Todos os capítulos de The Broken Luna, Reborn : Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

Third person's pov. As soon as Clara noticed Killian and Ayla talking, she took a few steps back only to come in contact with Ivy. She curtly apologized and brushed past her towards the other side of the living room where her bag was kept, arranging her stuff in, she called Tessa once more to cancel her meetings that she would go home from here to rest. As Clara swung her bag over her shoulder, she turned towards the door. “Hey” Ivy stood nervously beside the wall. It made her stop and turn reluctantly. “Hi” Ivy clasped her hands together and unclasped before reaching for the back of her neck. “Well… Thank you for coming for her” Clara scoffed as she instinctively crossed her arms. “Seriously? I'm her friend Ivy her friend for five years” A small sigh escaped Ivy's lips. “Still I mean if you didn't come on time, something worse would have probably to her” Clara combed her fingers through her hair with mild frustration, she glanced at Ivy and how oblivious she seemed and t

Third person's pov.His nightmares became more vivid after going to see his mother, the truth was that what had happened that day became too traumatizing for his brain to want to remember. .it was like having a memory you wanted to forget so bad, so your brain just stopped thinking about it and helped you forget it. He remembers his father. Strong willed and always pushing for what he believed in. He remembered their petty fights after his mother would tuck him to bed with the belief that he had already gone off to bed. He heard them all, he heard the vows his father started on killing each and everyone of them. He realized ‘them’ was like Ayla. Wolves. His father was more than obsessed with killing them that his mother's pleas fell on deaf ears. And that night, after luring them. They came. Though Aiden never knew what they were, his mother just stayed with him in his room, scared to make a noise. He could still hear how fast his heart had been racing and how perfectly still

Third person's povTo avoid humans he best did it in the dark and in the day? he blended in a building filled with people where they all served them cups containing hot liquid. After his encounter with Ayla, Kallum was wounded. Her power had overcome him and he could feel himself slowly dispensing. Turning into dust was first, another upgrade from the Darkforce. He reappeared on the dark corners of the streets, trying to catch his breath, he could barely feel the Darkforce within. He felt empty and…Useless. The pain surged within him, like it was coming from the inside. Kallum remained inside the said place filled with humans, blending in and trying to slowly regain himself and after hours, when he had gotten the strength he needed to move. He followed some of the customers into the rest room and stayed there. Staring at the mirror, studying the damage Ayla had left behind. His coat was hanging on one of the doors as he found the bruise under the shirt. It bloomed dark along

Third person's pov Clara woke to the bed empty with only her sinking in the middle, Ivy couldn't have just left in the name of something was wrong, they had a passionate night last night and if anything, she should still be here, in bed craving for an early morning dose. As she made it out of bed with a silk robe around her body, she dragged her legs towards the windows and tried to pull up the drapes a bit when she saw both Ivy and Ayla talking just meters away from the house. Of course. They were busy training and that was what Ivy had to be early for. She moved away from the window and headed out of the room. Striding towards the kitchen, she met Tessa, already brewing coffee and making some pancakes. Intrigued. Clara leaned beside the pillar for more than five minutes. Watching her with keen interest. To her. Tessa was different. Unlike other devoted staff. She wasn't bubbly nor chatty, she was strict and unfazed and seemed to be strangely calm under any circumstan

Third person's pov Ivy also came back from the training, tired but not as tired as Ayla. She didn't get into the bathroom immediately. She just spent some time leaning on the wall and watching Clara fold some clothes out of her luggage and into the drawer. “I saw both of you and Ayla, Training " Clara didn't lift her face off from what was doing. " She's making progress though. I believe she's determined to make sure she does this right” “Doesn't our fate rest on her," Clara finally lifted her eyes to rest on Ivy “The whole world." She corrected me. “It may seem light now but Kallum is inhabiting one of the darkest forces that ever lived” "Like the devil." "Much more than the devil. You can't resist him" ivy sighed softly. “what I'm trying to say is. If he succeeds,he wipes out the entire werewolf race and witch and wolf hunter. Now he is here in Seattle. He wouldn't mind taking humans as a bonus treaty" It was her turn to sigh. “Then Ayla better train so hard she lea