All Chapters of The Lycan King's Revenge Luna: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Ryan“I’m going to Starfall.”The words came out before Malcolm could say anything else. He stood across from me, studying my face, probably trying to figure out if this was just another desperate idea after seven nights without sleep, or if I really meant it.It was both.Rain lay completely still on the bed between us. Her breathing was soft and shallow under the thin blanket. Morning light poured through the tall windows, stretching pale stripes across the floor, but it never seemed to touch her. From a distance she looked peaceful, like she was only sleeping. But something was deeply wrong with how still she was. Rain was never still. Even when she slept, there was always life in her face - the faint crease in her brow, the warmth in her expression. Some part of her was always moving.Now there was nothing. Just silence. Just waiting.And the awful feeling that every second passing was pulling her further away from me.“I’m done sitting here,” I said, my voice rough. “If her fa

Ryan The words settled between us quietly. Kiss me. Priscilla stood there, vulnerable in a way I had rarely seen from her, her eyes holding mine with equal parts hope and fear, as though she already knew what my answer might be but had gathered every ounce of courage she possessed to ask anyway. And standing there in that open field, with the afternoon wind moving gently through the tall grass and the sun hanging warm over Kade’s lands, all I felt was sadness for her. It wasn't discomfort or irritation, just a heavy sense of grief, because I knew exactly what it was like to love someone who didn't fully belong to you. I knew what it was like to stand close enough to touch someone, to hear them laugh, to catch flashes of tenderness, to taste moments that felt real, only to still go home carrying the hollow ache of knowing their heart remained somewhere else. That was how things began with Sapphire, and I could still remember it with painful clarity. Hunger, and jealousy were li

MalcolmAn hour had passed. A whole damn hour.And we were still crouched in darkness, watching Rain’s van sit outside Alpha Jed’s gates like a piece of bait that nobody seemed interested in taking.There were no guards on patrol, no lights flickering in the windows, no sound from behind those black iron bars. It was the kind of quiet that makes you want to crawl out of your own skin.Around us, Kade’s wolves weren't helping. Kade’s shadow wolves moved restlessly through the dark like smoke with teeth. They slid between trees, climbed over rocks, melted into the ground and rose again somewhere else. Watching them always made my skin crawl because of how slender and snake-like their movements were.But tonight, even those beasts were uneasy.As for Ryan… he was losing his mind.I stood beside him on the ridge, studying my brother’s face in the pale moonlight. His jaw was locked so tight I thought his teeth might crack. His eyes never left that van. Not once. It was like he was holdin

RyanMy mind kept circling back to one thing. Jed’s pack. The sickness. The dying land outside the walls. The empty homes. The children I’d seen coughing up blood in the streets. None of it added up.I looked at him sharply.“If El is behind this, why do you need me to fix it?” I asked. “You made a deal with him. You traded your land’s health for power, and now that power is killing your people.”Jed’s eyes flashed with anger.“You think I wanted power?”His voice came out rough, and the offense in it sounded real.“I don’t care about power. I don’t care about your throne. I don’t care about the politics in Moonveil, or the wars brewing up North, or any of the games powerful men play.”He stepped closer and pointed toward the window, where darkness covered the dying lands beyond his walls.“I care about my pack.”The weight in his voice made the whole room go quiet.“Those people out there are mine. Their children are mine to protect. Their hunger, their sickness, their pain - it all

RyanThe line stayed quiet after El’s last words. The silence was thick and heavy, almost mocking, like he knew exactly what kind of storm he had dropped into the room and was calmly standing back to watch it unfold.My grip tightened around the phone as I called him back. Every muscle in my body was tense. My thoughts were spinning - Rain lying unconscious somewhere in this house, Sapphire’s name being dragged back from the grave, El knowing far too much, and above all, the cold truth that this bastard believed he could decide who lived and who died.I spoke through clenched teeth.“What do you gain from Rain dying?”No answer.I waited. Still nothing. The silence on the other end felt deliberate and cruel. My anger sharpened.“You’ve spent this time pulling strings, hurting innocent people, poisoning lands, using Jed, turning Rain into a target - so what exactly do you gain from killing her?”Nothing. Not even the sound of breathing. Just silence.That silence somehow angered me mor