Lahat ng Kabanata ng You rejected your Luna: One Chance is all you Get. : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Anna's POV The sky looked unsure of itself when I woke up.Not quite cloudy, not quite clear. Just a dull gray hanging over the horizon like a held breath.I reached to the side out of habit. Cold sheets. No Mattias.The imprint of his body was had faded. When I sat up it felt as if I was choking on air. The room's quiet wasn't of peace, but a silent reminder of an unfinished business. Something important. My feet found the floor. I didn’t rush to dress or tidy the bed. I just walked to the window.Down below, Mattias was already out in the courtyard. Not alone.He stood beside Callista, around them were a few of the elders, carrying expression that indicated the slightest irritation would pissed them off.Mattias’s stance was formal— arms behind his back, broad shoulders squared—but the demeanor that came with wasn't Less patience. Less calm.I didn't keep track of the time I stood there, or what I expected.But then one of the elders raised his hand and spoke loud enough that I

Anna’s POVWhen I woke up I hadn't even opened my eyes when my hand moved to my back, checking to see if Mattias was there as it should be. But, as usual, he wasn't. I should have learnt already by now, but there was always this little blob of hope in me that… One day, when I least expected, Mattias would be by my side as it has always been.With a heavy sigh, I sat up, my eyes still groggy, my head light.After a few minutes—My body still recovering from the events a few days back, I got up from bed and walked to the window, hoping I'd catch him outside doing something important enough that made him sacrifice sleep.There he was.In the court yard below, surrounded by a small group of elders. I remained observant but even then I couldn't read his expression. Beside him, unmistakably, was Callista. I could hear the faint sound waves of her laugh as the air carried to me—it sounded fake and forced. But sure enough Mattia's expression didn't change—Still unreadable. I didn't understan

Gunner’s POVThe ride back to Dark Claw Pack had been long, but my body still hummed with adrenaline.Finally facing Richard, my veins burned. I made sure the warnings I left him with here as solid as iron. The words repeating theirselves in my mind, almost like a cut and replay.When my gaze settled on the estate, I felt a new emotion. Relief? Maybe. But it was quickly swallowed by exhaustion. I was tired—bone tired—but I wasn’t done.Before I even crossed the threshold, Laura was there. Like a storm ready to break.“Where the hell have you been, Gunner? You’ve been gone for days. The pack’s falling apart, and you just vanish?” she asked, coming with an inferno of fury and accusation laces with bitterness. I didn’t respond. Not at first. I entered the house, readied a glass of whiskey and made it disappear with a single gulp. The burn wasn't strange. And yet, I felt like I needed more, maybe an entire barrel… Something to make me feel better, anything.She followed, hot on my heels

Callista’s POVI didnt know what today held. But the arrival of an invitation. The invitation—arrived in a pure white envelope with a thick card stock material and a seal made of gold wax.A Luna Circle gathering.Not just any gathering, either. This one was marked with the emblem used for exclusive events. Ones they didn’t broadcast. The kind where decisions were made behind silk curtains and champagne flutes.The invite was handwritten.To: Callista Arden.From: Luna Circle.Just like that. No titles. No fluff. Just my name—like they already assumed I belonged there.Of course, I accepted.They said dress code was “elegant confidence.” That the only instruction I needed. I selected sapphire dress that glittered with every of my movements.I made my hair into curls and little make up—A touch of silver at my eye corner. Just enough to make them pop when the light hit. The heels were tall, the perfume light and haunting. I looked in the mirror and didn’t just feel ready.I felt inevit

Callista’s POVI didn’t go home right after the hangout.I couldn’t.Not with how everything had unfolded in front of everyone.Mattias had walked in like a scene from some dramatic novel—stoic, silent, eyes burning with purpose. And none of that purpose had been me.I’d been sitting right there. Dressed like someone worth looking at. Speaking like someone who had something to say. Laughing like someone who still had control of the room.But he didn’t even glance in my direction. Not once.Instead, his gaze had sliced through the tension, found Anna like she was the only one in the world, and just like that… she became the only one.And I?I became a footnote.The kind people only mention when they’re trying not to laugh too hard.I stayed a few minutes after they left. Just long enough to pretend I didn’t care. Just long enough for the weight of their stares to start sinking into my skin like thorns.Then the whispers started.“She really thought he’d come back to her…”“I almost fee