All Chapters of Runaway Luna Rider: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Kiera’s POV The field went unnaturally quiet after Zeus ripped out the man’s heart.I couldn’t move, speak, or do anything but stand there as the blood scent overwhelmed every sense I had. It was thick and metallic, coating the back of my throat until I wanted to gag. My hands were shaking at my sides, and I clenched them into fists to make it stop.My wolf was frantic inside me. She was snarling, recoiling, screaming that this place was wrong. That we needed to run, and staying here would destroy us.But I couldn’t run. I was trapped on this platform, frozen in place by the horror of what I’d just witnessed.Zeus turned to look at me deliberately. He knew exactly what he’d done. Knew exactly how I’d react. This wasn’t an accident or a momentary loss of control. This was calculated.He didn’t wipe the blood off immediately. It dripped from his clawed hand, dark and viscous in the harsh light from the motorcycles. He watched me while the silence stretched, testing me.“What did you t

Darius’s POV I ran through the corridors, panic overriding every bit of alpha control I’d ever learned. My wolf was frantic inside me, searching and sensing for any sign of danger, any hint that something was wrong.Guards stiffened as I passed, their backs pressing against the walls. No one dared stop me. No one even tried to ask what was happening.My mind spiraled through worst case scenarios. Eli hurt, or taken again. Eli bleeding somewhere while I’d been wasting time at a stupid party, dealing with pack politics and celebrations that meant nothing.I reached Eli’s door and my hand hesitated before opening it.Fear coiled tight in my chest, squeezing until I couldn’t breathe properly. What if I opened this door and found an empty bed? What if whoever sent those bloody clothes had already taken him?I forced myself to breathe once. Just once. Then I pushed the door open.Eli was asleep in bed. Peaceful and completely unharmed.The soft breathing of a little boy sleeping filled the

Darius’s POV After hearing Eli say that the scarred person might be his uncle, Thomas and I shared a tense stare across the room. The weight of that single word hung between us like a threat we couldn’t quite name.Uncle.We both moved at the same time, carefully lifting Eli from the bed. He mumbled sleepily but didn’t wake as we carried him to my own chamber. The walk there felt longer than it should have, each step measured and quiet.Thomas tucked him in while I stood by the window, my mind already racing through possibilities I didn’t want to consider. The bedsheet rustled softly as Thomas made sure Eli was comfortable and secure.When he was satisfied that the boy was settled, Thomas followed me into the adjoining office. I sat behind my desk, the familiar weight of the chair doing nothing to ground me.I thought deeply about who it might be. The scars were an indication of identity, something concrete to work with. But I really couldn’t remember anyone with the kind of scars El

Kiera’s POV Night settled over the pack grounds quietly. The buildings were dark, and most of the guards were asleep. The patrols had thinned after midnight, just as I’d expected. I stayed hidden near the edge of the door watching and listening. No one suspected I was here. No one knew who I was or where I came from.This was the second trial. I had to find the artifact and leave without being caught by that demon called Zeus.I moved carefully, keeping to the shadows. My wolf stayed close to the surface, alert and ready, but I didn’t shift. I needed control, not strength. I passed two guards slumped near a fire pit, both fast asleep. Their weapons rested against the wall, untouched.I crossed the courtyard and reached the main hall. The doors were locked, but old locks were easy to deal with. I forced it open just enough to slip inside.The hall was empty. I scanned the room quickly. Shelves lined the walls, filled with old items. Trophies from races. Plaques with names I didn’t rec

Kiera’s POV I left the witch with her words echoing in my head. “It’s in Zeus’s room.”My wolf was restless but forced into submission. This was no longer about survival. It was retrieval, Pure and simple. Get the artifact, complete the trial, get back to Eli.I decided tonight was the only chance.I waited until the pack settled. The music that had been playing earlier faded into silence. Guards rotated their shifts, their voices carrying through the corridors as they changed positions. The compound quieted, settling into the stillness that came with deep night.I heard passing guards talking as they walked by my hiding spot.“Alpha slept earlier than usual,” one said.“All that hectic work,” the other replied. “Can’t blame him.”Their footsteps faded down the hallway.As soon as they passed, I moved through the shadowed corridors. I used everything I had, scent, sound, memory. Every skill I’d learned during my years with the Steel Vultures came flooding back. How to move without be