Lahat ng Kabanata ng The DYING LUNA’S SECOND CHANCE: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

Kaelira’s POVThe bond pulled again. Harder this time. Nothing else mattered. Not the council. Not Seraphine being dragged away. Not the elders arguing quietly near the shattered council table.Not the wounded being carried from the chamber.Just him.I was moving before I realized it. The distance between us disappeared quickly. His back rested against the broken pillar where I’d left him. The bolt was gone now.Someone had snapped the shaft and removed what they could.Blood still stained his side. Too much blood. My stomach tightened.Cassian noticed me approaching and immediately stepped aside.“He’s conscious.”“Was conscious,” Laura corrected quietly.Neither sounded happy.I dropped to my knees beside him.His eyes were closed. His breathing was shallow.The moment my hand touched his arm, the bond surged violently.The connection felt different now.Stronger.Like something had shifted permanently the moment he’d called me mate.His jaw tightened.Pain.I could feel it.No gue

Seraphine’s POVThe cell was smaller than I expected.For years I dreamed about standing inside Ironfang’s council chamber while everyone listened to me.Now I sat inside a stone cell beneath that same council hall.Hands restrained. Guards outside the door.Waiting for judgment, punishment and waiting for the damn end. I laughed quietly. The sound echoed off the walls.Everything about this was pathetic. The mighty Seraphine.The woman who spent years manipulating an entire pack.Reduced to this??A prisoner.A failure.A secret nobody wanted anymore.The laugh died.Silence settled.And for the first time in years, there was nobody left to perform for.No audience.No mask.No carefully chosen words.Just me! I hated being alone with myself.The memories always came then. The old house. The hidden one. The place dad paid for but never visited. The place where my mother spent years teaching me exactly who I was.And exactly who I wasn’t.I closed my eyes.Immediately I was eight yea

Kaelira’s POV“Their leaders wish to discuss… the Crescent heir’s dangerous power.”The words settled over the council chamber like smoke.Nobody spoke immediately. Nobody needed to. The message had been delivered exactly as intended.Not concerned, diplomacy. A warning disguised as curiosity.I watched the messenger bow his head and step back. Across the room, several elders exchanged dark looks.Lucian muttered something under his breath. Laura folded her arms.“They didn’t even try to sound respectful.”“No,” Darius agreed quietly. “They didn’t.”The Lycan Commander sat beside the council table, still recovering from his injury. His expression didn’t change.Which usually meant he was angry.“Let them come,” he said.The room turned toward him.“They’re already making assumptions. Better they say them to our faces.”A few council members shifted uncomfortably. One elder frowned.“And if they’re looking for a reason to intervene?”“Then they’ll find one regardless.”Nobody argued wi

Darius POV“If I can’t have it…”Dark energy exploded through the council chamber.The floor beneath Seraphine cracked. Ancient symbols burned across the stone. Several warriors were thrown backward. One slammed into a pillar hard enough to shatter wood.Shouts erupted immediately.“Get everyone back!”“Move!”“Protect the elders!”The room descended into chaos.But my eyes never left Seraphine. For a moment, she didn’t look like the woman I had known. She looked like someone standing on the edge of a cliff, already halfway over.And somehow…That terrified me more than the magic.Kaelira stepped forward.The Lycan Commander immediately caught her arm.“No.”She looked at him.“If I don’t stop this!”“You won’t do it alone.”The words came out sharp.Several people noticed.Neither of them seemed to care.The darkness around Seraphine grew stronger. The Keeper’s face had gone pale.“That power shouldn’t exist anymore.”Laura appeared beside her.“What exactly are we looking at?”“Remn

Seraphine’s POVThe chains didn’t hurt anymore. Maybe because there was nothing left worth feeling. The guards walked ahead of me in silence.No one spoke. No one looked at me.The same wolves who once bowed their heads when I passed now treated me like a shadow.Like a ghost already halfway gone.I had spent years fighting to be seen.Now everyone could see me.And nobody wanted to. The corridor stretched ahead.Stone.Torchlight.Silence.The familiar walls of Ironfang felt different now.Smaller, colder and foreign. I used to imagine walking these halls as Luna.I knew exactly where I would stand.What I would wear. How they would look at me. How they would finally understand. How they would finally know I belonged here.Instead, I was leaving in chains.The irony almost made me laugh.One guard opened a heavy door.Cold air rushed inside.Night had fallen. The moon hung above the mountains.Everything always came back to the moon.To her.Kaelira.The guards continued walking.I