Todos los capítulos de Luna Rising: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

DuncanCost. The word sat heavy between us. When the cost was lives, how could it not?“There will be families there,” Elder Nicholas said. “Children. Young wolves who have never seen open conflict. You are proposing to turn a celebration, an event meant to select leadership, into a battlefield.”“He’s proposing that we choose where the battlefield lands,” I said quietly. Alexis leaned forward. “If we cancel, we scatter our forces. Alphas return to their territo

Lucian‘Gamma Lucian, you asked to be updated about Amelia’s status?’‘Yes, Doc Theo. What have you got for me?’‘We’re ready to discharge her if you know where she’s going. Overall, she’s healing normally. Mentally, I’m recommending daily sessions with the counselor she feels most comfortable with. She’s been…beyond traumatized.’I looked over at my mate as we ate our breakfast. Amelia wasn’t the only one who was traumatized in Silver Rain. ‘I’ll come by myself and take her to her temporary lodgings.’‘Thank you, Gamma Lucian.’I reached over, taking her free hand in mine. “What do you know about the woman who helped us get you out?”“Amelia?” I nodded.“She showed up in the dungeons a couple of weeks before you did. Maybe two? She was sent down to clean them.” Alexis tapped her fingers on the table. “She wasn’t treated well. I don’t know where she came from, if that’s what you’re asking, but they treated her as a maid and fucked her whenever, wherever. Guards would make a game out

DuncanThe moon went dark. Not eclipsed. Not hidden behind clouds. Just gone.One moment it hung silver and full above the tournament grounds, steady and eternal as it had been since the beginning of our kind. The next, it blinked out like a candlewick crushed between fingers.The world followed.Sound drained first. The hum of voices, the crackle of torches, the distant clank of steel. All of it dissolved into a suffocating vacuum, as if the night itself had drawn a breath and refused to release it.Then the cold came.It sank through my skin and into my bones, not the sharp bite of winter but the hollow chill of something dead brushing against something living.Conn stirred. ‘This is not sleep.’I didn’t remember closing my eyes. I didn’t remember falling asleep. But I was no longer cuddling with Seren in our bed after another long day of training. Now I stood alone on a battlefield that had already served its purpose. The ground beneath my boots was slick. I looked down. Blood.So

SerenI took an extra minute while I was changing. Duncan and Gideon were in the living room, waiting for me to join them for breakfast, but I needed the time to collect myself.If I was being totally honest, Duncan’s vision terrified me. I still sometimes felt like I was an imposter, pulled into this world of powerful people, and not at all the right person to be one of its leaders. The outcome he foresaw only brought all of those feelings forward in full color. Now, knowing that I needed to be an active part of this battle, that I had to fight right beside the two most important men in my life to keep all of us safe, everything inside me trembled. I pressed my hands to the dresser to steady them.This wasn’t a fear of blood or pain. I had seen blood, spilled it. And pain was an old friend, a sign that I was still alive, still surviving.It wasn’t even the fear of death, though I wasn’t as comfortable with the idea of dying as I used to be. I had things to live for now, things I’d n

GideonIt’s been four weeks since Duncan’s vision of our disastrous failure, and each day that passes draws my nerves tighter. Even with Duncan added to the daily training with Seren, followed by nights with my mate, I was filled with restless energy. I needed to find an outlet for it, and Dad handed me the perfect one last night. As I pulled up to the gate at the former Blood Moon Pack, I took in the changes. When I left, the ground had been covered in blood, the gate was scorched and damaged from the fight, and the post-battle clean-up still included removing bodies from the public areas. Now, the new gate sparkled in the sunshine, the walls beside it reinforced with stone and steel, while the royal banner flew above it, signaling that this territory was under royal stewardship. The guards at the gate nodded respectfully as I approached, granting me entrance easily. I recognized one of them from the palace and parked the SUV, jumping out to speak with him for a moment. “Baldric. N