Todos os capítulos de The DYING LUNA’S SECOND CHANCE: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Kaelira’s POVIt hit without warning, not a slow build.A full surge. My breath caught mid-step, my body going rigid before I could stop it. Something twisted sharply in my chest, tight, unfamiliar, wrong. I grabbed the edge of the table beside me, fingers digging into the wood.“Kaelira?” Serenya’s voice came from behind me, cautious.I didn’t answer. Because this.. this wasn’t mine.The realization came fast.The pressure wasn’t just inside me. It was coming through. A pulse of restraint.Sharp in a way that didn’t belong to me. My jaw clenched.“No…”The word slipped out under my breath. My pulse picked up. Not from panic. From confusion. From the way it kept coming. Faint. Then stronger. Like something was trying to settle inside me and didn’t know how to stop.“Kaelira, talk to me.”Serenya stepped closer. I could hear it in her voice now. The shift. The concern. “I’m fine.” The lie came automatically.Another surge hit.Stronger this time.Not just restraint weight.Pressure.Lik

Seraphine POVHe was starting to slip away. I saw it before he said a word. Before he did anything obvious. It was in the way he looked at me. Or didn’t. That was the first sign.Darius had always watched, measured and calculated. Even when he said nothing, his attention was there.Now..it wasn’t.He stepped into the room without announcing himself.Didn’t pause. Didn’t acknowledge me immediately.Just walked past. Like I wasn’t the center of his focus anymore. My fingers tightened slightly against the arm of the chair. Not enough to show. Never enough to show.“Darius.”My voice came soft.He stopped. But he didn’t turn immediately.That was new.A slow breath.Then he faced me. Expression unreadable. Too calm and distant.“You’re back late,” I said gently.No accusation.Just concern.The way he liked it or used to.“Work.”Short.Flat.I tilted my head slightly. Studying him.“Is something wrong?”A pause.Not long.But long enough.“No.”A lie.A clear one.But he didn’t elaborat

Lycan POVIt did not come gently. There was no warning, no gradual pull, no space to prepare for it. One moment I was standing at the edge of the ridge, the next the ground was gone.Replaced. The air shifted first.Cold, heavy, wrong in a way that tightened something deep in my chest before I even understood why.My body went still.Not by choice but by recognition.I knew this place.I buried it. Forced it down so deep it should have stayed there.But now..it was back.Clear.Unavoidable.The scent hit next.Smoke.Damp earth.And something else beneath it, something metallic.My jaw tightened. No..Not yet. Not that part. Not this soon.Voices carried through the dark.Low.Urgent.Familiar.My gaze moved slowly, taking it in piece by piece. The clearing. The positioning.The way the warriors stood, not relaxed, not at ease, but ready. Prepared for something they already expected.And that was wrong.My chest tightened sharply. Because that was not how I remembered it. Not how it ha

Lycan’s POV“We’ve both been lied to.” The words didn’t echo.They settled.I didn’t respond immediately. Not because I didn’t have anything to say.But because for the first time since I stepped into Ironfang territory. I wasn’t reacting.I was thinking. My gaze stayed on her.Steady and unmoving. Watching the way she held herself. Like she had already accepted something that should have broken her. My jaw tightened slightly. Because I had seen the same thing.I felt it.Not fragments.Not half-truths.The beginning.And it didn’t match what I had built my life around. The silence stretched. Not tense. Not hostile.Different.“Say it again.”Her brows pulled slightly.“What?”“That we’ve been lied to.”Her gaze didn’t waver.“We have.”I studied her for a second longer.Then I nodded once.Slow.Controlled.“Good.”The word came out rougher than I intended.Not agreement.Acceptance.Because denying it now, pretending it didn’t matter would have been easier.Cleaner.But I didn’t do

Darius POVThe room felt smaller than it should have. Not physically.But the air, it pressed. Thick and unsettling.Like something inside it had shifted and refused to settle back into place. Seraphine stood by the window when I entered. She didn’t turn immediately. Didn’t rush to greet me the way she usually would. That alone was enough to sharpen something in my chest.“You’ve been avoiding me,” she said.Soft.Measured.Like she was the one waiting for answers.I closed the door behind me. Quietly and deliberately.“I’ve been busy.”Her lips curved slightly.Not quite a smile.“Of course you have.”Still facing the window.Still not looking at me. I watched her for a moment. Taking in the stillness. The control. The way her shoulders were held just a little too tight.I stepped further into the room.“I received the report.”That got her attention.She turned slowly.Not startled.Not nervous.Just… careful.“And?” she asked.Like it didn’t matter.Like she already knew what I wou