All Chapters of The Legendary Luna ( Luna With No wolf): Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

SophiaThe day had been perfect. Damon and I were growing closer with each passing moment, and I couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across my face. We had spent the morning enjoying each other’s company, and now we were preparing for a more official occasion.We had just gotten dressed and were headed to greet my father, who had come to visit us at Damon’s pack. Damon’s arm was firmly linked with mine, and I felt a sense of security just from being near him."Good evening, Father," I greeted as we entered the room where my father waited.He looked up, a smile softening his usually serious expression. "Ah, Sophia, you’re here. I’ve been waiting for you and Damon to arrive. Come in, both of you."I gave Damon a glance, my cheeks heating as I recalled the moments we had shared earlier. "Sorry we’re late," I said, a blush creeping up my neck. "We got... caught up with something."Damon smiled, a knowing look flashing in his eyes, but he said nothing as he nodded in greeting to my fat

Sophia The next morning came quickly, and as the first rays of sunlight pierced through the thick curtains, I found myself standing outside in the cool morning air, the weight of the challenge ahead pressing down on me. Damon stood by my side, his presence a solid anchor as he gave me a reassuring smile.“Let’s start slow,” he said, his tone soft yet firm, as if understanding the uncertainty that still lingered in me. “We’ll build a foundation, step by step. The most important thing right now is to connect with your wolf. Trust her.”I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. The thought of calling on a wolf I had never fully embraced, a part of me that I had kept hidden for so long, was daunting. But this was my destiny, and I couldn’t keep avoiding it.“I’m ready,” I said, my voice firmer now. The words felt like an affirmation, a promise to myself that I would face this head-on.Damon’s eyes softened as he studied me. “Good. Now, close your eyes. Focus on your breathing. Le

Sophia's POV"You’re growing so fast,” I whispered, crouching beside the small flower bed tucked against the east wall of the palace courtyard.I reached down, brushing my fingers gently over the vibrant petals of the rose. Just days ago, it had been nothing more than a tight bud struggling against the cold spring wind. Now, it stood tall, bold in its bloom, defiant and beautiful. A smile curved on my lips as I caressed its delicate edges.The garden was my little secret haven,hidden behind tall hedges and surrounded by climbing vines that shielded me from the world. From the titles. From the questions. From the fear. Here, I could just be.The scent of damp earth and sun-kissed leaves calmed the storm inside me. I reached forward, fingers sinking into the soil as I began clearing the weeds crowding around the rose’s roots.Just then, I heard steady footsteps approaching from behind."Need help, trouble?" Damon’s voice was teasing, but softer than usual,gentle.I glanced up to see hi

SOPHIA'S POV"I've checked Alpha Damon's vitals. He's stable now. Thank the Moon Goddess he has Alpha blood,he would've been dead by now."The pack doctor’s voice was calm, but the weight of her words made my heart clench."I’ve removed the silver bullet, but it’s left to the Alpha to wake up now. Let’s keep watch.""Thank you," I whispered, my voice barely audible as I forced the lump in my throat down. I was holding myself together by a thread.She gave a nod and stepped away, allowing me the space I desperately needed.I moved to Damon’s side. He looked pale, too still, the strong presence I’d grown used to suddenly fragile and silent. Machines beeped softly in the background, a cruel reminder of how close I’d come to losing him.I reached out and gently took his hand in mine. It was warm, but not as firm as usual. My fingers trembled as I brought it to my lips, brushing a soft kiss against his knuckles."Please wake up, baby," I whispered, my voice cracking with emotion. "I’m righ

SophiaThey allowed me no time to rest.As soon as the bruises on my ribs were wrapped and the blood wiped from my skin, I was led through the marble corridors of the council hall,a cold, echoing place where every word could sound like a sentence.I stepped into the chamber, and the heavy doors slammed shut behind me.The elders sat in a crescent formation, high on their thrones of dark stone. Elder Garran was at the center, flanked by Elder Rennna and Elder Malrik.Their expressions were carved from ice.A single chair waited for me in the middle of the room. No table. No counsel. Just me,bare, bruised, and alone under their judgment.“This is the Trial of Wisdom,” Garran intoned. “A Luna must lead not just with strength, but with intelligence, insight, and the ability to make impossible choices.”Malrik leaned forward. “We will ask three questions. Your answers will determine your worth.”I sat slowly, folding my hands in my lap to still their shaking. My voice might not carry the we