All Chapters of The Rise Of The Forsaken Luna : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

BRIANASitting in the hospital room, my heart pounds as I fidget with Drake’s fingers. He’s been quietly holding my hand, his calm presence grounding me, but I can’t shake the nervousness bubbling inside. We’re waiting for Hannah to finish with another patient before doing my ultrasound, the one that will tell us how far along I am.Drake squeezes my hand gently. His silver-gray eyes soften as he studies me.“Everything’s going to be fine, Briana,” he says, voice low and reassuring. “Just breathe, okay?”I close my eyes and do as he says, taking in a deep breath. His familiar scent fills my senses, warm, safe, like the woods after rain, and slowly, my heartbeat steadies. For the first time in days, I feel calm.The past three days have been a whirlwind. Drake and I have spent nearly all our time together, helping Linda Bruce prepare the Silver Paw Pack for the new wolves joining from the Moonveil lands. Every morning, after finishing his warrior duties, he’d come to my office, and we’

BRIANAIt only takes a few minutes before we're all seated around the round table. The tension in the air is thick enough to cut through. Milan sits across from me, his legs bouncing under the table as if he's had far too much coffee. His fingers tap restlessly on the wood, and his eyes dart around the room like he's expecting something or someone."You okay?" I ask softly, studying him.He runs a shaky hand through his red hair and lets out a long sigh. "Something feels off," he admits, his voice strained. "It's weird, but I swear I can feel my mate again. I haven't felt her presence since Norman marked her."My chest tightens, and I glance at Drake. His brow furrows, and from the look we share, we both know what's coming. Milan doesn't know yet, not about her death, not about Norman's cruelty."Milan," I begin gently, reaching across the table to take his trembling hand. I can already feel the heat of Drake's jealousy through our bond, sharp and possessive. I shoot him a warning lo

BRIANAWatching the large silver bus pull up in front of the packhouse,surrounded by our warriors, I couldn’t help but sigh as Milan shifted nervously beside me. He had been restless all afternoon, unable to focus even during his patrol. He almost tripped into a ditch earlier, and if someone hadn’t caught him in time, it could’ve been bad. Seeing him like this makes me believe what Drake said earlier. Maybe Milan really has been blessed with a second-chance mate.The bus doors hiss open, and David is the first to step out. The moment he spots Linda, his whole face lights up. He walks straight to her, scooping her into his arms and spinning her around. It’s been over a week since he left with Natty and the others to bring the Moonveil wolves back, and I can tell how much they’ve missed each other.Natty steps out next, helping the others off the bus and guiding them to stand in a neat line near the entrance. I knew he mentioned most of the refugees were pups, but seeing it in person

BRIANALeaving the pack infirmary with a lighter heart than when I arrived this morning, I walk toward the packhouse, the sun warm against my skin. Two days have passed since the wolves from Harvest Willow arrived, and today was their first full medical examination. After living as rogues for seven years, it was important to make sure they were healthy and ready to join us at Ivory Fangs.Hannah and her medical team handled the entire process, while I, as Beta, was there to supervise and make sure everything ran smoothly. It was going well, until Milan barged in. He stormed into the infirmary, demanding to be present during Maya’s examination, worried she might be mistreated.Maya, once the rogue leader of Harvest Willow, had bravely volunteered to go first to show her people that it was safe. She seemed calm, though I could tell she was hiding her nerves. Everything was fine, until Hannah lifted the syringe to draw blood. That’s when the door burst open, and Milan charged in, snarli

DRAKEWatching Briana in the corner of the training room, laughing softly with Evette as they work out together, I can’t help but smile. For the first time in a long while, things feel right. Peaceful. This seeing my mate happy and safe is how life should be. I spent years trapped under my father’s control, terrified of what would happen to the Silver Paw Pack if I ever stood against him. In doing so, I nearly lost the best thing that ever came into my life."Need a sparring partner?"The sudden voice makes me jump. I spin around, ready to throw a punch, and stop my fist an inch from Milan’s nose. He doesn’t even flinch, just gives me a small, awkward smile."Sorry, Milan. Didn’t mean to almost break your face," I say, lowering my fist as Maya walks past us. She flashes a knowing grin before heading over to join Briana and Evette."It’s fine," Milan replies easily, leaning against the wall beside me. "Honestly, I probably deserve it after the way I’ve treated you lately."We stand th