All Chapters of The Luna on a Chain: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Something slick and hot brushed against my cheek, and my eyes flew open. The pounding in my head only intensified. They could have asked me to pretend I was still unconscious—why knock me out again in such a barbaric way?When my vision finally cleared, a massive gray wolf was sitting right in front of me, watching me closely. Then it leaned forward and began licking my face again with its rough tongue. Disgusting.“Enough. Stop it!” I shouted.The wolf froze. I inhaled deeply, trying to identify its scent, but I couldn’t tell who exactly was standing before me. The smell was unfamiliar. Maybe no one had come for me at all—perhaps a local pack had simply passed through and decided to check the place out.The werewolf nudged my face again with its nose, urging me to get up, but the headache was so unbearable that a loud groan escaped my lips. The wolf circled behind me and began fussing at my back. Judging by the sensation, it was trying to gnaw through the rope.The pressure around my

Margarita was as nervous as a little girl. After several hours spent in front of the mirror, her intricate, elegant hairstyle was finally complete. Even I had never devoted that much time to a vanity table.Ares entered the room together with Avrora. The woman was dressed in a luxurious pantsuit, her light hairstyle arranged in neat, graceful curls.“Getting ready already?” he asked with a smile, wrapping an arm around my waist.“Of course. And judging by the looks of it, you’re more than ready yourselves.”The brief touch of his lips against mine sent a shiver through my entire body. My relationship with Ares had grown warmer, more trusting. Everything we had been through recently had taught us to believe in each other more deeply.“Maura,” Margarita addressed me, “you need to get ready as well. Time is running out, and you’re still not dressed.”“Mom, don’t nag,” Ares said with his charming smile. “It feels like you’re the one who wants to be there the most.”In a way, that was true

MauraThe morning began like something straight out of a fairy tale.The scene before my eyes felt unreal. The sun was rising, bathing the forest in soft light, while rare snowflakes drifted lazily through the air, dazzling with their crystalline sparkle. It wasn’t cold—but I was hungry. Maybe I should try catching a bunny again?Judging by the tracks, a family of bears lived somewhere nearby. The moment I noticed a patch of snow-white fur near a burrow, my wolf instincts stirred.Now you won’t get away from me, my dear.Moving soundlessly, the pads of my paws sinking into untouched snow, I kept my gaze locked on my prey. The bunny leapt from the burrow—and a second later, fluffy baby rabbits scattered after her. My human heart clenched painfully. I couldn’t leave those poor little ones without their mother, especially in winter. Snorting in irritation, I turned away.In a small clearing, an unusual movement caught my attention. Several field mice were searching for grain beneath the

“I’m sorry, but we haven’t ordered anything yet,” I heard Tamara say, pulling me away from studying the suspicious-looking people around us.The waiter was already placing cocktails and light appetizers on our table.“Alec asked me to bring these,” he replied quickly and hurried off before anyone could ask another question.“I don’t understand anything,” Avrora said, trying to sniff one of the drinks. “Is he the boss here or something?”“This café belongs to his older brother, but he rarely comes here,” Tamara replied, eyeing the glasses just as suspiciously. “So everyone’s gotten used to Alec running things.”I grabbed the first glass I could and took a small sip. It was surprisingly good. Tamara cautiously followed suit, while Avrora refused outright, saying she wanted something else.When she went downstairs to place another order, Tamara and I were left alone. She took a deep gulp, as if gathering her courage, and asked:“Maura, I’m not judging you, of course, but did you really m

“Mom, what did you say to her that Maura came running into the ward in tears?” Ares demanded when his mother finally stepped through the door. “I honestly don’t know what came over her,” she replied. “We were getting ready to go to the hospital to see you, and she was perfectly rational. But while we were getting dressed, she suddenly collapsed onto the floor and started sobbing like a small child, even though we kept telling her that you were completely fine.” I couldn’t calm down and kept hiccupping through quiet sobs until a nurse finally appeared with a syringe and injected me with a heavy dose of sedative. We were asked to step out into the hallway during the examination. It turned out that Ares had a concussion as well, so they decided to keep him in the hospital until morning. Sitting on a chair in the corridor, I finally had time to think about everything that had happened—and to make the hardest decision of my life. After the examination, the doctor allowed us to see the