Lahat ng Kabanata ng You rejected your Luna: One Chance is all you Get. : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Anna’s POVI stopped feeling sleepy sometime after midnight and by the time I realized I've been awake for hours, my mind had replayed what happened the night before; the kiss with Matthias. When my lips grazed his, the contact was enough to send a surge of thrill through my entire body, but the way he pulled away so quickly, like a rushing wind through Forest trees created a loud silent sensation I could describe. I laid on my bed, facing the ceiling as I calmly listened the sounds from the distant flying owls and the murmurs from the guards outside. The moonlight also made its way into my room, illuminating some aspects of it. My skin felt too tight. My heartbeat too loud. I couldn’t rest.I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Mattias. The corridor was quiet, stone walls reflecting the pale moonlight, the air sharp and cold. I walked barefoot, listening to the soft pad of my feet. Ava stirred inside, nudging me forward. Go to him, she urged. You deserve to be held.But I pa

Anna’s POVMoonlight shone over the training field, illuminating it like molten silver. I secretly left the manor, careful to stay out of sight, away from guards and watchers. My robe trailed behind. Every breath I took was damp and sharp in my nostrils, like the truth, when you haven’t spoken for too long.Tonight was needed.I’d brushed past Mattias earlier, the weight of the argument between us still thrummed in my chest. He had tried to comfort me earlier but I proved stubborn and it became an argument that didn't end well.Matheó’s words had stung, and Mattias’s fury had reminded me how often I’d been hidden behind walls and protections, like I was fragile beyond repair. But I was not fragile. I refused to be.So here I was, under that pale sky, forcing myself to remember I was still me. Still a tiger, not a lamb.The training field lay empty. Wooden dummies shadowed the ground, swords set aside. My boots, creating a foot puddle in the grass. I exhaled, trying to steady the whir

Anna’s POVMorning came earlier than expected, though I didn’t mind. The sky was still somewhat dark, streaked with pale light like a promise of the day ahead. I woke long before dawn, bones aching from last night’s training. My body felt foreign, stiff in places I did not know could hurt.It wasn’t just the soreness. It was the feeling that something had changed. Mattias’s presence at the edge of the training ring, his tension, his words about killing and possession, they still echoed in my head. I could feel it twisting inside both of us.I stayed in bed a few moments, breathing in the quiet atmosphere, tracing the curves of the room before daylight. Then I slipped out, careful not to wake him. I needed time to think.…I found Yvonne in the moon garden where we often sought calm. The runed stones glowed softly, but maybe it was me who looked too sharp, tense in places I did not wish to be seen so soon into the day.She saw me and opened her arms. I half sank into her embrace before

3rd person's POV.Anna woke to the scent of pine and leather, and something distinctly him. The morning light was soft in the room, teasing dust motes in the air. She stretched, her heart fluttering as she realized she was still wrapped in Mattias’s arms. His back was warm against her, solid and steady. She relaxed for a heartbeat longer before daring to open her eyes.By the time her eyes were fully opened, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching her. She caught him before he could look away. His presence was steady…There was a deep respect in how he regarded her face, in how every part of him appeared to be enthralled by my presence. Watching her wake was like watching dawn break. Every small motion of her shoulders, every blink of surprise... He subconsciously placed it at the back of my mind. He wanted to keep her in his grasp, place her loose hair strands behind her ear and tell her that she should stay with him always. But he didn’t. Instead he rose and let the morning

Mattias’ POVBefore dawn could break through, I was already at the Alpha Hall. There were no sounds—it was too quiet for a place that was supposed to be the center of Black Rock. Beneath my boots I could see the cold stone floor, the fog that had dwelt in the night still latched to the windows portraying what was left of the night.I went to my chair and took a seat, noticing Two reports were already readied down for me to check. One from the north, one from the southern sector. I read them both twice.One of our trackers hadn’t reported back. Last seen near the southern edge of the territory, not far from the old mill path.The other report was stranger. Symbols found near the eastern border. Not ours. Not even old ones from past enemies. Just… something else. Crude. Deliberate. Drawn deep into the dirt like someone wanted us to find them.My fingers brushed the edge of the paper. I didn’t need a council meeting or five elders to tell me what I already knew. Someone was testing the