All Chapters of The Legendary Luna ( Luna With No wolf): Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Rhydor I really wish Sophia is safe out there…I stood there, speaking softly to the frame before me, my fingers brushing the edge of the worn wood like it could bring you back.“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I’ve been terrible to her. I should have cautioned Evenly more. I should have protected Sophia better.”The silence in the room pressed down on me like a heavy cloak, broken only by the quiet flicker of the candle on the desk.“But I thought… I thought keeping a blind eye would shield her. That staying silent would keep her out of trouble.”I swallowed hard, my voice rough with regret. “I silenced her wolf… just like you told me to. I thought it was the only way.”I closed my eyes, a shaky breath escaping me. “But she’s out there now. And I believe she’s safe. Our little Sophia… she’s grown up. She has a mate already. I can feel it. And I believe he’ll protect her. He’ll find her.”My gaze dropped to the faded photograph of you smiling,forever young, forever gone.“It’s been ages,”

Sophia“Are we there yet?” I asked, gripping Damon’s hand as he guided me gently through the trees.“Just a little more,” he said, his voice warm with excitement. I could tell he was smiling, even though I was still blindfolded.Finally, we stopped.“Tada! We’re here,” he said, removing the blindfold.My eyes widened in awe. “Wow...”Before me was a breathtaking garden, bursting with color,roses, lilies, daisies, and flowers I didn’t even know the names of swayed gently in the breeze.“It’s a garden,” I whispered, bending down to inhale the soft, sweet scent of the blossoms, my fingers brushing over the petals with care.Did you like it? Damon asked with a nervous voice.“Thank you, baby,” I said, turning to wrap my arms around Damon. “I love it.”“When did you set this up?” I asked, still stunned by the beauty.“Since you came to the pack,” he said. “I noticed how you admired and cared for the flowers at the ShadowClaw Pack. So I wanted to give you your own little paradise.”“Oh my G

SophiaIs this not the same book that was in the library?How did it get here?Damon had told me we would talk more about my wolf once he returned from the council meeting. I decided to get dressed while I waited, with the help of one of the palace maids. As she pinned the last strand of my hair, the pin slipped from her fingers and clattered to the floor.“I’ll get it,” I said quickly, bending down.That’s when I saw it.A book,half-hidden beneath the bed.My heart skipped. I reached for it slowly, my fingers brushing the worn leather cover. As I pulled it into the light, my breath caught.The Legendary Luna.The title was carved into the front in elegant, ancient script.“This can’t be…” I whispered. “Isn’t this the same book from the library?”How did it end up here?Just then, Scarlet’s voice echoed in my mind.“There is a lot you need to know,” she said softly.“A lot?” I whispered aloud.“Yes. But step by step, you’ll find out everything.”With trembling hands, I tried to open t

Damon"I’ve found my mate," I announced, my voice cutting through the silence like a blade. "And I’ll be introducing her to all of you soon."A beat passed before Elder Malrik spoke, his deep voice laced with rare approval. "That’s good news, Alpha Damon."Several elders nodded in agreement. But not all. I caught the low hum of murmurs rippling through the rest,discontent brewing like a storm behind restrained lips.My gaze swept across them, sharp and unyielding. "If you have something to say, say it now. Don’t murmur like barbarians."The tension cracked when Elder Garran, Amy’s father, stood up with a rehearsed calmness that grated on my nerves. It was clear he’d been waiting for permission to speak."We can’t just decide she’s fit for the Luna role, Alpha Damon."I straightened, my fists curling at my sides. "What do you mean by that?""Your mate..." he hesitated, but only for effect, "doesn’t seem to have a wolf. We all sensed it. She knows nothing of the Luna role. We can’t have

SophiaI woke up to the soft rays of morning light filtering through the curtains. The room was warm, the scent of him still lingering in the air,cedarwood, musk, and something uniquely Damon.Turning slightly, I saw him lying beside me, still asleep. His face was peaceful, the usual hardness softened in slumber. I smiled and slowly reached out, my fingers brushing against his brow. He looked so cute like this, so unguarded, so real.As I traced the line of his eyebrow, I noticed his lashes flutter slightly. My heart skipped. He was waking up.Panicking, I quickly shut my eyes and tried to steady my breathing, pretending to be asleep. I wasn’t ready to face him just yet not after last night. Not when my heart was still racing with everything I felt.But then his voice came, low and amused.“My love,” he whispered, “I know you’re awake. Stop pretending.”My eyes fluttered open, only to meet his gaze warm, piercing, and far too knowing. I froze, caught in his stare, my cheeks heating in