Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Historical Luna: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Xavier's POV "Space? For how long?" "I don't know. As long as it takes for you to figure out where your priorities lie." I wanted to argue, to fight, to make her see that she was everything to me. But the exhaustion in her eyes, the pain in her voice, stopped me. I'd hurt her. My blindness, my stubbornness, my inability to set proper boundaries with Elizabeth—all of it had hurt the one person I never wanted to harm. "Okay," I said quietly. "I'll give you space. But Thelma, this isn't over. We're not over. I won't let us be." "Then do what needs to be done." She turned back to the window. "Send Elizabeth away. Choose me. Choose us." I left her office feeling like I'd been gutted. My wolf was howling inside me, demanding we stay, demanding we fix this now. But Thelma had asked for space, and I had to respect that. The journey back to the Leon Pack territory felt twice as long. Every step away from Thelma was agony. The mate bond stretched between us, taut and aching. When

Xavier's POV"James!" I roared.He came running. "What is it?""Elizabeth Thornheart. Check if she had any contact with the Silvermoon Pack before she left. Check if she accessed any information about Thelma's schedule or patrol routes."Understanding dawned in his eyes. "You think she's behind this?""Check. Now."While James investigated, I called the western territories pack house. "I need to speak with Elizabeth Thornheart immediately.""I'm sorry, Alpha Leon, but Miss Thornheart never arrived. We waited at the pickup point, but she never showed."My blood ran cold. "What do you mean she never arrived?""The car we sent picked her up from your territory, but she asked the driver to stop about fifty miles out. Said she needed to make a quick detour to visit a sick friend. The driver waited for an hour, but she never came back. We assumed she'd changed her mind about the placement.""Why didn't you inform anyone?""We tried to reach her, but her phone was off. And honestly, it's not

Xavier's POV "What are you saying?" But I already knew. The implications were too horrible to voice. "I'm saying that maybe the fire wasn't an accident," Elder Thomas said carefully. "Maybe your mother staged her death. And maybe your father discovered the truth, so he had to be eliminated too." I felt sick. My legs gave out, and I sank into a chair. "But why? Why would she fake her death? Why would she want to destroy me? I'm her son." "Maybe she doesn't want to destroy you," James said slowly, pulling up another file on his tablet. "Maybe she wants to forge you. Shape you into something she can use. Think about it, if Thelma dies, if Elizabeth is there to comfort you, if you're broken and vulnerable... you'd be easy to manipulate. Easy to control. And with both the Leon and Silvermoon territories under her control through you and Elizabeth..." "She'd have enough power to challenge the Council itself," Elder Thomas finished. "She could reshape the entire pack structure. Install

Xavier's POVI was halfway to the northern mountains, running flat out in wolf form, when something strange happened.A tingling sensation at the base of my skull, right where the mate bond anchored. Then words, faint but distinct, echoing in my mind in Thelma's voice:Feverfew. Milk thistle. Hawthorn.I nearly stumbled. Thelma? Was she conscious? Was she trying to tell me something?The words repeated, growing fainter with each repetition. *Feverfew. Milk thistle. Hawthorn.*They sounded like... ingredients? A recipe?I shifted back to human form and pulled out my phone, calling Elder Thomas. "I need you to check something. Feverfew, milk thistle, and hawthorn. Do those mean anything together?""Those are herbs. Medicinal plants. Why?""I think Thelma is trying to tell me something through the mate bond. Could they be an antidote?"There was a pause, then rapid typing. "Feverfew is used for neurological issues. Milk thistle is a detoxifier. Hawthorn is a cardiovascular support and a

Thelma's POVThe antidote had worked. I could feel my strength returning, my wolf finally able to push back against the poison. But something was wrong.James stood by my bed, smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. And there was something in his hand, hidden behind his back."How are you feeling?" he asked, his voice too casual."Better," I said carefully, not sitting up fully despite wanting to. "Where's Xavier?""He'll be back soon. Had to take care of something urgent." James moved closer. "Thelma, I need to ask you something. Those past lives you have memories of... do you remember anything about a prophecy? Something called the Silver Wolf?"Every instinct I had screamed danger. "Why do you ask?""Just curious. Xavier mentioned you might know things from your past lives. Things that could help us understand what's happening." His hand shifted behind his back. "Did you know that Xavier carries three ancient bloodlines? That he might be something more than just an Alpha?"I