All Chapters of TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE LUNA: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

More than a year ago...Victoria’s POVWhen I opened my eyes, a woman with golden eyes was watching me. A man stood beside her. They both looked to be in their late fifties.The woman smiled. "Welcome back. May we know your name?" she asked.I tried to sit up and placed my hand on my belly, though I wasn’t sure why.Your baby is fine, with a strong heartbeat."I... don’t know my name," I said, tears starting to fall.We found you by the riverbank, and honestly, everyone was surprised you made it. Usually, no one survives those waters. That part of the river is dangerous for both mortals and wolves. I think you survived because you hit your head, but some in the pack are saying maybe something else helped you. We found you three days ago."Thank you," I said, trying to get out of bed."Wait, where are you going?" he asked.I shook my head. "I don’t know. My mind is still foggy. I can’t remember my name or anything else."The woman smiled kindly.We’re a small pack, far from any enemies

Victoria’s POVCadmus held my hand, helping me out of the car. Then went around and took Hathor from the car seat.Victoria, my father said, rest and tell me if you want to talk or find your past.I hesitated for a moment, realizing that when I called him 'my father,' I meant the man who had raised me, even though I still wasn't sure if he was my real, biological father or just a father figure. The uncertainty made everything feel heavier.I smiled. My father seemed nice. Or maybe just nice until I remember?Cadmus gestured for me to follow him. As I walked behind him, his scent was overwhelming—a heady mix of pine, smoke, and something deeply masculine that sent a shockwave through me. The aroma curled into my senses, making my skin flush and every nerve stand on edge. Heat flared inside me, coiling low in my belly, and I found myself shivering despite the warmth that rolled through my body.What is happening to me?The master bedroom was clean, and the bassinet was next to the bed.

Victoria’s POVCadmus, I tell him over the mind link, my father wants to see me. Do you know why?No idea, but I’ll be there soon. Training warriors right now, love. He sends me a sexy image."I will block you, Cadmus," I joke. "Didn’t you have enough..."Never. Your turn. Or I’ll come see for myself.I sent him an image. He growls, fuck me, I need you after the meeting.Cadmus, please, I say, laughing as I enter my father’s office.Dad, you called for me. I see a woman with a baby and a toddler. Who are they?Victoria, this is Kaden, and Angelina, Drystan’s children. He sent them to us for safety. We have a meeting once a week. And it is a brutal separation every time.May I hold him? Then she hands me the baby. Oh, he is so cute. Did he finally find his fated mate?He did, and she is very good to him, and he seems happy, my dad said.I gave the baby back, and I crouched to say hello to Angelina. You know, my daughter is Thalia. Do you play with her?She nods. Great, I stand up and l

Victoria’s POVI held Hathor close, his small body shaking in my arms, and gripped Thalia’s hand so tightly my knuckles hurt. We ran through narrow, torch-lit hallways toward the dungeons. Shouts bounced off the stone walls, with frightened voices, crying children, and women pushing little ones into dark corners. The air was thick with smoke and sweat, and the ground felt sticky under my boots. My heart pounded with fear and the urgent need to protect my family.I saw one of our pack members, a tall, anxious man with soot on his cheek, standing against the wall. "You," I shouted, my voice rough, "take care of my children!" I pushed Hathor into his arms. As I let go, a sharp pain shot through me, and I cried out. My eyes searched for the crowd in panic. Where was Cadmus? Someone called out, "He is injured!"Outside, I pushed through the crowd and into chaos beyond the doorway. The air was filled with confusion: screams, clashing weapons, and running footsteps. I grabbed a warrior rushi

Victoria’s POVThe drive was long, and we were late, pulling up at thick dusk to an abandoned warehouse in the middle of nowhere. The metal doors hung crooked on their hinges, groaning quietly in the wind. Cracked windows let in slivers of dying light, painting jagged patterns across the dusty floor.Our footsteps echoed hollowly as we stepped inside. The air was cold and damp, carrying the scent of rust, mold, and something sharp I couldn’t place. Somewhere water dripped steadily, the sound joining the scuffle of rodents in the shadows. Shadows clung to the walls, making the dark corners feel alive and watchful.Maybe it was a factory long ago, and that's why the building feels so industrial.Just then, Drystan appeared from the shadows. His eyes were fixed on me.Victoria let out a breath, pulling me into a tight hug. His arms felt familiar, like the safety I used to cling to in the worst times. Drystan and I had survived so much together, our childhood spent hiding, looking out for