Lahat ng Kabanata ng Runaway Luna Rider: Kabanata 191 - Kabanata 200

Darius’s POV The summit convened at dawn in neutral territory… an old stone hall that had hosted peace treaties and war declarations for centuries.Every major alpha in the region attended. Magnus represented Crimson Howlers. Zeus led Stormclaw’s delegation. Smaller packs sent their leaders or representatives. Even territories that had been neutral for decades showed up, forced into relevance by a threat that didn’t care about political boundaries.Kiera sat beside me at the Blackhowl table, her expression carefully neutral despite the hostile glances from several alphas who clearly viewed her as the source of their problems.Elder Cassia called the meeting to order. “We all received the same message. The Voidborn Collective demands we surrender Guardian Kiera and the artifact within seven days, or face erasure of our territories.”“Then the choice is simple,” Alpha Brennan of the Ironwood pack said immediately. “We give them what they want.”“You want to hand over a Guardian?” Magnu

Kiera’s POV The war room became our home for the next two days.Maps covered every surface, territories marked with positions and escape routes. Darius talked with alphas across the region, his alpha authority binding the coalition together through sheer force of will.“Crimson Howlers will hold the eastern territories,” Magnus reported, pointing at the map. “I’ve got three hundred warriors positioned here, here, and here. If the Voidborns in our sector, we’ll engage and try to hold them long enough”“Stormclaw takes the north,” Zeus added. “We’re smaller but faster. If we can’t fight them directly, we’ll evacuate civilians and regroup.”“Blackhowl anchors the center.” Darius marked our territory. “We’re the likely primary target since Kiera’s here. We need to be ready for the heaviest attack”“And the smaller packs?” Elder Cassia asked.“Supporting roles. They will help in escape support, supply lines, medical stations.” Thomas had those logistics mapped out. “If we lose territory,

Kiera’s POV The Void wasn’t darkness. I existed in a non-place where the concept of existence itself felt negotiable. My body… did I still have a body?… flickered like a bad signal, threatening to dissolve into the nothing surrounding me. The artifact burned. Not with heat, but with desperate insistence. It created a bubble of reality around what remained of my consciousness, forcing the Void to acknowledge that I was something rather than nothing. But that acknowledgment was fragile. The Void pressed against the artifact’s protection from all sides… not attacking, just being what it was. And what it was wanted everything to unmake. I tried to move forward but direction had no meaning here. Up, down, left, right… all irrelevant concepts in space that didn’t follow normal rules. The artifact provided the only navigation, pulling me toward something it recognized as significant. Toward the Prime. As I traveled through impossible non-distance, I started to see things. Not with ey

Sarah’s POV The first thing I felt was pain.Not the sharp, immediate kind that makes you gasp. This was deeper. Like my entire body had been hollowed out and filled with lead. I tried to move my fingers and it took forever… seconds that felt like hours… before they twitched.My eyelids were so heavy. When I finally forced them open, the fluorescent lights stabbed into my brain. I squeezed them shut again, groaning.That’s when the chaos started.Footsteps pounded toward me. Multiple voices overlapped, sharp and frantic.“She’s awake!”“Get the doctor… now!”“Sarah, can you hear me?”I wanted to tell them to shut up. My throat was too dry, and tight. When I tried to speak, only a croak came out. Someone shoved a straw between my lips and I drank greedily, the water almost painful as it slid down.Slowly, the world came into focus. White ceiling. Beeping machines. The antiseptic smell. I was in a hospital bed, wires attached to my chest, an IV in my arm.“What…” My voice sounded like

Darius’s POV I’d run these trails a thousand times in my life. Knew every tree, stream, and hidden path. But now, searching for my daughter, the territory felt foreign. Like it was deliberately hiding her from me.“Alpha, tracks here,” one of the scouts called from my left. “Recent, human barefoot.”I jogged over, my wolf straining to break free and just run, search everywhere at once. But I needed to stay controlled.The footprints were small, definitely female. Leading toward the old storage sheds we’d abandoned years ago.“Sweep the area,” I ordered. “Move quiet. If Sarah’s there, we don’t want to spook her into doing something stupid.”The team fanned out. I moved toward the sheds with Thomas at my side, every nerve on edge. Behind us, Laura shuffled forward in her shackles, two guards flanking her.“This was one of her spots,” Laura said quietly. “When she and Lucien were meeting secretly. She felt safe here.”We reached the first shed. Door hanging off its hinges. Inside: nothi