All Chapters of The Rejected Luna's Second Chance: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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CHAPTER 80: Quiet Night

Selena's POV The room is dimly lit, with only the lamp on the nightstand casting a soft yellow glow. Outside, everything's still in the pack house. No footsteps echo in the hall; no voices drift from the main room. Just us.Damian sits on the edge of the bed, his back to me, taking off his boots. I’m propped up on the pillows, reaching for him slowly, my movements lazy and relaxed."Is there something wrong with my back?" he asks without turning around."Yeah, it’s annoying because I can’t see your face."He lets out a soft chuckle. Finally, he sets the boots aside and turns to face me. His eyes look tired yet gentle—the kind of gentle he only shows me."How are you feeling?""Full. Heavy. They're kicking."He moves onto the bed, settling beside me and placing his hand on my stomach. "Hi, babies."I smile. "They can’t hear you.""But you said before that th

CHAPTER 81: Patrol With One I Hate

Maya's POV The trees to the east are eerily still. Too still, if you ask me.Caden and I are walking side by side, our boots crunching over the frost-covered leaves. The morning sky is gray, and the air is biting cold. After the rogue attack last week, Damian decided we needed extra eyes on the border, and I volunteered. Caden did too, though I didn’t bother to ask why."You’re walking too fast," he says."I walk at a normal speed.""Sounds like you’re trying to get ahead of me.""I just want to get this over with."He falls silent, matching my pace.We've been out here for two hours now, and it feels like we haven't seen or heard a single thing. The silence is starting to feel off."You feel it too," he says.I pause. "Feel what?""The quiet."I glance up at the trees. No birds, no wind—just this strange stillness."We should head back."He nods, a

CHAPTER 82: THE GIFTS

Selena's POV The afternoon light filters gently through the curtains. Lily's nestled on Greta's lap, her little body softly rising and falling as she sleeps. Maya's lying beside me, her head resting on my thigh, eyes closed. I run my fingers through her hair, taking my time."You're going to put me to sleep," Maya murmurs."That's kind of the idea."Rina's cross-legged on the floor in front of us, a bowl of grapes in her lap. She's munching on them one by one, chatting between bites."So, then Borgov said, 'If you trip again, I'm making you run laps.' And I replied, 'I don't trip, I just have a different relationship with the ground.' He didn’t laugh. No one did. But I thought it was hilarious."Maya cracks one eye open. "That wasn't funny.""It was a little funny.""No, it wasn’t."Rina pops another grape in her mouth. "Fine. You just don't have any sense of humor."I can&r

CHAPTER 83: WAR COUNCIL

Damian's POV The war room feels frigid. Maps are strewn across the table, showing troop locations, supply lines, and potential attack routes. I’ve been staring at them for what seems like forever, trying to come up with a new angle.Caden is opposite me, his wounded arm propped on the table. He looks pale, and his eyes are heavy with exhaustion.“I got a call this morning,” he says. “From one of my sources.”I glance up. “And?”“She’s dead. Viktor found her. Killed her yesterday.”I put down the marker. “How do you know that?”“Another contact reached out. Told me what went down. They found her body near the eastern pass.”I lean back, processing this. “The spy. He must have informed Viktor about her.”Caden’s jaw clenches. “There is no spy.”His words linger in the air.

CHAPTER 84: Scouting Mission

Caden's POV The war room is starting to clear out. Maps get rolled up, chairs pushed aside. Damian is by the window, facing away from me. I know I should leave, but I stay put."I want to lead a scouting mission."Damian turns to me. "Where to?""East. Beyond the old logging road. If Viktor's army is on the move, there’ll be signs. Camps, supply lines, weak points."He studies my face. "You’re asking me to trust you with my people.""I’m asking you to let me help."He’s quiet for a moment before nodding. "Maya will go with you."My heart sinks. "Maya?""She’s my best tracker. She knows the terrain, and I trust her to keep an eye on you."I want to argue, but I know it's not my place."Fine."---Maya isn't thrilled to hear this.I find her in the armory, strapping knives to her belt without even glancing up."This was your

CHAPTER 85: Viktor's Camp

Maya's POV The ridge is taller than I thought it would be.Caden and I ditched the SUV about an hour ago, hiding it in a thicket of pines. Now, we’re crawling on our stomachs through the scrub grass, with the eastern valley stretched out beneath us. The morning sun is still low in the sky, casting long shadows.And then I spot it.Tents. Hundreds of them. Fires burning. Wagons. Wolves weaving between the rows like ants. Viktor's army.“Holy hell,” I murmur.Caden lifts a pair of binoculars, scanning the camp. “Twelve hundred. Maybe more. Looks like they’ve been busy.”I take the binoculars from him and look for myself. The camp spreads across the valley floor, divided into sections—training areas, supply depots, and a large central tent that’s bigger than the rest, with banners flying—a black wolf on a red background.“Viktor’s tent?”&

CHAPTER 86: Hidden In cave

Caden's POV The river is behind us, but the cold? That’s still here.Maya trips over a root, manages to catch herself, and keeps moving. Her teeth are chattering, just like mine. The water took all our warmth, leaving us shivering."Keep going.""Shut up," she snaps, her voice shaking.We push through the trees, away from the river, away from those rogues. I have no idea if they’re on our trail, and I’m not about to look back.Maya stumbles again. This time, she falls, her knee smashing into a rock. She hisses, tries to get up, but can’t."Let me see.""I'm fine.""You’re bleeding."She glances at her knee, where the rock tore through her pants and cut her skin. Blood is trickling down her shin, dark and thin.I crouch down and pull her arm over my shoulder."I can walk.""Just lean on me. We don’t have time for this."I lift her up and

CHAPTER 87: Morning Rouges

Maya's POV I wake up feeling warm.Not from the fire—it went out hours ago, leaving only ash and cold. No, this warmth is something else. It’s solid and steady. I open my eyes to find Caden's arms around me, his chest pressed against my back, his breath slow and rhythmic on my neck.We're all tangled up—his legs intertwined with mine, his arm resting on my waist.I should probably move, push away, say something about personal space and boundaries, and remind him that he hasn't exactly been forgiven for everything.But I don't move.I can feel his chest rise and fall, his heartbeat steady and slow. Mine, on the other hand, is racing.I close my eyes again, tuning into the sounds of the cave—the drip of water echoing from somewhere deeper, the scratching of branches against the stone. And outside—Voices.I freeze.Caden wakes up immediately, his body stiffening, his hand

CHAPTER 88: Waiting For My Precious One

Selena's POV The afternoon light filters gently through the windows.Lily's asleep on my lap, all curled up against me. Her breathing is slow and calm—just peaceful. I run my fingers through her hair, and I can feel the babies moving a bit in response.Rina's sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of me, a plate of sandwiches resting on her lap. She’s been chatting away for over an hour now. Maybe even longer."—and then Borgov said I had good form. Good form! Can you even believe that? I almost toppled over three times, but he said it was good! Maybe he was just being nice. Do you think he was being nice? He doesn’t seem like he is, more like the type to make you run laps until you’re sick. But he said good form. I’m going to remember that forever.""That’s great, Rina.""Right? And do you think Maya and Caden are okay? They've been gone for ages. Like, a super long time. What if s

CHAPTER 89: Shift Between Two

Selena's POV The war room slowly fills up.Damian is at the head of the table, maps laid out in front of him. Borgov stands in the corner with his arms crossed, his scarred face as tough as ever. Greta is sitting by the window, with Lily on her lap. Rina hovers near the door, trying to make herself seem smaller.Maya limps in, her knee freshly bandaged. Caden walks in after her, his face still pale and dark shadows under his eyes.They move like they’ve been through this drill before—Maya takes her place on the left side of the table, while Caden settles on the right. Their eyes connect for just a fleeting moment before they look away. Something unspoken passes between them.I catch the exchange.Maya looks away first, and Caden's gaze shifts to the map.I keep my expression neutral.“Report,” Damian commands.Maya gestures at the eastern ridge. “Viktor's camp is in the valley

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