All Chapters of His Banished Luna Returned With Triplets : Chapter 51 - Chapter 58

Ava’s POVI hunched over the table, hands steady despite my racing heart, handling the Silverbloom flower with the same practiced motions from my old Alchemy lessons, muscle memory kicking in like it never left. The other healers hovered around, eyes wide with curiosity and confusion, tracking every twist and turn I made, not quite grasping how crucial this all was.My inner wolf perked up, catching a subtle scent—a werewolf, fresh in the room, lining up with Zane’s hazy mention of a visitor. My gut screamed Lucy, her icy stare from the gathering flashing back, but I shoved it down, zeroing in on the flower, my fingers shaky.I snuck glances at Zane, his wasted body slumped on the bed, his features so much like Liam’s it stabbed at me—same chiseled jaw, same deep eyes. If Steve was onto something and Lucy had been pulling strings, then Zane and Liam were both targets, just pieces in her twisted play. The idea made my stomach flip, my hands tremble as I ground the petals, Sarah’s death

Ava’s POV“Be careful, Ava,” Steve warned as we approached the gleaming car parked outside.I nodded slowly, my thoughts spinning. “If this does the trick,” I murmured, sliding into the passenger seat, “I’ll be heading back to the human world.”“Your kids,” Steve said, his voice warm and genuine, “they’ll be thrilled to have you home.”“I bet they will,” I whispered, my eyes flicking to the shiny bulk of the car. “Nice ride you’ve got, by the way.”The car’s polished exterior bounced the sunlight back like a mirror, throwing reflections everywhere. Inside, it felt cozy, the leather seats soft and yielding under my touch, the dashboard glowing with a faint blue hue that screamed high-tech.“So why’d I end up on that psycho horse?” I muttered, staring out the window at the scenery whipping by.Steve chuckled, his sharp claws catching the light as he slid them into the ignition and twisted the key, the engine rumbling to life. “For the rush, Ava. It’s how we live, like our kind always ha

Ava’s POV“I’ll see you down there,” Liam said, stepping back and heading off down the corridor, his wide shoulders fading into the shadows of the hall.I stood frozen, my heart slamming against my ribs. A wave of warmth spread through me, the pull of something deep and essential, bigger than myself. For the first time, I let myself admit it: I didn’t want to leave the Oakwood Pack. I didn’t want to leave Liam. I wanted to stay, to blend my life with theirs, with his.I ducked into my room, my steps light and jittery, flicking on the lamp by the table as a soft golden glow filled the space. I hurried to freshen up, dousing my face with water, my thoughts swirling. Guilt chewed at me—why was I feeling like this? Liam, the guy who’d kicked me out of the pack five years back, had somehow clawed his way back into my heart. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I saw a woman caught in a dangerous tug, like some starry-eyed idiot tumbling for her first mate all over again.I grinned at my

Ava’s POV “Good morning, Healer Ava,” a servant greeted, almost bumping into me as I stepped out of my room. He’d been heading right for me when I came out. “You have visitors.” It was early still, the sun just climbing after last night’s late dinner. “Visitors?” I asked, brows shooting up. “I wasn’t expecting company.” The servant didn’t budge, just stood there awaiting orders, his face blank. “Where are they?” I pressed, moving forward. “Are they sick?” “They didn’t look sick to me,” he replied, tilting his head a bit. “I can send them away if you’d like…” “No, don’t,” I interrupted. “Tell them I’ll meet them in the guest chamber shortly.” He gave a formal nod, bowed slightly, and hurried off. I let out a slow sigh, still groggy from the late hour. The packhouse was already alive with prep for the mating ceremony, just two nights away under the ful