Todos los capítulos de THE LUNA THEY NEVER WANTED: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

CHAPTER 61THE CHOICE ELENA’S POVNobody in that circle made single ass move.The moon kept climbing. I could feel it now, the way Wren must have felt it the whole ride here, a pressure building somewhere behind my ribs that had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with something ancient finally sensing how close it was to finished.“We’re not deciding this standing in front of him,” Xander said quietly, close enough that only Wren and I could hear it. “Not with an audience. Not with him watching every flicker on our faces like he’s still gathering data.”“He’ll see it as delay,” I said. “Maybe as refusal.”“Let him.” Xander’s jaw was tight. “I’m not making the biggest decision of my life performing it for a man who’s spent twenty three years turning grief into a weapon.”He turned to the High Priestess. “We need a moment away from him.”The High Priestess looked at the three of us for a long moment before nodding once, sharp and decisive. “You have until the moon crosses the

CHAPTER 63 WHAT’S LEFT WHEN THE GRIEF BREAKS ELENA’S POVNobody moved after the light disappeared.Then Wren’s knees buckled, and I caught her before she hit the ground, the same way Xander had caught her at the horses days ago, except this time she wasn’t collapsing from an attack. She was just exhausted, wrung out completely, the blue light beneath her skin finally settling into something calm and steady instead of frantic.“I’m okay,” she said, before either of us could panic. “I promise. Just tired. That took everything I had left.”“You did it,” I said, helping her sit down on the trampled grass. “Whatever that was, you did it.”“We did it,” she said, looking between me and Xander. “All three of us.”Across the circle, Corvin still knelt in the dirt, and the pack leaders who’d gathered to witness the ceremony were beginning to murmur again, uncertain what to do with a man who’d just been publicly, undeniably exposed as a murderer standing in the middle of sacred ground.The Hi

CHAPTER 65MONTHS LATERELENA'S POVThree months is enough time to rebuild more , honey… more than I expected.Finnveil's walls still carried scars from the fire, but the halls no longer echoed with cruelty the way they used to. Trent had turned what remained of his territory into something smaller, quieter, working the fields himself alongside warriors who'd stayed loyal enough to give him a second chance. Sloane stayed with him, not fully healed from anything either of them had survived, but steadier, the two of them figuring out slowly what it meant to build something honest out of the wreckage of everything dishonest that came before.Wren had taken to Gerafil like she'd always belonged there, which, I supposed, she had. The blue light beneath her skin had settled into something she barely thought about most days, just another part of her now, the way my own pendant had become less a burden and more simply mine. She'd started training properly with Marcus, learning to fight instea

CHAPTER 67 ELENA'S POVI woke to the softest sound in the world, my daughter's tiny breathing coming from the cradle beside our bed. For several seconds, I simply stared at the ceiling, almost afraid to move because the peacefulness surrounding me felt too precious to disturb. Then I turned my head and found Xander asleep beside me.His hair was messy, one arm stretched across the empty space between us, and his face looked completely different from the man I had known during our darkest days. There was no tension between his brows, no guarded expression, only the quiet exhaustion of a new father who had probably spent half the night checking whether his daughter was still breathing.I smiled to myself as I remembered how many times he had woken during the night. Every tiny sound from the cradle had been enough to make him sit upright, staring at our daughter as though the entire world depended on her next breath. Seeing him like that made something warm spread through my chest.For

CHAPTER 69 ELENA’S POV I stared at Xander's hand covering the report, refusing to look away until he finally understood that I wasn't going to let him decide what I was allowed to know. “Move your hand, Xander,” I told him firmly, keeping my voice low so I wouldn't disturb our sleeping daughter. “If this concerns my bloodline, I deserve to read it.” “Elena, I know you do,” Xander replied carefully, lifting his hand from the document. “I wasn't trying to disrespect you. I just saw those markings and immediately thought about everything you survived in Finnveil. I don't want you dragged back into that nightmare before we understand what's happening.” “I survived Finnveil because nobody gave me the luxury of ignoring danger,” I reminded him, taking the report from the table. “If something connected to my family has been uncovered, pretending it doesn't exist won't protect me. It will only leave me unprepared when the truth eventually finds me.” Xander watched me silently as I opene