All Chapters of Second Chance For The Broken Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Jacob*The walk to the old training grounds was longer than I remembered, though maybe that had more to do with the weight pressing on my chest than the distance itself. Every step felt heavier as my thoughts circled back to Gavin’s report. Krista, weak and alone, so far from everything and everyone she’d known. Her image haunted me—too weak to lift her head, too afraid to stay, vanishing before anyone could truly help her. That was my fault. All of it.I clenched my fists, trying to focus on the task at ha

Jacob*The walk back from the old training grounds was slower than it should have been. Laurel’s words echoed in my head, each one cutting deeper the more I thought about it. Did she really see me as some cold, calculating monster? Someone who saw Krista—and her—as nothing more than pawns in some grand strategy?I rubbed a hand over my face and breathed out loud, trying to will the tension in my chest to ease, but it stayed stubbornly lodged there, a reminder of the mess my life had become. Laurel’s anger wasn’t without reason, no matter how hard it was to admit. I had wronged Krista. I had tossed her aside for Laurel’s sake, even if the love I’d once had for Laurel felt like a faded memory now. But how could I tell Laurel that? How could I explain that my commitment to her now was born out of duty, not the passion it had once been when we were younger?I sighed heavily again, the sound harsh in the quiet woods. Somewhere out there, Krista was alive—or at least I hoped she was. Maybe

Jacob *I studied her, considering the angle to use with her. Her hatred of me was too powerful, and her loyalty to Krista too absolute. Already, being friendly had gone nowhere– Serah’s voice cut through my thoughts like a blade. “Forgive my tone, Alpha,” she began, her words sharp and deliberate, “but the only reason I stayed behind was because I had no idea when Krista left. If I had, maybe your scouts would have been searching for both of us. It may be far more correct to say I was left behind, because if I had a choice, I would not be here with you.”I clenched my jaw, fighting to keep my anger in check. I didn’t believe her for a second. Her words were too obviously untrue, fueled by whatever satisfaction she got from lying to me to my face. Each sentence felt too calculated, as if she had rehearsed these lines in the event I ever questioned her. I had no proof, but my gut screamed that Serah was lying. She was hiding something, and it was infuriating. Still, I gave her one la

Jacob****When Leah and Garret entered the room, I could see the exhaustion etched in their features despite their attempts to mask it. They looked better than I expected for wolves who had spent weeks combing through human towns, but the tiredness clinging to them was evident in the way they moved and spoke. Their postures were straight, their uniforms clean, but the faint shadows under their eyes and the way their shoulders sagged when they thought I wasn’t looking betrayed them. Still, they greeted me with the respect expected of pack warriors, their voices quiet as they addressed me as Alpha.I gestured for them to sit, observing as they exchanged a glance before taking the chairs opposite me. I needed to make our debriefing as short as possible, so they could get the rest they had earned.Garret remained silent, deferring to Leah, the leader of the first team, to speak first. I appreciated that about Garret; he knew when to step aside and let others take the lead.“Speak,” I sa

Jacob *I stood in front of Laurel’s door, my hand hesitating in the air before knocking. It wasn’t hesitation out of fear or uncertainty—at least that was what I told myself. It was just the weight of everything unsaid that hung between us, heavier now than it had ever been. Since the day in the training grounds, when she’d slapped me, Laurel hadn’t gone out of her way to avoid me anymore, but she hadn’t spoken to me either. Not directly. Not willingly.I knocked twice, the sound echoing down the hallway. Her voice, clear but distant, came from inside. “Come in.”I opened the door to find her sitting by the window, a book in her hands. The late afternoon sunlight streamed in, framing her in gold. She looked peaceful, but the moment she saw me, her body stiffened, and she closed the book with deliberate care. Rising to her feet, she greeted me with a bow of her head. “Alpha.”Something twisted inside me at that. Laurel never used to call me that unless we were in public. I knew why s