All Chapters of His Banished Luna Returned With Triplets : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Ava’s POV“This spot’s perfect for hitching the horses,” Steve murmured as we hit the border of the pack lands, the forest looming ahead like some starving, shadowy monster. We secured our mounts to a twisted, sturdy oak, their hooves pawing at the soil, letting out soft snorts while we tightened the ropes to make sure they wouldn’t bolt.My chest ached, raw from Liam’s hidden truths, his confessions stirring up those scorching memories of us locked together, fierce and unrelenting, his hands pressing down on my shoulders until I shattered beneath him, only for it all to crumble thanks to Lucy’s vicious fabrications—labeling me a whore for allegedly banging Steve right out in the open.“This lines up with what we’ve heard,” I muttered, peering into the woods, my sight catching on warped tree trunks and thick underbrush as we veered off the main path and plunged into the greenery.The treetops formed a dense roof overhead, choking out the sunlight and throwing intricate patterns of sha

Ava’s POV“Steve!” I yelled, my throat raw and dry, as I tore through the woods away from those rogues, their grotesque forms swarming him like scavengers on a kill. There was no chance I’d let anyone go down on this trip, not Steve, not after everything we’d been through—Liam’s revelations, those vivid flashes of his hands all over me, us going at it fierce and urgent, his rumbles right in my ear, all tainted now by Lucy’s bullshit stories of me banging Steve smack in the middle of everything to tear me apart.Steve’s strength was fading fast, trapped beneath the rogues, their talons poised to end him. His fighters were just starting to stir, still groggy from that dark energy blast, leaving me as his only shot. My claws extended, keen and ready, and I hurled myself at the one about to strike the fatal blow, my pulse racing wild, anger and terror surging through my veins.The creature didn’t spot me coming, staggering as I crashed into it, my slashes carving deep into its torso, draw

Ava’s POVWe delved farther into the gorge, the crunch of our boots against the sharp stones bouncing off the sheer cliffs like a bunch of eerie murmurs. The buzz from spotting the Silverbloom had faded fast, swapped out for this wild urge to bolt from this damned woods. My chest throbbed, my thoughts drifting back to Liam’s rough palms, squeezing, taking me hard until I was breathless, that recollection now twisted by Lucy’s vicious rumors of me screwing Steve right there on the street, her venom choking out my whole world.“Oh, Rhea,” I gasped, fighting for a deep pull of the damp chill, icing up my insides, the haze twisting dense all around, wiping out the view.“It’s gonna pay off, Ava,” Sarah huffed close to my ear, her tone gentle, aiming to boost me. “We’ll wrap this up quick, swear.” Nice try with the encouragement, but it fell flat. I needed out—out of the Oakwood Pack, away from its web of lies and backstabbing.We froze in place, stares glued ahead, breaths caught. “What t

Ava’s POV“We’ve got to get back to the pack. No point running after ghosts,” Steve growled, his voice rough as he sheathed his claws, striding toward the horses, his eyes scanning the trees for threats. My heart was still hammering from Sarah’s loss, her screams echoing in my skull, layered with flashes of Liam’s hands, ravenous and calloused, taking me hard and raw, now soured by Lucy’s lies about me banging Steve in the open to crush me.Steve reached his horse, checking both sides, his movements quick and guarded, before swinging into the saddle. We rode fast, spurring our mounts down the path home, their hooves pounding a steady beat against the dirt. Steve took the lead, his shoulders rigid, and we followed, the rhythm of the ride pushing us forward, the forest whipping by in a blur.Silence settled over us again, thick and heavy, Sarah’s death and that strange car haunting our minds. Nobody wanted to speak, each of us lost in our own heads, grappling with the weight of it all.

Ava’s POV“Liam…” I sucked in a sharp breath, eyes bulging, backing up a step, my words barely a murmur, heart slamming against my ribs. “I can’t do this.” The words came out bitter, loaded with edge, tumbling like some raw admission, my chest squeezing tight with dread and grief, Sarah’s death still ripping me apart, tangled up with flashes of Liam taking me rough and savage, his hands branding me, now poisoned by Lucy’s bullshit claims that I hooked up with Steve to wreck my world.The pack drew in a collective gasp, some balling their fists in surprise, whispers buzzing like angry hornets. What gave me the guts to reject the Oakwood Pack’s Alpha? Some had pegged me as his first mate, the one he’d dumped, so was I flipping the script now? It was almost laughable, their gawking stares judging me hard, but screw them. Maybe it was Lucy’s icy glare, maybe something deeper, but I couldn’t see myself locked to him forever, not with my kids—Rhea, Jace, Niko—waiting back in the human world