THE LUNA THEY NEVER WANTED のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

CHAPTER THIRTY ONEIT JUST BEGANXANDER’S POV“I’ll call my mother,” Elena said, already reaching for her phone. “She’ll know if Ophelia is still around.”While Elena stepped aside to make the call, I turned back to Marta, lowering my voice despite the empty room around us.“How much time do we actually have?” I asked. “Truthfully.”Marta’s expression changed slightly. “The full moon rises in four days. If the pull continues to strengthen and increase at the rate we witnessed tonight, I would guess we have perhaps two days before it becomes strong enough to override her will entirely, regardless of any anchor we’ve already put in place.”Two days??.Two days to find a woman who might not even remember details buried decades deep. This is completely insane, outrageous.. Urghh. The hell. Just that to locate a birthplace lost to time, to somehow build a second anchor strong enough to hold against a pull older, faster and hungrier than anything either of us fully understood.“We’ll find

CHAPTER 33THE HUNTED ELENA’S POVI braced myself for a fight that I thought would come.Isadora’s warriors stood between us and their leader, blades drawn, but their formation looked off. They weren’t advancing toward Ophelia’s cottage and were also facing outward, away from us entirely.I tried touching his hand. “Xander.” I let out a whisper. “They’re not looking at us.”From his silence and stares.. I noticed that he could tell too, his body still tensed to fight but confusion was clearly written all over his face.Isadora stood at the center of it all, her silver hair became loose from its knot, strands sticking to her face filled with sweat. “You,” she said, “I need you to listen to me, and I need you to listen quickly.”“Why would I listen to anything you say?” I replied her back. “You threatened my family. You tried to take my life last night.”“I did,” she agreed, startling me with her admission. “Definitely believed it was necessary but not anymore.”“What changed?” Xande

CHAPTER 35WHAT WAITS IN THE VALLEY ELENA’S POVThe trees changed the moment we crossed into the valley.They stood too still, bark pale and stripped of bark in patches like something had clawed at them from the inside, and though the wind moved through the branches above us, I couldn’t feel it against my skin. Not a single leaf stirred.“This is wrong,” Isadora murmured beside me, her hand hovering near the blade at her hip. “The old texts said the mountain would test the worthy. They never said it would feel like this.”Ahead of us, torchlight flickered between the trees, faint and slightly orange, the only warmth in a place that seemed to swallow every other kind of light.“Sloane,” I called out, my voice sounding smaller than I wanted it to in the heavy silence pressing down around us. “Sloane, can you hear me?”No answer came, only the sound of our own footsteps crunching against frost that shouldn’t have existed this late into the season.Xander stayed close beside me, his body

CHAPTER 37 THE WEIGHT OF KNOWING XANDER'S POV The fire went off a few hours ago but nobody moved to relight it. Marta's body was carried to a tent but her face kept appearing in my memory. The way her eyes stayed open. The silver pendant clutched so hard her knuckles became white. She knew something obviously.. I guess she tried to tell us but now she was gone. Elena sat across from me with her knees pulled to her chest. She didn’t utter a word since we buried Marta at the valley's edge. The others gave us space even her brothers who arrived with just the morning patrol kept their distance though I could feel Caleb's eyes on me. It felt like a hot blade pressed between my shoulders. I’m sure he blames me for this and honestly.. maybe he was right. Something moved in the dark between the trees. I was on my feet before my mind could process what was going on. The shift happened quickly because one minute ago.. I was sitting and now the next I was standing with my claws out and m

CHAPTER 39 BLOOD I NEVER CHOSE XANDER’S POV We walked back toward camp in silence, snow still falling around us, Elena’s hand warm in mine despite the cold. She didn’t bring back the question I asked about Corvin. She just let me carry it, walking close enough that I could feel her there without needing to look. Something felt wrong for sure. I could feel it deep down. I could see the camp in clearer view niw but something felt off. Wolves stood in silent clusters. Warriors ringed the clearing, weapons still holstered but bodies coiled tight, like they were waiting for permission to move. “Xander.” Elena’s held onto my hand. “Something happened.” “Stay close,” I said, already moving faster. We broke through the tree line just as two of my warriors dragged a figure into the center of camp, his arms pinned behind him, his knees buckling as he walked. He shifted mid-drag, fur receding into skin, and when his face came showed, my whole body couldn’t move as I kept staring in s