All Chapters of Luna Redemption: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

AUTHOR’S POV.Outside, blinding red and blue emergency lights flashed across the muddy driveway. Three heavy armored vans sat idling outside the perimeter fence, their engines roaring like angry beasts. Twelve Vanguard guards stood in a tight line, holding tactical rifles aimed directly at the main entrance.Surviving this confrontation meant keeping a firm grip on his land, no matter how many warrants the High Council signed.Alpha Thorne stood at the front of the squad. He wore a long black coat, holding a damp piece of paper in his leather glove."Sean!" Thorne yelled over the sound of the thunder. "Step out into the open and lower your weapons!"Walking down the stone steps, Sean kept his hands at his sides. Marcus marched right beside him, holding a heavy shotgun."You are trespassing, Thorne," Sean called out, stopping five feet from the iron gate."This is High Council business." Thorne shoved the damp paper against the iron bars. "I have a formal warrant for your arrest. You k

TRACYFire ripped straight through my chest.Surviving this sudden, explosive agony meant forcing air back into my paralyzed lungs. And that hurt... like hell"Evans!" Sean’s roar shook the walls.Seconds later, footsteps started approaching.Dr. Evans sprinted through the swinging doors, shoving a metal crash cart ahead of him. He grabbed a clear plastic syringe, uncapping it with his teeth.But before the needle ever touched my skin, the agony simply snapped.It didn't slowly fade. It vanished completely.Warm, vibrating heat rushed instantly down my spine. The toxic, freezing grip of the Lunar Decay loosened its hold on my liver, pushed back by a massive, thrumming energy. Dropping heavily back onto the white pillows, sweet oxygen flooded my burning lungs.Dr. Evans froze, staring at the digital monitor.The frantic red lines on the screen smoothed out, returning to a calm, steady green rhythm."What did you do?" Sean demanded, grabbing the edge of the metal bedframe. His chest he

SEAN Hitting the slick asphalt on all fours, thick gray fur erupted across my expanding muscles. Keeping these feral bastards away from Tracy’s passenger door meant ending this fight in the next thirty seconds. The massive rogue tearing at Marcus’s reinforced window didn't even see my claws coming. Lunging upward, my heavy paws slammed directly into his chest. We hit the muddy highway together. The impact knocked the foul, rotting breath straight out of his lungs. Straddling his torso, my jaw unhinged. I sank my elongated fangs deeply into the soft meat of his neck. Hot, bitter blood sprayed across my snout. He thrashed wildly, his filthy claws scraping uselessly against my thick shoulder plates, but tearing his windpipe out took only a fraction of a second. Tossing his dead weight aside, another shadow dropped from the roof of our SUV. "Behind you!" Marcus roared, racking his shotgun slide. Spinning on my back paws, a second rogue charged me. This one carried a weapon. A long, h

AUTHOR’S POVThe men from the high council were back that night.Five men marched around the corner in perfect formation. They wore the pristine, silver-trimmed uniforms of the High Council Vanguard. Commander Thorne led the formation. "Step aside, Beta," Thorne ordered, tipping his sharp chin up.Marcus did not twitch. He crossed his thick arms over his chest, his muscles straining against the fabric of his black shirt. "The Alpha is currently in surgery. Nobody breaches this medical ward.""Your Alpha is a wanted criminal." Thorne pulled a rolled parchment from his tactical belt, flicking it open with a snap of his wrist. "By direct order of the High Council, Sean of the Northern Peak is to be remanded into our custody immediately.""Take your fake warrant and burn it."Thorne narrowed his cold blue eyes. "You are actively harboring a fugitive. We hold supreme jurisdiction on this mountain.""You hold nothing." Marcus dropped his hands to his sides. His claws slowly extended past h

CHANDLER"Fuckkkkk! Fuck! We lost the connection," the technician choked out, staring at the dead screen, scared as fuck.Chandler stood perfectly still behind the man’s chair. He slowly adjusted the cuffs of his tailored suit. The heavy thrum of the underground generators hummed through the concrete floor, vibrating against his shoes."Explain what you mean by lost, David." Chandler kept his tone entirely flat."She cut the power." David spun around in his chair, his hands shaking. "The tracking beacon was at ninety-nine percent deployment. We almost had her exact GPS coordinates. But she completely killed the motherboard before the signal bounced back to our satellite.""So, you failed.""It was a failsafe trap!" David raised his hands defensively. "Nobody reacts that fast. She had a manual kill switch wired into the battery port. Sir, she took all the AI files. We have absolutely zero leverage now."Another hacker two desks away shrank down in his seat, refusing to make eye contact