Todos os capítulos de The Gifted Luna : Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

 It began with a letter. Ralph brought it into Alpha's chamber one cold evening, his boots echoing against the stone floor. The air was thick with the scent of rain; thunder rumbled faintly in the distance. "Ralph," Edwin called the moment he entered into his study. "What brings you here at this time of the day?"  "My lord, I come bearing news. One that needs to be urgently attended to," Ralph said, stretching out his hand. "Where did you get this from?" Edwin asked, not looking up from the reports before him. "Intercepted," Ralph replied. "One of our scouts found it on a rogue messenger outside the border. He said he wanted to ignore it at first, but he could not overlook it when he spotted that it was marked with the Bloodfang insignia." At that, Edwin's eyes lifted sharply. "Bloodfang?" Ralph nodded grimly. "Yes, Alph

 While the Alpha schemed in the storm, Tiara slept fitfully miles away, haunted by shadows. The fire in her chamber burned low, casting trembling light across her face. Her dreams came in fragments. They came like flashes of crimson, the scent of blood, the echo of wolves howling under a burning moon. Then, silence. A figure appeared in the fog before her. It was a woman, pale and ethereal, her eyes bright as starlight. Tiara knew that voice, though she had not heard it since childhood.  "My daughter," the voice whispered. "The moon shows what is coming." "Mother?" Tiara breathed, her voice trembling. Her mother reached out a hand that shimmered like mist. "War comes again, Tiara. But this time, it will not be between packs. It will be between hearts, between vengeance and destiny." "You speak in par

 The wind howled through the mountain trails, sharp as blades and cold enough to slice through fur and bone. Tiara gripped the reins tighter, her wolf form pushing through the blizzard. Her mind screamed only one thought over and over again. She had to reach Edwin before dawn. The vision would not stop haunting her: Ralph standing beside Aldric, his eyes empty, his claws dripping with Edwin's blood. It was not just any type of vision, neither was it a warning. It was a prophecy. She had seen death in it. Edwin's death. Her heart thudded painfully against her chest as she leaped over a fallen tree, paws pounding against the snow. Every breath was a gasp of icy air, every stride fueled by desperation.  "Please, Moon Goddess," she whispered between gasps, "Do not let me be too late. Keep Edwin safe for me, and protect him from every arrow of de

 The dawn broke cold and red, painting the mountains in streaks of scarlet. Below, in the valley of Bloodfang, thousands of soldiers assembled. A tide of fur, steel, and fury. The war drums began to thunder. Their rhythm rolled across the field like the heartbeat of the storm itself. Aldric stood atop the fortress balcony, looking down at his legion. Behind him, the wind tugged at his black cloak, and the banners of Bloodfang rippled in the rising light. Commander Varyn approached from behind, bowing deeply. "The troops are ready, my lord. The mountain path scouts have confirmed that Dark Moon's forces are gathering. They'll begin their march before midday." Aldric smiled faintly. "Good. They're doing exactly as planned." Varyn hesitated. "Are you certain Ralph's betrayal will be enough to keep them blind

 The battlefield faded. The screams, the fire, the pain all of it dissolved into silence. Then came the light. It wasn't bright. It was soft, silvery, cool, like moonlight spreading across still water. Tiara's body felt weightless, her wounds no longer burning. When she opened her eyes, she wasn't on the blood-soaked ground anymore. She stood barefoot in a vast field of silver grass, each blade shimmering like starlight. Above her, the sky was endless and pale, and the moon. Enormous, luminous hung impossibly close, bathing everything in its glow. She took a slow step forward. Her breath didn't fog. The air didn't move. The world was completely still. "Where... am I?" she whispered. A voice answered. A soft, melodic, echoing from everywhere and nowhere at once. &n