All Chapters of THE LUNA OF PROPHECY : Chapter 61 - Chapter 63

He tasted like everything I had been trying to forget.Dangerous, and familiar. The moment our lips met, every wall I had built around my heart cracked open. I knew I shouldn’t, Goddess, I knew. He had hurt me more times than I could count, shattered me in ways I was still trying to recover from. But in that instant, none of it mattered. Not the past, not the pain, not even the voice screaming in my head to stop. His hands found my face, then my waist, pulling me closer as if he couldn’t breathe without me. The kiss deepened, desperate and hungry, all the anger and longing melting into one reckless moment. My body responded before my mind could protest. My heart betrayed me, beating fast beneath his touch, as if it still belonged to him. I felt him tremble against me, shaking. His fingers slid to the back of my neck, his thumb brushing my jaw in that way that always made my knees weak. I should have pushed him away. I should have screamed, cursed him, reminded us both of every

That night, I couldn’t sleep.No matter how long I stared at the ceiling, the weight in my chest wouldn’t lift. My body was safe in Xavier’s guest bed, wrapped in warmth, but my soul still felt trapped, tethered to something that hurt every time I breathed.I turned on my side and shut my eyes, willing myself to drift away.And somehow, I did.But it wasn’t a peaceful sleep.The air felt different when I opened my eyes again.I was standing barefoot in a field of silver light, the same field I had seen once before, in a vision of the prophecy. The moon hung low and full, its glow shimmering like liquid. The night was silent, almost reverent. And there he was. Elliot. His eyes found me through the mist, cold, unreadable, beautiful in that distant, painful way he always was. He looked like the Alpha he was born to be: strong, proud, untouchable. I wanted to turn and run, but my feet wouldn’t move. “Why are you here?” I whispered. He tilted his head slightly, that same mocking calm