Lahat ng Kabanata ng Monster Luna Writes Her Own Destiny: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Author POVLyara's body was thrown for the umpteenth time. The cold, rough surface of the ground welcomed her back without mercy. The world around her began to feel distant. The sky above seemed to spin. Her vision blurred, and her heartbeat raced with the sound of blood rushing in her ears.Blood flowed freely from her wounds, soaking the ground beneath her body. Her breath caught, as if her lungs could no longer draw air. Yet one thing still shone through her gloomy gaze, the will not to give up. Though her body begged to stop, her mind refused."Not yet... I'm not done yet," she murmured barely audibly. Her fingers moved slowly, scraping the ground, searching for something to hold onto. Her body trembled as she tried to lift herself up. Her breath was heavy, but her gaze remained unwavering. From a distance, the remaining witches and wizards watched in disbelief. They thought she was already defeated. They thought the battle was over."It's impossible for her to get back up.""

Kaelen Duskfang's POVMy hands gripped the edge of the desk until my knuckles turned white. Documents were piled high in front of me, but none of them caught my attention. My focus was elsewhere. On someone's face. On someone's eyes that I couldn't erase from my memory."Lyara..."I growl softly. I roughly sweep the pile of documents off the desk, sending them scattering across the floor. The papers fly through the air, some floating slowly before landing, as if mocking me.“Damn it! All because of that woman. All because of her, everything’s a mess. Why is she suddenly acting like she doesn’t care? Just a few weeks ago, she was begging for my love.”I stood up from the chair and paced back and forth. The room felt cramped and suffocating, making me want to explode. My heart was racing, but not from anxiety. From anger. From frustration.“Why are they turning away from me?” I muttered softly, more to myself than anyone else.Some pack members had started acting cold. No longer greetin

I woke up with a strange feeling of lightness. The sunlight slipped softly through the cracks in the curtains of my upstairs bedroom, warm but not blinding. The morning breeze carried the scent of dew and fresh leaves from outside the slightly open window. For the first time, I woke up without the heaviness in my body. No pain, no stabbing ache in my face. The mark of the curse was gone completely. I touched my cheek with my own fingers. Just skin, no burning sensation or dark energy hissing. As if the nightmare had truly vanished. "A good morning to start the day."My feet touched the cold floor as I stepped out of bed. My steps were light, as if the weight that had been weighing on my shoulders had suddenly vanished. I took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. Peaceful. It felt a little strange. But I didn’t reject it. The stairs connecting the upper and lower floors creaked softly as I descended the steps. When I reached the lower floor and stepped into the dining room, I

The sun was rising high as I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection. The face that had felt so close to Alpha Aric last night was now neutral again, leaving no trace except for a faint pulse still felt at the tip of my wrist. Father had been busy in his office since morning, and Liora was also busy in the kitchen. I knew this was the right time.I looked at the pile of documents on the table. “Since I’ve finished all of that by sacrificing my sleep, it’s time for me to take action.”It was several hours after breakfast, and the calm had returned. I slipped out of the house quietly. My steps were quick yet cautious as I followed the path leading to the former black witch’s lair that I had previously raided. I hoped the place hadn’t been touched by anyone, including the Silvergrove Pack. “Maybe there’s something I haven’t examined carefully there,” I muttered. “Do you really need to do this? I think it’s better for you to prepare to form your own organization so you c

My gaze remained fixed on the ring in the open black velvet box in his hand. My heart was beating too fast. His voice echoed in my head.Alpha Aric proposed to me?I knew I shouldn't be too surprised. His attitude had been clear all along. All his actions, his gaze, the way he called my name—everything pointed to this. But I still denied it. I thought he was just being polite. I thought he just wanted to help me as an ally. I thought his nature was simply friendly toward colleagues. “Alpha Aric...” My voice was barely audible. His eyes looked at me softly, full of hope. But I couldn’t return that gaze.“I...” My voice trailed off. My tongue was tied. My head was filled with noise. “I don’t know what to say.” He remained kneeling. No anger, no pressure. Only calmness and patience radiated from him. “If you’re not ready to answer now, that’s okay,” he said softly. His voice held no disappointment. There was no pressure. Only such genuine kindness, as if he had prepared himself f