Luna Eclipse의 모든 챕터: 챕터 71 - 챕터 80

POV: LunaThree days pass.I don't remember much of them.Nova and Ryder take turns staying with me. Making sure I eat. Making sure I sleep. Making sure I'm not alone.The Academy gives me space. No classes. No training. No expectations.Just grief.On the fourth day, I finally leave my room.Not because I feel better. I don't think I'll ever feel better.But because staying in bed staring at the ceiling isn't helping.Nova walks with me to the Great Hall for breakfast. Students stare as we pass, but no one says anything.They know.Everyone knows about Miguel.About the human boy who died because he loved a wolf.We sit at our usual table. Aria, Sienna, and Lyric are already there. They look relieved to see me."Luna," Aria says gently. "We're so sorry."I nod. Words still feel difficult."We're here for you," Sienna adds. "Whatever you need.""Thank you."My voice sounds hollow. Empty.Like Miguel's death carved out something essential and left only echoes behind.Ryder appears with

POV: LunaTwo weeks after Miguel's death, and I'm still training like my life depends on it.Because it does.I'm on the training grounds before dawn. Stay until after dark. Push myself past exhaustion every single day.Ryder tries to slow me down, but I won't listen."You're going to hurt yourself," he says as I attempt another complex combat sequence.My muscles are screaming. My vision blurs from fatigue."Good," I say. "I deserve it.""Luna—""Don't." I spin and face him. "Don't tell me I need rest. Don't tell me I'm pushing too hard. I need to be stronger. Need to be better. Need to be someone who can actually protect the people I care about."Ryder's expression softens. "You can't train away grief.""No. But I can train away weakness."I go back to the sequence. Attack. Defend. Dodge. Strike.Over and over until my body moves on pure instinct.This is how I cope. How I survive.By becoming something Miguel's death won't haunt.Classes resume, but everything feels different now.

POV: LunaI freeze, every muscle in my body tensing."Who are you?" I demand out loud, even though the voice is in my head.Laughter. Dark and amused."You don't recognize me? How disappointing. Though I suppose we've never properly met. Not face to face, anyway.""Show yourself.""Not yet. I'm not ready for that particular reunion. And neither are you, little Eclipse."The presence pulses again, and I feel it probing at my defenses. Testing my mark. Trying to read me.I throw up mental walls the way Ryder taught me during training.More laughter."Oh, you've learned some tricks. Good. You'll need them.""What do you want?""What I've always wanted. What I've been working toward for centuries." The voice drops to something almost tender. "You, Luna. I want you."Terror shoots through me.I turn and run.Back toward the Academy. Back toward safety.Behind me, I feel the presence following. Not chasing. Just... accompanying. Like a predator keeping pace with prey."Running won't help,"

POV: LunaThe Great Hall is packed for lunch when I notice them.Three girls sitting at a table near the windows. Not first years. They look like second years, but I've never seen them before.Transfer students, maybe?"Who are they?" I ask Nova, nodding toward the trio.Nova follows my gaze. "Oh, the new transfers. They arrived this morning. Aria, Sienna, and Lyric, I think? They're in our year.""Why would anyone transfer to Silverwood now? After everything that's happened?""No idea. But they seem... interesting."The redhead catches me staring and grins, raising her hand in a wave.Caught.I wave back awkwardly."She's coming over," Nova mutters. "They're all coming over."Sure enough, the three girls head straight for our table.The redhead arrives first, dropping into the seat across from me without invitation."Luna Eclipse, right? I'm Aria." She extends her hand. "Heard a lot about you."I shake her hand cautiously. "All bad, I assume?""Depends on your definition of bad. Chan

POV: LunaLunch the next day is an education in Academy politics.Aria takes it upon herself to explain the social hierarchy while we eat."See that table?" She nods toward a group of large, muscular students. "Northern pack wolves. All about strength and dominance. They respect power above everything else.""And over there?" Sienna points to a different group. More refined. Less overtly aggressive."Southern packs. They value strategy over brute force. Politics and alliances. Very dangerous if you underestimate them."Lyric doesn't look up from her tablet but adds, "And the Coastal wolves sitting by the windows? They think they're better than everyone because their territories have ocean access. Pretentious as hell.""How do you know all this already?" I ask Lyric. "You've been here one day.""I did research before we transferred. Know your battlefield before you step onto it." She finally looks up and grins. "Plus, I hacked the student directory and cross-referenced pack affiliation