All Chapters of Revenge of Flame Luna: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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A Face That Isn't Mine

LuluThere was no moonlight slipping through my window tonight. Only the soft patter of rain, falling steadily as if trying to soothe the tightness that had been sitting in my chest for hours. For some reason, I wanted nothing more than to sit by the window and watch the droplets slide down the glass.Until a hand wrapped around my waist from behind. Warm with commandement but familiar too.I turned. He stood so close, looking at me as though I was the only thing that mattered in his world.“Let me, Lulu,” he whispered.I nodded before my mind caught up. My body moved on instinct—he could do anything he wanted to me. His lips traced along my neck, his breath brushing my skin and sending a shiver straight down my spine.My heart hammered as his fingers framed my face. “May I know who you are?” I breathed, trying to understand what lay behind those deep blue eyes.“I’m… your second chance. Your destiny. Your ecstasy,” he said.“That’s not what I meant…” I murmured, frustrated—only for h

A Huge White Grey Wolf

LuluI’d been pacing around my room nonstop, back and forth like a wolf who’d lost her way. Everything that happened earlier—and Niobe’s words—kept swirling in my head like some stubborn spell that refused to fade. Ever since Alpha Caspian walked into my second life, mysteries kept showing up uninvited. Not that I was scared. If anything, the curiosity was eating me alive.Normally Phyrra would’ve answered all my questions, explained anything I didn’t understand. But she hadn’t appeared once since I came back to life. And if not my own wolf, then who else could I talk to?An hour later, Niobe’s potion wore off. My identity snapped back, my body felt like mine again. Secretly, I wished that eraser-potion could be permanent. Life would be so much easier if I didn’t have to gulp it down again and again.A soft knock broke my thoughts. “Come in,” I called.Alpha Caspian stepped in the way he always did—calm, measured, and with those eyes that made my heart thump against my ribs like it wa

Ivy

LuluI followed the trail with my breath caught in my throat. Four wet wolf prints slowly shifted into two human footprints.They led me to a small gazebo tucked away in the quietest corner of the pack house grounds, right in front of a swimming pool so murky it looked abandoned—algae everywhere, dead leaves floating on top like forgotten confetti.I scanned the place carefully. In all my time here, I’d never once wandered into this hidden corner. Ivy crawled over the gazebo’s walls, wild and unrestrained, as if no one had bothered to trim it for years. The air was colder here, sharp against my skin, as though this part of the estate had been cut off from the celebration happening back in the main hall.I was just about to turn around when a sound slipped through the night. A low, restrained groan—a man’s voice. I recognised it instantly. Before my brain could decide whether to flee or stay, another sound followed—louder, needier, and honestly… disgusting enough to make me consider ja

Ignith

LuluThis time I went with khaki trousers, a long-sleeved blue top, white trainers, and a baseball cap low enough to hide part of my face. The sky was bright—far too bright—its sunlight warming my skin even through the fabric.The air in Sapphire Water carried a faint tang of salt mixed with the sweetness of fruit from nearby orchards. I could already hear the bustle of the market before I stepped through the wooden archway, draped in climbing vines.The Sapphire Market was a lot busier than the last time I came here. Traders shouted over one another, fighting for attention. The smell of baked bread, smoked fish, and damp wood blended into the usual market chaos. Large carts rolled past with squeaking wheels, pulled by grape farmers probably heading to deliver their harvest to trusted middlemen.Everything felt ordinary, lively… and strangely comforting. It reminded me of those weekends when Mum used to hold my hand and take me shopping when I was little.I walked slowly, observing ev

Morpheus

LuluThe magical grip dragging me into the centre of the room finally dissolved… only to be replaced by dozens of eyes burning into my skin—hotter than my own elemental fire.The ritual symbols carved into the floor still glowed gold-red, growing brighter as I was pulled closer. The underground air was damp, but the heavy stench of sorcery dried out my throat instantly.“We’ve got an uninvited guest,” the sorcerer with one eye covered announced.So he was the one who dragged me here. His aura slithered across my skin like smoke—powerful, invasive—even without using a binding spell. Meanwhile, the chubby little sorcerer who had caught me hiding squeaked like an excited donkey, clearly thrilled with his “catch.”Whispers sparked around the circle.“That’s her…”“The last elemental fire wolf…”“Her blood can open the path…”A chill shot through my spine. Path? Don’t tell me this is some gateway to something awful.Someone stepped forward—a frail old man in a dark green robe, dried twigs

Water Elemental

Lulu The next morning, after breakfast, that faint bitterness was still sitting in my chest. The attack from those sorcerers… and Morpheus’s magical aura from last night. His presence clung to my mind far more than I liked to admit.I shook my head lightly. Not my business. It shouldn’t be my business.Yet my chest tightened every time I remembered him. Bloody hell. It was like my brain had been wired specifically to keep thinking about him.“Are you alright, Miss Lulu?” Dalila asked, clutching two mugs of coffee. “You look like… someone who’s just been visited by a ghost in their dreams.”“Close enough,” I muttered, taking the mug. “But I need your help today, Dalila.”“What is it?” Her eyes widened, bright with excitement.“Can you take me to the library?”Dalila blinked at me before her whole face scrunched up. “The pack house library? The big one?”“Yes.” I took a breath. “I need to find information about the sorcerers here… especially those with elemental powers. There’s somethi

We Are Strangers

CaspianShe was standing there. Lulu. Her small frame, that fiery red hair tangled with thin cobwebs, and those wide eyes tracing the ancient shelves like a child caught stealing sweets. Her face paled the second she saw me — but that wasn’t what lit my fury.What made me snap was her blatant disregard for my words.“I told you not to come here.” My voice dropped an octave, almost a growl. “Are you deliberately trying to challenge me?”Lulu stepped back. “I was just looking for a book—”“You disobeyed.”The emotion bursting in my chest was too fast, too vicious — so wild I barely recognised myself. I felt my claws sliding out on instinct alone — alpha instinct, not reason.I grabbed her shoulders, pushing her against the wall. “How many times do I have to tell you to stay safe?!”She jolted, and gods, I didn’t want to hurt her. I only wanted her to stop. To understand how dangerous this place was. But my emotions moved quicker than my mind. Far too quick. My claws shifted fully as I s

Don't Hold Me

LuluI’d already made up my mind yesterday: stay away from Alpha Caspian.Simple. Effective. A clean way to protect my sanity from the storm he carried around like an aura whenever he got within two metres of me.But apparently, in this massive pack house, Alpha Caspian had the annoying ability to appear everywhere like a shadow. In the corridor. On the stairs. In the front hall. As if he had some built-in radar that only tracked me.So I picked the safest place—the pack house’s communal kitchen.Busy. Noisy. Always crowded. A room an Alpha with sky-high pride would never willingly step into.At least, that was the theory.“Miss McCarthy, you’re here,” Dalila muttered as she stacked fruit slices onto a plate.“I need something to do,” I said, slicing onions. “If I stay still, I end up thinking too much.”And when I think too much… that memory crawls back again. Alpha Caspian’s claws. My blood. His horrified face.I swallowed hard, trying to shove the image deep down where it wouldn’t

The Mist That Watches

Lulu I didn’t know when my breathing started getting this heavy every time I’m near Alpha Caspian. Maybe it was after he held me like a man terrified of losing his entire world. Or when the way he looked at me changed—darker, deeper, more… painful. Or maybe it was when I realised that whatever was happening between us wasn’t just about him and me. There was Morpheus between us—and something binding the three of us together in ways I simply couldn’t understand. And today, that frustration reached its breaking point. “I said stop following me,” I hissed as we made our way up the stairs toward my room. Caspian walked half a step behind me—silent, expression unreadable. As usual. Like an Alpha who hides his thoughts behind a thick wall of fog. “I’m not following you,” he murmured. “You’ve been on my heels since the studio—and honestly, I don’t even know how long you’ve been lurking around just to get on my nerves.” “That was a coincidence.” I stopped abruptly and spun around, gi

The Dew and the Prophecy

Lulu Dinner with Alpha Caspian was never supposed to feel like sitting in a trial—yet that was exactly how it felt tonight. The dining hall of Sapphire Water Pack glowed with pale blue lanterns hanging from beams carved with ancient runes. The long table was filled with high-rank wolves—Beta, Gammas, Elders,—werewolves who had lived their whole lives with formality etched into their bones. Metal cutlery gleamed. The dishes smelled warm and spiced. But all of it felt like background noise to the tension that rested quietly on my shoulders. I sat on Alpha Caspian's right, the seat he personally pulled out for me. That alone already made the room fall into a silence two seconds too long. “Let the feast's begin,” Alpha Caspian said, voice firm yet calm. He didn't look at me, but the closeness of his presence—steady, protective—wrapped around my body like a coat I didn't ask for but somehow needed. Beta Rohan cleared his throat. “Alpha, as you already know, we've received the formal s

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