All Chapters of Luna of the Lost Bloodline: Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

Smoke clung to the ruins of what once was shelter. The night bled red through the haze, and I could still taste ash on my tongue—bitter, hot, metallic. Betrayal burned deeper than any wound. I had trusted the face that turned on me, fought beside them, bled beside them—and now their blade had found my blood.I staggered through the wreckage, every step dragging the weight of exhaustion behind it. My power still flickered under my skin like trapped lightning, unstable and whispering things I didn’t want to hear. The whispers were older than me—older than the moon itself. They spoke of the bloodline, of oaths broken and bonds cursed.Auren’s presence was faint, buried somewhere deep in the noise. I couldn’t tell if it was real or if grief had finally learned to imitate his voice. But the pull toward him hadn’t vanished. It twisted through my veins, defying reason and distance.The forest ahead loomed black against a silver horizon. I stumbled into it, clutching the gash across my ribs.