All Chapters of Claiming his Runaway Luna: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The Edge of MidnightElara stopped moving. "That altar is""Part of your bloodline," Serena said with a frown. "Damien picked it for a reason."The earth shook beneath our feet. At first, I believed it was because I was sick, but then a scout came into the tent and gasped."Sir, Damien has already begun!""I can't believe that," I said angrily. "The eclipse hasn't""Look," the scout replied, pointing outdoors.We ran outside.The moon hung too low over the horizon, and shadows twisted around it like black smoke. And the mountain where the Blood Altar stood, far away in the horizon, was shining. Not simply glowing; it was pulsating like a heart.Elara took my arm. "He's making the eclipse happen early.""How?" Serena said in a whisper.Elara murmured, "My blood," in a voice full of fear. "He's using Aaron to get me there... to finish what he started years ago."I looked at her, my thoughts already racing with the only way out. "Then we finish this." "Tonight."She looked into my eyes.

The Fracture Point"You’re hiding something from me, Elara." My voice was like a blade cutting through the silence. She stopped in the middle of her step, her back to me, and her shoulders tensed up as if she were ready to hit something. It was already too late if Damien could attack in the council room. Elara asked Lucian, "What if Damien is already here?" the sound of her voice shaking. "That strike came from inside this room." My voice was like a blade through the noise. The air was filled with fear, and each beating was loud like a war drum. The council room was a mess. Accusations were thrown like knives as voices fought over each other. "They killed him before he could talk!" Elder Rowan hit the table hard with his fist. Someone else growled and looked around quickly. "Nosomeone in here killed him." The roar of Lucian's voice was heard by everyone. "Enough!" After that, there was a heavy silence, but my feelings were shouting. A soft hum of magic touched my skin like

The Other Master"They’ve come early." Lucian's voice was a low growl, and he looked straight ahead to the black horizon. "Time is up." Before I could even answer, the ground shook under my feet. A deep, rolling quake that made it sound like the earth was shaking with fear. I could see it from the castle walls: a wave of shades that covered the valley. Damien's army. Not soon enough. Too soon by days. "Archers!" The cold air was filled with the sound of Lucian's orders, like a war drum. "Positions right now!" My voice was rough, and my heart was racing as I said, "They shouldn't be here yet." "We were meant to have" "Three more days," he said, his jaw tight. "Either our scouts were wrong... or Damien wants to break us before we're ready. In the darkness below, the first wave of fighters with burning eyes and beasts made of smoke and bone could be seen. The sky above them was as thick with black magic as storm clouds. I held on to the handle of my sword. "These people want to sca

The Claim"She belongs to the Hollow King," Damien said, and his voice was so clear it cut through the chaos and smoke. "She should be his heir." "Elara!" Come with me” She let out a gasp and fell to her knees, scratching the stone floor with her nails. The shaking from the roof made the rumble stronger. Then she whispered something in a voice that wasn't her own that made my blood freeze. "He's... waking up." The marks' light swelled and filled the room with light. It was so thick that I could barely see her face, and the heat burned my skin when I reached out to touch her. Her scream cut through the air, and then there was nothing. When I held her, her body went limp. When I looked up at Damien, I saw fear in his eyes for the first time since I knew him. "Little ember, you carry my blood..." "Yet you dare to cross me?" The voice was all over me in my head, under my skin, and in my lungs like smoke. I opened my eyes and saw that I wasn't where I thought I was. The air

Into the Depths"Elara, come with me," he told her, stepping over the others. I went out with him on a cold night. There was a lot going on in the war camp. Soldiers were putting on armor, scouts were running back and forth between tents, and the clang of weapons could be heard in the dark. "You heard the scout," Lucian told him. "He's moving quickly." There are already cave-ins behind him near the southern ridge. That means" I finished by saying, "He doesn't want to be followed." Lucian gave a nod and walked toward the ridge. "We’re following anyway." The doorway was just big enough for two people to stand next to each other. I first smelled something foul that was almost sweet. It made my stomach turn. It smelled like old blood, damp stone, and something else. Lucian whispered, "Stay close," as we went down. His hand briefly touched mine, and I didn't know how much I needed that touch to ground me. I said in a whisper, "I'm not scared." "I understand. But I am." I saw fear i