All Chapters of The Luna He Rejected Is The Millennium Wolf : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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CHAPTER 061: A PRICE OF A NAME

Sienna's POV Every eye in the room landed on me. My hands wouldn't stay still, my fingers closing and unclosing, my breath not coming at the right speed. Juvien snored in the back of my skull, unbothered. Keep quiet. Can you not see what is happening? She stirred once, turned over, and went back to sleep. Mindlink. "Damien. How did she know? What do we do now?" He sat at the center of the dais, perfectly still. I tried again. The connection cut clean and immediate, like a door pulled shut from the other side. My heart moved in a way I hadn't felt in a long time, something older than fear, reaching for someone and finding nothing there. I looked at the side of his face, willing him to turn. He didn't turn. Memories arrived uninvited. The morning he'd checked my pulse before I woke, and his hand finding my back without being asked, small certain gestures that had followed us since the forest. Now the connection was cut and his face had turned away, and for one terrible second a th

CHAPTER 062: BLOOD OLDER THAN THE ROOM

Sienna's POV I screamed her name before I could stop it. Blood hit my lips before the pain even registered. My eyes snapped open on a ceiling I didn't recognize, and then the hall crashed back in around me. Noise, heat, and too many wolves packed into a room built for less tension than this. George's hands worked steadily against my back, pouring what strength he had into me in small careful doses. A figure descended from somewhere above. Vision hadn't cleared yet when Damien crouched beside me, checking my face for things I wasn't going to admit to. "Lily." Low. "You alright?" I nodded once. "Lydia is here." Barely breath against my ear. "I think she can help." His eyes cut toward the far end of the hall and I followed them without turning my head. She was already crossing the floor with wine in hand, unhurried, reading the room, her eyes finding the exits before anyone noticed she'd looked. "Can we trust her?" "Yes." Already decided. He rose and moved toward her. I stayed d

CHAPTER 063: THE NAME I COULDN'T HIDE

Sienna's POV Nobody moved. The voice had come and gone, and the hall stayed frozen around it. I counted three full breaths before anyone in the room found the nerve to shift their weight. Then Juvien woke. He's here. Who? Duke. I kept my hands loose at my sides and my face where it belonged. Somewhere under my ribs my heart had already started running ahead of what my mind wanted to accept. Damien reached me first, his hand finding my arm and staying there. Mindlink. "He's here." Mindlink. "Who?" The word sat right at my mouth and refused to move. The dark chamber rose up behind my eyes, the tosil curse coming back in pieces I hadn't finished sorting through, and this wasn't the place to finish sorting through any of it. Every wolf in this hall was watching what I did next. I didn't answer. Elder Bowan stepped into the open floor, his eyes moving slow across the walls and the ceiling, searching for the shape of a voice with no body attached to it yet. "Who is that? Show y

CHAPTER 064: BLOOD MOON RISING

Sienna's POV Cold cut through the hall before the doors even fully opened, carrying damp earth and crushed leaves in underneath the smell of roasted meat and spilled wine. "The Shadow King." Whispers started near the threshold first, then spread, and the crowd pulled back on instinct to clear a path from the dark pooling at the rear entrance. Damien's hand found the small of my back, steady against the sudden drop in temperature. We watched the black mist gather itself at the center of the room, broad-shouldered, tall, taking its time about becoming a man. "He didn't look like this before," Damien said, barely a breath against my hair. "No." I whispered it back. "He didn't." Whatever power came off him now felt fractured in a way it hadn't been in the arena, like something had gone wrong somewhere behind closed doors before he ever walked into this room tonight. A crack cut through my thoughts before I could finish that idea. Stained glass blew inward from the western wall, sh

CHAPTER 065: HALL OF OLD GHOST

Sienna's POV The black wolf ran steady beneath us, cold wind sharp against my face. Dizziness hit without warning, the world tilting for two or three seconds before it let go. I pressed my palm flat against the wolf's spine and breathed until it passed. I didn't know what it was. I only knew it kept coming back, and every time it did, it left a little less of me behind on the other side. "Are you alright?" Damien's arm tightened around my waist. "I'm fine." I pulled his hand further around me and laced our fingers together. "We're going to get through this," he said. "I know." He leaned down and kissed me, slow, his free hand cupping my jaw. When he pulled back we turned to the path together, riding in silence, his chest solid against my back. The wolf's strides had grown heavier under us, his breathing changing. I cast my wolf spell into his spine, and he exhaled deep and smoothed back into pace. Then Juvien's voice cut through my skull. "You just transferred your energy to

CHAPTER 066: THE BOY WHO STOPPED THE ROOM

Sienna's POV Lucas and Ivy were laughing with a guest near the far end of the hall, and I walked toward them with my hand in Damien's, my face arranged into something new. Roasted meat and melted wax hung in the air, torches throwing shadows across the stone. My boots found the marble steady, one after another. I had bled on this floor. Not in a way that left a mark, but in a way that lives in a room long after the mark is gone. I'd felt it since we crossed the threshold and had been carrying it quietly ever since, under Lily, under the invitation card, under the name keeping me alive here. Nobody here knew my face. I kept that pulled tight. Lucas noticed us before Ivy did. He said something to the guest, who smiled and moved off, and then he and Ivy crossed toward us. Juvien pressed hard against my chest before Lucas had covered half the distance. Not an alarm. Just her, registering something before I did. I pressed my teeth together and kept my face still. "Alpha Nox." Lucas

CHAPTER 067: WHAT THE BOY SAW

Sienna's POV Every eye in the hall had found David. Low voices passed his words between tables, heads turning toward where Damien and I stood at the center of the floor. The burn on my arm hadn't cooled. I'd stopped pushing power into it, saving what I had left for whatever came next. Damien's mouth barely moved. "If that child says one more name in this hall, we walk out of it with less than we came in with." "Then let's hope his mother has better control of him than you have of your patience," I said, eyes forward, so the exchange looked like nothing at all. On the dais, Lydia's eyes met mine and she gave one small nod. I held it, then looked away. I hadn't left a picture of my real face anywhere in this pack, not under this glamour and not before it. Whatever the boy was seeing, it wasn't in a photograph. "Tell me." Ivy crouched beside her son, her palm against his cheek, her voice gone soft in a way that didn't reach her eyes when they flicked toward me first. "Say it again.

CHAPTER 068: WHEN MORRIGAN BROKE

Sienna's POV The disguise broke the moment I let it. My hair came first, white and long, catching the blood moon's light through the high windows. Beside me Damien's glamour dissolved in the same breath. The hall took it in silence, the held breath of wolves realizing the evening had changed shape. I covered my mouth, not from fear but because the laugh that came out of me was too real to be polite. I let it come anyway. Then the guards moved. Not toward us. To the floor. They dropped in a wave, fists to their chests, and the voices started low and built. "Luna Sienna." "She's alive." "The dead Luna has returned." I nodded once, slow, and let it land. Ivy's hand snapped up. The nearest guards flew sideways across the marble. "How dare you bow to this woman in my hall." Her voice cracked at the edges. "Get up. Get up right now." The guards scrambled. The chanting died. Duke rose slowly from his seat above the dais, his eyes moving over my face like he was confirming somethi

CHAPTER 069: DON'T BRING ME BACK

Sienna's POV Noah was already smiling when I reached him, his medicine bag swinging at his side, easy, unhurried. I needed a second to believe he was real. "I can still remember you, Sienna." Five words, and they hit before I could brace. I bowed my head, and his hand found my shoulder—warm, steady, nothing like the rest of this room. "Thank you for coming." I looked up. "Will he live?" He was already past me, kneeling where Damien held George's weight against his chest, two fingers pressed to the throat. Noah's face didn't hide what he found there. "Critical," he said, and paused before he finished it. "Worse than I'd like." George's eyes kept sinking, his lashes heavy, fighting to stay open. I dropped to the marble and took his face in both hands. "There has to be something. Some way." "Lily." Just that, at first. Then his mouth worked again, slow, each word costing him something he didn't have to spend. "You... lied to me." It went through me before I understood why. He'd

CHAPTER 070: WHAT WAS NEVER FINISHED

Sienna's POV My father. Two words, and my chest folded around a chill that hadn't asked permission. Ash and marble hung in the air, fear-sweat under it, the smell wolves carry after too long in a room with something stronger than themselves. Duke watched me through all of it, arms loose, red eyes patient, a man who'd never once had to prove anything to anyone in this hall. I glanced at Damien. He was already looking back, jaw set, steady. Half a second passed between us, everything said without a word. I gave him the smallest nod and turned to Duke. "Is my father with you?" I stopped an inch away. A chill radiated off him, settling under my skin before I could brace for it. A short sound left him, not quite a laugh. "You thought I'd joke about that?" His eyes moved over my face. "So. Coming, or planning to run again?" At the far end of the hall, Noah had George braced against his chest, blood soaking dark through the cloth pressed to the wound. I registered it and kept my face on

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