Todos los capítulos de The Phantom Luna: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Every wolf in the facility was on its knees. Every single one. Except me. I stood in the middle of the ruined chamber, staring into the darkness beneath my feet. The voice had called me Queen Luna.My wolf was silent. “Get up,” I whispered. Nothing happened. I looked around at the hundreds of wolves. “Please.” The First Guard lifted his head. “They won’t.” “Why?” “Because you haven’t commanded them.” “I don’t want to command anyone.”He slowly rose to his feet. “That is precisely why they chose you.” I shook my head. “No.” My mother approached carefully. “Luna…” I turned toward her. “Don’t call me that like you’re afraid of me.” She stopped. “I am not afraid of you.” “Then tell me what is happening.”She looked at my silver markings. “The bloodline has recognized you.” “What does that mean?” “It means you’re no longer just Phantom.”I looked at my hands.“Then what am I?” She hesitated. “The last sovereign of the original Phantom bloodline.”My stomach tightened. “Sovereign?” “The super

Thousands of wolves bowed before me. I stared at them through the broken wall, unable to understand what I was seeing. Silver wolves. Black wolves. White wolves. Brown wolves. Wolves with glowing eyes. Wolves with scars. Wolves from different packs, different bloodlines, different worlds. All of them had come here. All of them were looking at me. And all of them were kneeling.The First Phantom stood behind me. “Your reign begins tonight.” I turned toward her. “No.” Her smile faded. “No?” “I don’t want a reign.” “You don’t get to choose.” “I’ve spent my entire life being told what I am supposed to be.”I stepped closer. “My father decided what I should become. My grandfather decided what I should become. Project Phantom decided what I should become.” Silver energy flickered beneath my skin. “I won’t let you decide either.”The First Phantom studied me. Then she smiled. “Good.” I frowned. “Good?” “A queen who wants a crown can be corrupted by it.” She stepped closer. “But a queen who r

My father’s body stood chained at the center of the chamber, enormous black wings folded behind him, silver eyes glowing through the darkness. But there was another presence behind those eyes. Something older. Something that made even my wolf retreat.I took one step backward. The Royal Guard immediately lowered their weapons. “Do not approach him,” the tallest guard warned. I barely heard him. “Dad?” The creature lifted its head. For one terrifying second, nothing happened. Then my father’s voice came from its throat. “Luna.”My chest tightened. “It’s you.” The chains rattled violently. “Do not come closer.” I stopped. That was definitely my father. Not the thing. My father. “Why are you here?” His eyes flickered. Silver. “I was brought here.” “By Grandfather?” “Yes.” His voice cracked. “But he didn’t put me here to punish me.”I stared at the chains. “What did he put inside you?” My father’s expression changed. Pain crossed his face. “The first hunger.” The chamber seemed to grow co

The first creature climbed through the crack in the floor. I had fought wolves. Vampires. Engineered soldiers. Monsters created in laboratories. But I had never seen anything like this.Its body was almost human, yet twisted by something ancient. Black veins covered its pale skin. Long claws scraped against the silver floor, and its eyes burned with the same unnatural silver glow as the First Hunger.Then another creature climbed out. Then another. Then dozens. The Royal Guard finally broke formation. “Fall back!” Their voices echoed through the chamber. But there was nowhere to go. The creatures were coming from every direction.My wolf pushed against my consciousness. They’re not alive. I swallowed. “What are they?” Not dead either. That answer somehow frightened me more. Alexander stepped beside me. His hand closed around mine. “Stay behind me.”I pulled my hand free. “No.” He looked at me. “I can fight.” “I know.” “Then stop trying to protect me.” His expression softened for half

The man standing in the doorway looked exactly like Alexander. Older and colder but there was no mistaking him. The same dark hair. The same sharp jaw. The same silver eyes. The same dangerous stillness.Alexander stared at him as though the entire world had stopped. “Father.” The man smiled. “I was beginning to wonder how long it would take you to find me.”Alexander slowly pushed himself away from my father. “You’re dead.” “I was supposed to be.” His gaze moved toward me. “Then again, so was Luna.” My wolf growled. I stepped closer to Alexander. “Who are you?” The man’s smile widened. “Alexander’s father.” “I know that.” “Then you know enough.” “No.”Silver energy gathered around my fingers. “I know nothing.” His eyes flickered toward my hand. “You have your mother’s temper.” I froze. “You knew my mother?” “I knew everyone involved.” “Then tell me the truth.” He laughed softly. “You still think the truth is something people simply give you.”He stepped into the chamber. The Royal Gu