Todos os capítulos de The Phantom Luna: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

The seventh ring never finished. It stopped halfway through the sound. Then the world disappeared. Not darkness. SilenceI couldn’t hear Alexander. Couldn’t hear my mother. Couldn’t hear my wolf. Couldn’t even hear my own heartbeat. I opened my mouth. Nothing came out. Then— A heartbeat answered. Not mine. One. Two. Three.The sound grew louder. My vision returned slowly. I was standing in the middle of the valley. But everyone else was frozen. Alexander stood several feet away, one hand still reaching toward me.My father was frozen mid-step. Noah’s eyes were wide. Even the armies had stopped moving. Everything was suspended. Except him and me. Viktor. He stood at the center of the valley, completely unaffected.His eyes were fixed on mine. “You hear it now.” I looked around. “What did you do?” “Nothing.” He stepped toward me. “The seventh bell did this.” “What is this?” “The moment between worlds.”I hated the calmness in his voice. “What happened to everyone?” “They are waiting.” “

Alexander’s eyes were shining with a light that belonged to someone else.I had seen him command armies, unleash the terrifying power of his mixed blood, and stand against creatures old enough to remember the first supernatural war. I had watched him fight through pain that would have killed anyone else.But I had never seen him look at me without recognizing me. “Alexander?” I whispered. He didn’t answer.The ground trembled beneath my feet as silver light spread through the seven shattered circles. The armies were finally free of Grandfather’s chains, yet nobody moved. Even Seris had gone completely still.Then Alexander spoke. “Who opened the first grave?”His voice carried two tones: his own, deep and familiar, and another that sounded as if it had traveled through thousands of years to reach us. I approached him cautiously. “It’s Luna. Look at me.” His gaze shifted toward mine.For a moment, I saw him—the man who had caught Desmond’s wrist when he tried to strike me, the man who

The figure on the throne had just threatened to claim our world, and every instinct inside me screamed that we were running out of time.Seven enormous chains stretched from the silver structure beyond the fractured sky. Each chain pulsed with a different color, and every pulse sent pain through the creatures connected to it.Wolves collapsed. Vampires clutched their chests. The fae leaders struggled to remain standing as their magic drained into the heavens.Even Noah staggered. I caught his arm before he fell. “Tell me what you feel.” His eyes were fixed on the throne. “Something is calling to me.” “Is it the First Hunger?”“No.” His voice trembled. “It feels like the place where my hunger began. Not another creature. Not another person. A place that remembers everything I have consumed.”I glanced at the silver structure. “Can it control you?” “I don’t know.” That was the last answer I wanted to hear.Behind us, Alexander let out a strangled cry. The black markings across his chest

My mother’s voice was still echoing inside my head when the last silver thread went dark. For one terrible moment, I couldn’t feel anything.Not Alexander through our bond. Not Noah’s ancient hunger. Not the thousands of supernatural creatures whose emotions had once flowed through my blood. The connection that had linked us all had vanished. And my mother was gone.I stared at the place where the Sovereign’s shadow had swallowed her, unable to make my mind accept what my eyes had witnessed. Then the sky began to fall.Chunks of the silver structure crashed through the fractured heavens, striking the battlefield with explosions of light. The seven armies scattered as the ground split beneath them. Above us, the black throne crumbled, revealing a vast darkness beyond its broken foundations. “Luna!” Alexander’s voice dragged me out of my shock. He stumbled toward me, one hand pressed against his chest. The black markings had retreated from his throat, but his face was deathly pale. I r

The sky turned red, and every world behind the thousand doors began to scream.I stood at the center of the broken circles, staring at the Sovereign as the ancient force rose behind it. The ground trembled beneath my feet, and black cracks spread through the silver stone. “What is that?” I demanded.The Sovereign’s expression hardened. “The consequence of an agreement broken before its time.” “Stop speaking in riddles!” “You wanted freedom, Luna Albert. Now you must understand what the covenant was built to contain.” A tremendous roar shook the void.Behind the Sovereign, something vast moved beneath the black sea. Its presence distorted the horizon, bending the silver towers as though they were made of paper. It had no recognizable face or body, only an immense darkness threaded with red light.It wasn’t another person waiting to claim a throne. It was the collapse itself, the force that had once threatened to erase the boundaries between worlds. And the covenant had been built to ho