All Chapters of You rejected your Luna: One Chance is all you Get. : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Yvonne’s POVThe tray was heavier than I expected.Balancing it carefully in my hands, I walked slowly down the dim corridor, the faint torchlight flickering against the stone walls. The air was damp, heavy with the scent of rust and something sour—like iron left too long in the rain. It clung to my clothes, to my skin, and I found myself wishing, not for the first time, that I hadn’t agreed to come here.But then again, how could I not?Mattias had been reduced to scraps, treated like less than a prisoner, and it burned inside me every time I thought of it. So I did what I could, what I knew best—I cooked. It was the one skill I could wield like a shield, something no warrior could sneer at. Food softened suspicion, lowered defenses, made people remember their own hunger before questioning mine.The guards at the entrance had given me a hard time, but a well-placed smile and the aroma of roasted meat had tilted the balance in my favor. Wolves were predictable in that way. No matter h

Anna’s POVThe scent of medicine still lingered faintly in my nose as I sat there, cradling my baby tightly against my chest. Even though the nurse had just smiled and reassured me that I was well enough to be discharged, I couldn’t let my body relax. My arms held him close, my chin resting lightly against the crown of his head. I wasn’t letting go. Not now, not ever.He slept peacefully, unaware of the storm that had carried him into this world and the whirlpool of uncertainty waiting outside these walls. His tiny breaths fanned against my collarbone, soft and rhythmic, like a melody I never wanted to stop hearing.A sigh escaped me. “We’re really leaving…” I whispered under my breath, my words barely reaching even my own ears.The room around me had been stripped of warmth the moment I knew this would be my last day here. The white walls seemed colder, the bed stiffer, the light from the window dimmer than usual. It wasn’t just the hospital I was leaving behind—it was everything. Ev

Richard’s POVIt wasn’t the walls that made me feel trapped.It was the eyes.Everywhere I turned inside that mansion, I felt them—wolves staring as though I didn’t belong, as though the very floor beneath my feet should spit me out for daring to tread where they walked. Their gazes were sharp, cutting, not in words but in the silence that weighed heavier than steel chains.Selena was the only one who walked among them as if she owned the place. She carried herself with the ease of someone born to their approval. Heads turned for her, lips bent into welcoming smiles, voices softened whenever her name was mentioned. The difference between how they looked at her and how they looked at me carved a question into my chest that I couldn’t silence.What was wrong with me?Why did I stand out here like a stain on silk?Selena had brought me, had assured me it was fine, that no one would question my presence. And yet, every passing glance said otherwise.I stood at her side, silent, waiting. W

Gunner’s POVI came back furious.No, furious was an understatement. I came back like a storm that didn’t know where to rain and where to strike lightning, carrying all the anger, shame, and frustration I couldn’t shed off at the docks. My men had looked at me, waiting for orders, expecting me to say something… anything. But what was there left to say? Jason was gone. Anna was gone. And all that was left was the taste of defeat that burned my throat like fire.The gates of the mansion opened for me, but even the guards on both sides stepped back when they caught sight of my eyes. I knew what they saw—feral, unrestrained rage. I ignored them. I ignored everything and everyone as I stormed through the corridors. I could hear whispers, I could hear them calling after me, but not a single word broke through the wall I had built around myself.When I entered my study, the door slammed behind me with a force that rattled the frame. The silence in that room lasted only a second before I dest

Richard’s POVI froze in my steps the moment my gaze fixed on the man before us.My chest rose and fell heavily as recognition dawned, striking like lightning through my veins. The sharp jawline, the cold yet oddly charming smile tugging at the corner of his lips, and the piercing crimson-like gleam in his eyes — I knew him. My mind screamed his name before my mouth could even open.Redfang… the Redfang Alpha himself.The very leader of the fearsome pack whose name alone echoed across Europe like a curse. The Redfangs weren’t just wolves — they were monsters, ruthless in battle, feared even among the fiercest packs. Countless tales painted them as nightmares wrapped in flesh, the kind of enemies you prayed never to cross paths with.And yet… here he was, standing so casually in the same room as us.For a moment, my breathing stopped, and the thought that clawed into my mind was nothing short of madness: What is the leader of the Redfang doing here? Why is he standing before Selena?My