Todos los capítulos de The Banished Luna's Awakening: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

The only reason you're still breathing is because Elara is watching. The moment she walks away... so does my restraint.My blood ran cold. They hadn't spared me out of mercy. They had spared me because she was there. All they had needed... was for me to walk into the forest.A blade grazed my shoulder. I snarled and answered with a killing stroke, but the damage was already spreading. My remaining warriors were falling one by one. The path was becoming a slaughter ground. Blood soaked into the dirt. Bodies dropped and did not rise.Vidia’s scream cut through the chaos.I turned in time to see two of the dark figures close in on her. She stabbed one in the thigh, twisted free, and nearly made it to my side before a third figure appeared behind her and drove a sword clean through her back. The blade punched out through her chest in a wet, shining point. Her eyes found mine. Wide and Shocked. She tried to speak. Blood spilled from her mouth instead.The figure withdrew the sword and le

Elara’s POVI kept my eyes closed for a long time after that.The fire kept crackling. Ryker’s hand stayed on my cheek. Lucien still held my hand. Kael sat on the edge of the bed, quiet. None of them pushed me to talk.That was the only reason I managed to say it.“I don’t want it.”My voice came out quieter than I meant, but clear. I opened my eyes and looked at each of them.“I don’t want to carry it,” I said again. “I don’t want a child that came from that. From lies. From rape. From men who just took what they wanted. I can’t look at this and pretend it’s something good. It isn’t. It was forced on me the same way everything else was after they decided I didn’t matter.”My hand pressed harder against my stomach.“I want it gone.”The room stayed quiet for a few seconds. None of them looked angry or disappointed. They just took it in.Ryker’s thumb moved once across my cheek.“Okay,” he said. “Then we’ll take care of it. Safely. With proper healers. No one is going to make you keep

Elara’s POVI froze with my ear still against the door.“You’re my mate.”The words were clear.My stomach clenched hard—not just from the cramping, but from something cold that dropped straight through my chest but I chose to stay perfectly still, listening.Lucien’s voice came next, lower than usual.“That’s not possible.”“I felt it the moment I saw you,” the woman said. She didn’t sound angry or demanding. She sounded calm. Almost gentle. “My wolf recognized yours. You felt it too. Don’t pretend you didn’t.”Silence stretched on the other side of the door.“I already have a mate,” Lucien said.“I know.” Her voice remained calm. “I didn’t choose this any more than you did. But it’s there, whether we want it or not. Pretending it doesn’t exist won’t make it disappear.”I pulled back from the door like it had burned me.My legs felt unsteady. The pad I’d put on earlier was already warm and heavy, and another wave of cramping rolled through me, but I barely registered it. All I could

Lucien's POVThe alcohol burned down my throat, but it did nothing to settle the mess in my head. If anything, it made everything louder.Elara's voice kept replaying in my mind, especially the certainty in it when she'd told me to stop pretending I could simply reject Stella and move on. At the time, I'd been irritated by her words, partly because I didn't want to hear them and partly because some part of me already knew she was right.Fated-mate bonds could be faked. It happened even in this day and age, and the hardest part was figuring out whether a bond was genuine or fabricated.I had spent days digging into Stella, looking for something—anything—that could prove the bond was fake. I checked records, spoke to people who knew her, followed every lead I could find, and even had the bond formally investigated. I refused to accept something this important based on instinct alone. But no matter where I looked or how deeply I dug, nothing contradicted what the bond was telling me.It

"Say that again," I snarled, my voice dropping into a low growl that seemed to rattle the windows. "Look me in the eye and say those fucking words again, Damon."Damon choked, grabbing my wrist as his eyes widened at the lethal shift in my demeanor. His Alpha instincts urged him to fight back, but the sheer malice coming off me kept him frozen. "You sit in my home," I spat, tightening my grip until his breath hitched, "and you look at her scars like they make her lesser. You think strength is barking orders and throwing your weight around? You have no idea what it takes to survive what she did."I bared my teeth, the pulse in my neck hammering as I leaned closer, until our foreheads nearly touched. "I wasn't there to save my sister when bastards like you decided she wasn't 'enough' for the throne," I whispered, leaning in until our foreheads almost touched, my eyes burning amber. "I had to watch her pick up the pieces afterward. But I am standing right here now. And I swear on the Moo