All Chapters of The Bloody Luna: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Consciousness returned slowly, like someone limping back from a distant place. The thick darkness began to crack little by little. First came faint sounds, then the overly familiar scent of antiseptic, followed by a heavy sensation pressing down on his entire body, as though his bones had been replaced with stone.Yoren frowned. His eyelids moved slowly before finally opening. The light from the treatment room hurt his eyes, deepening the crease on his forehead. His thoughts felt tangled until Louise’s voice became the first sound he heard.“Alpha,” she called quickly yet calmly. “Are you awake?”It took Yoren a few seconds to fully process that voice. His throat felt dry. His head felt heavy. His entire body felt as though it had just emerged from a long war. “Yes,” he finally answered, his voice low and hoarse.Yoren’s vision gradually came into focus. He could see Louise standing at the bedside with a medical tablet in hand, Ruth standing nearby with a worried expression on her fac

Yoren did not wait any longer. His decision came without pause or prolonged consideration, as if his body had already chosen the direction before his mind could catch up. He pushed aside the blanket and stepped down from the medical bed.The floor of the treatment room felt cold against his still-weakened feet. Yet he did not stop. He stood.For a split second, Yoren’s balance wavered. His vision blurred briefly. His body tilted slightly forward before—Fabrizio was already at his side. “Alpha!” he called sharply, reaching out quickly. He grasped Yoren’s arm firmly but gently.Yoren froze for a moment. His breath hitched. Then, he slowly pulled his arm away from Fabrizio’s grasp—not roughly, but clearly. He stood up straight, as if forcing his body to obey his will. “We're going to the Aurelion Residence now,” he said flatly.His voice carried no hesitation or room for refusal. His intent was absolute.Fabrizio did not respond immediately. Instead, he stepped back to give Yoren space,

The room fell silent again after Kyla left. The door closed tightly behind her, leaving an endless stillness in its wake.Eirene was alone, lost in her thoughts. She didn’t move immediately after declining Kyla’s offer of a morning snack—she hadn’t really enjoyed breakfast earlier. Her body remained where it was, near the large window with its half-drawn curtains. Several long minutes passed before she finally blinked and moved to sit on the chair.Eirene clasped her hands together in her lap, her fingers unable to stay completely still. A subtle tremor crept into the depths of her chest, not from the cold but from within herself. She felt a restlessness that she couldn't put into words. Her mind hadn’t yet recovered from what had happened at Sabrina’s apartment, and now she was forced to confront something even more perplexing.Eirene lowered her head. Her breath caught for a moment before escaping in a long exhale. “What exactly happened to Alpha?” she murmured softly, almost inaudi

The shopping centre was filled with bright lights reflecting off the glass storefronts. Soft music drifted through the air, blending with the sounds of footsteps and passing conversations.Amidst it all, Daisy walked with hands that were never truly empty. Her steps were light, as if she were floating. She moved from one boutique to another and from one floor to the next without hesitation. She chose dresses, shoes, bags and jewellery quickly, as if buying required neither time nor thought.The boutique attendants welcomed her as the type of customer who asked very few questions. A single glance and touch were enough for an item to be added to her shopping list.One attendant approached her with a professional smile. “Our latest collection is at the back, Miss.”Daisy gave a slight nod. “Show me.”Soon afterwards, she stood before a large mirror wearing a black dress with a simple yet elegant cut. She tilted her head slightly and studied her reflection. A faint smile lifted her lips.

The first thing Yoren noticed when he stepped inside the room was that it wasn’t big. It wasn’t cramped, but it was far from spacious. The plain walls were painted in a soft colour that had begun to fade in several places. The furniture was simple: a bed with a standard wooden frame, a small table beside it, a modest wardrobe and a study desk near the window. Nothing stood out. There was no luxury or distinction; everything looked ordinary.Yoren stood still in the middle of the room for a moment before moving. His gaze slowly swept across every corner, as if he was trying to understand something that couldn’t be explained with words alone.This is where she has been living all this time.This thought came to him suddenly, stirring something in his chest—subtle yet real. His instincts stirred. He took a few steps towards the study desk near the window.Several books were neatly arranged on the desk. There weren't many, but enough to reveal a habit. Some of them looked like they had be