All Chapters of The Luna they cried monster: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Calista’s povWas it when he had said the word ‘mate’ at the dungeon? Or was it when his hand brushed mine back at my pack home? Was it when he had defended me in front of my people? Or was it when he had almost kissed me a few days ago?I couldn’t tell. But whatever bond that we shared was hurting seeing him with someone else.My fingers tightened painfully around the stem of my wine glass.Why does this hurt so much?The question filled me with equal parts frustration and shame.Magnus and I had never spoken about what existed between us.We had spent long nights surrounded by dusty books in the laboratory.We had laughed together over strange discoveries buried inside forgotten manuscripts.We had shared quiet conversations beneath the steam of a hidden hot spring.That was all.He was the King and I was only a researcher.So why did it feel as though every graceful step he shared with Stella was pulling my heart apart?I lowered my eyes before anyone could see the tears threatenin

Magnus’s pov“Say that again.”My voice came out as little more than a whisper, but it carried enough menace to silence even the wind moving through the royal gardens.My fingers tightened around the front of Jake’s uniform, digging so deeply into the thick fabric that I heard the first sharp rip of stitching give way beneath my grip. I lifted him higher against the cold stone of the fountain until his boots barely brushed the ground.“Go on,” I said, my eyes never leaving his. “Say it one more time, and I will make sure you never speak another word in this life.”Jake struggled to breathe. His face darkened to an ugly shade of purple as he clawed desperately at my wrist, trying to pry my hand away from his throat. Every gasp sounded more strained than the last.“Alpha!” Calista yelled out. “Stop!”I held onto Jake as he was slowly losing his breath before Calista came to me and touched my arm.“Please,” she pleaded in a softer tone. “Don’t do this. You could kill him.”I felt a monst

Calistas povMagnus closed the remaining distance between us until my back brushed against the edge of a large oak desk.The sudden closeness stole my breath. Heat radiated from his body.His scent wrapped around me, making it impossible to think clearly.“You have to stop,” he said through gritted teeth like he was holding back the weight of the world on his shoulders. I’m trying here.”“What am I to you?” The question left my lips in a whisper. I forced myself to hold his gaze. “Am I your secret? Your hobby? A distraction?”I gulped hard and swallowed the tears that threatened to show up.“Calista…”“Am I just the shiftless girl you enjoy spending time with until duty forces you to marry the woman everyone expects? I deserve the truth. I need to know exactly what you want from me. Because I refuse to stay in this palace as someone’s second choice.”For one second Magnus simply stared at me. Then something inside him broke.I scoffed. “I came here for research. Possibly to serve my t

Magnus's povI gave Homer a chair, a cup of strong tea he didn't touch, and as much patience as I could summon while every instinct in me screamed to shake the truth out of him faster. Calista sat beside her father, gripping his hand so tightly her knuckles had gone white, and Kaelen stood guard at the door, ensuring no one else would overhear what was about to be said."Start from the beginning," I told him. "All of it. No more half-truths, Homer. Not tonight."Homer's shoulders sagged, as if the words had been waiting decades for permission to leave him."Calista is not my daughter," he said. "Not by blood."The room went still. Calista's hand dropped from her father's grip."What?" she breathed.Homer finally looked at her, and his eyes were wet. "You are my daughter in every way that has ever mattered, do you understand me? My blood or not, you have been my daughter since the night I found you.""Found me," she repeated numbly. “What is going on? All this time my life was a lie?”

Magnus's povThe word execution had barely left Garrow's mouth before I was on my feet, my body moving before my mind had finished deciding what it intended to do."You will not touch her." My voice tore through the training grounds with enough force that several of the gathered nobles flinched. "I vouched for her before this tribunal not twelve hours ago. That vow still stands.""A vow made in ignorance of exactly what she is capable of," Garrow shot back, gesturing at the shattered blade still scattered across the cracked earth. "You saw what happened here, Your Majesty. An ancient artifact obliterated. Every torch on these grounds extinguished in an instant. If this is what she does while merely defending herself, imagine what she could do provoked."Murmurs of agreement was heard through the gathered elders. I looked past them, to where Calista still stood in the wreckage, her face pale, her eyes wide like she was already accepting their verdict.I would not let her accept it.The