All Chapters of THE BURNT FACE LUNA: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

TORMUND'S POVThe place was quiet. The birds weren't chirping, nor were the owls hooting, and the wind was almost nonexistent. You could feel it in your bones that something evil was coming. The air tasted metallic, and even the usual noises that made the forest feel alive had been sucked out of the night like someone had turned a key and shut the world off."Alpha, it's almost time," Jason said."Cyrus has just attacked the small town of Moonshire, which is only a couple hours away," Leroy added, and the words landed like a stone in my gut."Okay," I hissed, and my jaw clenched. "We need to get our people in the bunkers now." I forced myself to breathe, to think, and then I asked, "And the Lycan army?""They're here, Alpha," Jason answered, but then he trailed off as if he didn't want to say more."Is there something else I should know?" I prompted."They're kinda weird," Jason said finally, and the concern in his tone made my skin prickle."How so?" I demanded, pacing the edge of th

KYLA'S POV It had been two long hours since Tormund gave me the Wolf Mother’s Bone and left to attend to some important errand. The house had gone eerily quiet after he was gone, the silence pressing down on me until it felt like I couldn't breathe. My thoughts wouldn't stop racing. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw flashes of what might happen, the blood, the smoke, the screaming wolves, not to mention Tormund's lifeless eyes staring up at the moon. I shook my head violently and forced myself to focus on something, anything else that would get those horrible images out of my mind. I looked around my room, trying to decide if there was anything worth hiding or protecting, but the only things I cared about were my unborn pup and my husband. I knew I had promised Tormund that I'd head to the bunkers, but how could I sit in safety while he was out there? I needed to know he was alive. I needed to see him, just for a moment. I grabbed a black cloak from the wardrobe and threw

THIRD-PERSON POV 'That was a very unwise thing to do,' Lowell's beast growled in his mind, its tone sharp and reproachful. 'You went off course to escort that foolish Luna back to safety. What was she even thinking going out alone in the woods at a time like this? And pregnant at that.' 'She is interesting, I give her that.' 'She's just another pretty princess who's probably a mean girl to the omegas in her pack. I doubt she's anything special.' 'Do not play coy with me, Atlas. I know you felt it too,' Lowell shot back, his mindlink tense. 'I'm sorry, but I have no idea what you are talking about. We have a war to win, and we don't have time to be worried about mate bonds right now.' 'Ha,' Lowell let out, a low, dangerous chuckle. 'So you felt it too. I thought I had imagined it.' 'Let's just get back in position,' Atlas grunted, unwilling to argue further. Meanwhile, on the other side of the forest, the first wave of Cyrus's rogues had already begun their assault on t

KYLA'S POV It had been hours since the battle ended, and I was lying in the private quarters of the bunker, staring up at the dim lights above me. I knew I should have been worried about Tormund, but strangely, I wasn't. Somewhere deep inside, I could feel he was alive, that he was all right and that thought was enough to keep my heart steady. Still, I couldn't sleep. Every breath I took was laced with anxious excitement. I just wanted to see him again. 'You felt that earlier, didn't you?' Gemma cut through my thoughts. 'Felt what?' I asked, though I already knew what she was referring to. 'The tingles when that Lycan from earlier touched you.' 'I—I... Gemma, you must have been imagining things. I felt nothing.' 'Come on, don't lie to me. We never felt sparks like that with—' "TORMUND!" I gasped aloud, cutting her off as the door to the bunker creaked open. My heart leaped. There he was, my husband, shirtless, bruised, and covered in blood, his hair a tangled mess and h

KYLA'S POV I couldn't believe this woman was standing here and lying on me like this, and the sting of her words made my heart burn, but I kept my eyes on Tormund and opened my mouth to beg him to believe me. I began, "Tormund, please—" but his face was a mask of fury and betrayal, and the way he looked at me made me clamp my mouth shut. "I can't believe how vindictive you are," he said coldly. "I knew you were a witch from the beginning. I knew you were evil, but for the past few months I began to buy into your innocent act. I thought I had you all wrong, and I was foolish enough to fall for you when you did all of this so you could be mated to me. Did you cast a spell so that the tree fell on me and crippled me too?" He spat the words like they were poison. "No, Tormund! Please, just listen to me," I cried, my hands trembling. "Shut up!" he snapped. "And last night I was thanking you for healing me when that was your plan all along." "She healed you? How?" Vivica asked, eye