All Chapters of The Lycan King's Revenge Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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Break the spell

RyanChaos broke loose.Diane dropped beside Hannah with a scream, clutching at her daughter’s shaking body as tears poured down her face.“Hannah! Hannah, look at me!”Jed looked like a man whose whole world had cracked open. He stood frozen for a moment, staring at his daughter’s glowing blue eyes, his face full of disbelief.“No,” he muttered, shaking his head. “No… that’s impossible.”He dropped to one knee beside her and touched her face with trembling hands.“Hannah?”Her body jerked violently. Her eyes stayed bright blue and empty, like something else was looking out through them.Jed looked up at Diane, confused and shaken in a way I had never seen a father look.“We would have known,” he said, his voice breaking. “If El had touched her, we would have known.”Diane was sobbing now.“She’s been sick on and off for months,” she cried. “The headaches… the fainting… the strange moments where she would just stare into nothing…” Her face slowly drained of color as realization hit he

Dead

MalcolmRyan was taking too long. Something was wrong.I could feel it in my bones.At first it was small - a strange shift in the shadows around us. The darkness created by Kade’s wolves had always moved with purpose, smooth and controlled like black smoke obeying an invisible hand. They were wild creatures, yes, but under Kade’s command they moved like one body, one mind.Now they were restless.They paced hard around us, their glowing silver eyes fixed on Alpha Jed’s house. Low growls rolled out of them, growing louder with every second. Their bodies trembled, claws digging deep into the earth as dark smoke rose from their backs like steam.Beside me, Kade stiffened. His eyes narrowed.Then one of the wolves suddenly broke rank and charged toward the estate gates. Another followed. Then five more. In seconds, dozens of shadow wolves rushed forward like a black tidal wave and slammed into the barrier around the estate.The force shook the ground.The shadows hiding us broke apart in

Game of chess

MalcolmFor a moment, nobody moved.The night had gone strangely still. Even Kade’s shadow wolves, who had been throwing themselves wildly at the barrier moments ago, now stood at attention like soldiers waiting for a command. Their silver eyes stayed fixed on Ryan as though he was the only thing in the world they recognized.I could tell that was eating Kade alive.Good. He deserved it for running his mouth.Beside me, Kade shifted back into human form, breathing hard. His dark hair was damp with sweat, and his face twisted with anger and confusion. I had already shifted back too, bones snapping back into place as I forced myself upright.Then I looked at Ryan again.He stood outside Jed’s gates with Hannah still in his grip. Her body was weak, and her glowing blue eyes were half-open, like she was trapped somewhere between herself and whatever El had turned her into.Diane was crying uncontrollably. Jed looked helpless in a way no Alpha should ever look.And Ryan … Ryan looked terr

Vivid Nightmare

RainI was trapped.That was the only way I could describe it.I was here… but not really here. Alive, but I couldn’t move. Aware of everything happening around me, but buried so deep inside my own body that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t open my eyes, couldn’t twitch my fingers, couldn’t scream, or let anyone know I could hear every single word they said.It felt like being buried alive inside myself.At first, I tried to keep track of time. I listened to the voices that came and went. Doors opening and closing. People talking in quiet whispers, angry voices, or broken ones.I heard Malcolm a lot. Sometimes Kade. Sometimes Priscilla’s soft voice.And Ryan - always Ryan.I could hear the strain in his voice getting worse every day. He tried to hide it, but I could tell. The fear. The exhaustion. The helpless anger.One night, I heard him pacing back and forth for what felt like forever. He stayed quiet for a long time. Then he sat down close to me, close enough that I could he

Silent words

RyanWeeks had passed since Rain woke up, but it was like waking up hadn’t brought her back at all.She was nothing like her usual self. She had completely shut down. She barely spoke to anyone, and she definitely wouldn’t speak to me.That part hurt the most.Rain would sit by the window for hours, staring at nothing with an empty expression. Her shoulders stayed tense, like she was waiting for something painful to happen at any moment.When I tried talking to her, she acted like I wasn’t even there.If I asked whether she wanted food, fresh air, or anything at all, she stayed silent.All I got was that distant, hollow stare that made my chest feel empty.Somehow, she seemed worse than the day I first met her. Back then she had been shy, scared, and quiet, but there was still a spark of life in her. At least she spoke sometimes. You could see thoughts moving behind her eyes.Now she just looked… emptied out. Like something inside her had broken beyond repair.The only thing that ever

Mother

RyanI couldn't believe what Rain said. I stood there staring at her, feeling as though something inside my chest was slowly being crushed. I moved closer and lowered myself in front of her, hoping that if she looked at me - really looked at me, she would see the truth in my face.“Rain,” I said softly, “I could never let you die.”Her eyes shifted to me briefly, but there was no warmth in them, no anger either, just a tired emptiness that frightened me more than rage ever could.I swallowed and kept speaking.“Why would you think you are alone in this? You have people who care about you. You have Malcolm. You have Lydia, and Lydia loves you dearly. If anything happened to you, she would be shattered.”My voice grew quieter.“You have me too. I would not survive losing you.”Rain gave a small scoff and looked away, curling further into herself like she regretted speaking at all. The little bit of softness I thought I saw in her disappeared just as quickly.I reached for words, for an

A dead woman's frown

RyanFor a moment, I simply stared at Priscilla.“My mother,” she had said, and the words still sat strangely in my head.I knew Priscilla was different. That much had been obvious from the day I met her. Illusion wolves from Vankah were known for strange gifts, bloodlines touched by old magic in ways most wolves neither understood nor trusted. Even so, I had never once stopped to think about where her abilities came from.A witch.Priscilla’s mother was a witch.Under normal circumstances, I would have asked questions. A hundred of them. I would have wanted to know what kind of witch, how powerful she was, and what exactly it meant for Priscilla.But Hannah lay trembling on the floor, pale and drenched in sweat, and there was no time for curiosity.“Call her,” I said.Priscilla hesitated, and that alone told me her relationship with this woman was not simple. Slowly, she reached beneath her dress and pulled out a small pendant hanging around her neck. It was an odd thing, shaped like

Never let you go

RyanMy mind refused to accept what I had just seen.Sapphire stood there like she had never left this world.Like death had been a mistake.My throat tightened.“Sapphire…” I said, my voice breaking in a way I hated. “Is it really you?”She looked at me just for a second. Then her eyes turned soft - that familiar softness in her eyes almost destroyed me.Then she smiled, and disappeared, leaving me vibrating with the aftershock of a reality that had just been torn open and crudely stitched back together. I stood frozen, my shoes rooted to the floorboards, my lungs burning as if I’d forgotten how to draw air.My mind was a chaotic wreck. Sapphire. It had been her - the exact curve of her jaw, the way her hair caught the dim light, that specific, heartbreaking softness in her gaze that used to be my only sanctuary. Seeing her didn't feel like a hallucination; it was a wound reopened. But death isn't a revolving door, and the way she had evaporated - shattering into a thousand ribbons

Foolish hope

RainRyan carried me back to another room like I weighed nothing.I was awake enough to know I could walk on my own, but I did not protest. My body still felt weak, and if I was being honest, there was something comforting about the way he held me. For weeks, my mind had been a prison full of fear, ugly thoughts, and strange visions that made me question everything around me. It made me push everyone away. Everyone except Malcolm. Now, with my head resting lightly against Ryan's chest, I felt strangely safe.Behind us, the house was still buzzing with tension. Priscilla rushed Hannah inside the moment she regained consciousness, and I could hear voices moving quickly through the halls, but Ryan’s focus remained on me. He did not say anything until he gently placed me on the edge of the bed.Then he knelt in front of me.For a moment, he just looked at me, as if trying to read what was left inside my heart.I looked down at my hands, suddenly shy under that stare.Then Ryan reached

Complicated feelings

RainI expected Malcolm to come in with his usual calm expression and quiet concern.I did not expect him to pull me into a hug the moment he stepped into my room.It caught me so off guard that for a second, I simply stood there stiffly in his arms. Then I slowly relaxed.Malcolm held me tightly, the way family does when they have been carrying fear for too long and are finally able to put it down.When he stepped back, his hands stayed on my shoulders.“I’m glad you’re alright,” he said, and there was real emotion in his voice. “You scared all of us.”A guilty smile tugged at my lips.“I scared myself too.”That made him laugh softly, and hearing laughter around me that did not feel cruel or forced made something in me lighten.He studied my face for a moment.“You look better.”“I feel better.”“That is good,” he said. Then his eyes narrowed slightly in thought. “Do you want anything?”I surprised him by smiling.“Yes.”His brows lifted.“What?”“I want to train.”Malcolm blinked.

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