the tension in his shoulders.“The trial is dangerous,” he said quietly, leaning closer so only I could hear. “It tests more than bloodline. It tests truth, willpower… and intent. One misstep, and it can injure, even kill.”I shivered. “And if you fail?”He gave a small, almost imperceptible sigh. “Then I lose any claim to the Crown. And… the city may no longer follow my word.” His golden eyes softened as he glanced at me. “But if I fail

Enemies In The Halls

What amazed me the most during my stay here is the fact that the capital is always bustling and glimmering even at night.Fenrir and I moved quietly, flanked by Gabriel, Winter, and Oragon, navigating the corridors toward the inner archives.The trial had left Fenrir drained. His golden eyes were sharp, but dark circles underlined them. I matched my pace to his, careful not to let him notice how closely I was watching him, both because of worry and because, in a strange way, I felt like he was mine to protect now.“Are you sure this is safe?” I asked softly, keeping my voice low so only he could hear.Fenrir’s gaze flicked toward me, expression unreadable. “Safe is a word the world no longer knows. But the archives have wards that even spies cannot bypass, unless someone inside helps them.”I shivered. “Someone inside?”He nodded, voice low, almost a whisper. “Caelreth’s reach is long. There may already be someone here. Waiting.”The thought made my stomach twist. Our victory at the t

Betrayal

The inner vaults were meant to be safe.Crystal walls shimmered faintly, containing knowledge older than Fenrir himself. The air was heavy with magic, a stark contrast to the chaos of the outer halls.For a moment, I allowed myself to breathe.But the peace didn’t last long.Gabriel and Oragon were examining the crystal arrays, murmuring softly to each other. Winter paced near the doorway, eyes darting toward the halls beyond. Fenrir stood close to me, his presence a shield.I shivered slightly. “Do you think they’re gone?”Fenrir’s golden eyes scanned the vault, alert, calculating. “Gone? No. Waiting? Possibly. But the vault wards will keep them at bay… for now.”I nodded, though unease pressed at my chest. This wasn’t a moment to relax. Not yet.Gabriel finally spoke. “They weren’t random attacks. Someone inside is coordinating this.”Oragon’s fingers traced the edges of a crystal. “The markings on the ruins weren’t just for tracking—they were messages, instructions. Whoever did thi

Broken Sanctuary

The Elven Capital should have been a sanctuary. Towering spires of silver and crystal stretched into the sky, catching sunlight and scattering it across the city in millions of tiny rainbows. Streets were wide, lined with gardens that seemed to hum with quiet magic. And yet, the city felt… tense. Uneasy. Like everyone knew something dangerous was coming, and none of us had answers or have the capacity to evade the looming danger that is encompassing the city. Fenrir guided us through the outer gates, moving with a grace and authority that drew respect from the guards. I walked beside him, keeping my hand loosely on his arm. “We’ll need to reach the archives immediately,” Fenrir murmured. “Every delay increases the spy’s advantage.” I nodded, trying to appear calm, though unease pressed at my chest. The wounds from the vault attack were still raw, but the book pulsed softly at my side, reassuring in its faint glow. Winter skipped ahead, excited despite the tension. “Look at this

What Lies Beneath The Light

The cell beneath the Capital was eerie in a way that made my skin itch.The spy sat behind a barrier of woven light and silver runes, bound at the wrists and ankles, her movements slowed to a crawl by layered magic. She hadn’t spoken since Fenrir dragged her in nor did she bother to struggle either. That was what unsettled me most.She wasn’t afraid.Fenrir stood just outside the barrier, arms crossed, posture straight and unyielding. He looked every bit the prince now, commanding, composed, dangerous in a quiet way. The guards stationed nearby kept their distance, clearly aware that this was not a normal prisoner we're about to interrogate.Winter hovered near me, unusually subdued. Though I can't say I'm not liking this version of him. Oragon leaned against the stone wall, arms folded, eyes sharp. Gabriel stood opposite Fenrir, expression tight.“She hasn’t resisted,” Gabriel said finally. “That worries me.”Oragon's jaw flexed. “Why do I get the feeling that she wanted to be caug

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