All Chapters of Second Chance For The Broken Luna: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Jacob*By the time we reached the edge of my territory, the light had already begun to soften, the sun dipping lower in the sky and casting long shadows across the ground. The trees at the border stood tall and quiet, their leaves shifting gently in the breeze, but there was nothing peaceful about the weight that sat in my chest.Sophia walked a few steps ahead of me, her posture straight despite the injury she carried. The two messengers with her stayed close, silent.She had refused every offer of hospitality I had extended: rest, food and even the simple courtesy of remaining the night. At first, I had considered pressing her harder, but it had not taken long to understand why she was so intent on leaving. With what she had revealed to me, it would have been foolish of her to feel safe within my walls. Not when there was a chance that someone within my own pack was feeding information to the very enemy that had nearly destroyed hers.I slowed slightly as we reached the exact bound

Jacob*The sound of it sliding into place drew my attention immediately.I raised a brow, studying her more closely now. “What’s the matter?” I asked, my tone even, though I remained aware of the tension radiating off her in waves.She took a step closer, her hands already curled into fists at her sides. “How dare you,” she said, her voice low but vibrating with anger. The words were sharp enough to cut. “How dare you harm Serah?”It took me a second, not because I did not understand the words, but because I had not expected this to be the reason she stormed into my room like this. Then it clicked. The incident with Serah from weeks ago resurfaced clearly, along with the memory of my own temper at the time.Krista did not wait for me to respond. “How dare you punish her like that,” she continued, her voice rising slightly now. “For something so small?”I straightened a fraction, my expression settling into something more composed as I met her gaze. “Disrespect towards me is not a sma

Jacob*I stood by the window of my study, my hands clasped loosely behind my back as I stared out across the pack lands stretching beyond the manor. From here, I could see the training grounds in the distance, several warriors moving through drills under the sharp eye of their commander. Beyond that lay the forests that bordered our territory, dense and deceptively calm beneath the afternoon light.Ordinarily, the sight steadied me. Today, it did not.Ever since Sophia’s visit, a sense of unease had lodged itself under my skin and refused to leave. Every time I looked at my lands now, I could only think about how somewhere within all of it was a traitor. The thought soured my mood all over again.I had just finished a meeting with the head of my patrol teams, revising border rotations and tightening security around the manor. Later tonight, I would meet with the Elders to discuss increasing surveillance within the territory without causing panic among the pack.The challenge was that

Jacob*As I approached the grove, I spotted Krista immediately.She stood just outside the entrance under the shade of the trees, pacing slowly with her hands folded together. She wore a simple dress that hugged her waist before falling softly to her ankles, practical enough for movement but still undeniably feminine. Her hair had been pulled back into a ponytail, though several loose strands framed her face and stirred gently in the breeze.She looked uneasy. Not frightened exactly, but restless in a way I recognized from years ago. Krista could never stay still when her thoughts became too loud for her to sit through. The sight of her waiting there stirred something warm and dangerous inside my chest.At the sound of my footsteps, she looked up and our gazes met briefly. Then, almost immediately, she looked away again. A faint flush colored her cheeks. My mouth nearly curved into a smile. She was thinking about the kiss, and the realization pleased me far more than it should have.

Jacob *This changed everything. Not just for me, but for Laurel. For the pack. For the future I had spent years trying to force into existence after destroying the one fate had given me.Krista looked horrified now. She pushed herself to her feet abruptly and took several steps away from Lenore, dragging a hand through her hair.“This is insane,” she whispered. But I could hear it in her voice that she believed the Elder, or at least feared she might be right.I became dimly aware that my own breathing had gone shallow. My mind kept circling back to the same realization over and over again. The bond had never truly ended.In the back of my mind, my wolf spoke at last, his voice grim. That means we have a problem. I swallowed hard. Because Krista cannot even feel her wolf anymore.Almost immediately, Krista voiced the exact same fear aloud. “But I can’t even sense her,” she said, turning back toward Lenore. “I haven’t been able to shift properly since that night. My senses are dulled