All Chapters of The Rejected Luna’s Hidden Legacy : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

POV: Aela"You're not supposed to be here."I stopped walking. The voice had come from the ocean … not from behind me, not from the cliffs, from the water itself. I turned in a slow circle. Nobody. Just the beach, the dark line of the cliffs, the sleeping lights of the settlement, and all that black water stretching out past everything I knew.I looked down. The star on my wrist wasn't glowing the way it usually did, soft and half-asleep. It was blazing."I know," I said.The ocean moved. One wave. Then another. Not like an alarm. Like a door swinging open on a hinge that had been waiting years to turn.I put my hand in the water.•Everything came at once. Thousands of voices … Silvercrest, Blackthorn, Frost City, the Vael, children and elders and soldiers and scholars, people praying, people laughing, people asleep with no idea I could hear them dreaming. The Bond had always felt like something underneath the world. Now it felt like people. Millions of small, breathing lives, all at

POV: Senior Moon Priest"You knew."Felicia's voice was quiet, which was worse than shouting. The symbol on Orion's map still glowed behind her. The seventh bell had gone silent. Nobody in that room was breathing normally except her.I didn't answer.She stepped closer. "You knew there was another civilization."Still I said nothing."You knew the expedition crossed."I closed my eyes. That was answer enough."How long?"I made myself say it. "Since before the first crown was placed on a Chosen Queen."The room came apart. Council members shouting over each other. Lucien's hand went to his weapon before his mind had caught up with it. Only Seren didn't move … she watched me the way her mother used to watch a lie unravel, except there was no triumph in it. I wasn't defending myself. I couldn't. Shame doesn't leave room for defense.•I ordered the oldest archive opened. It had never happened in public, not even during the worst of the old crises. Three priestly seals, then blood, then

POV: CaelTHUMP.The whole chamber shook with it, but I didn't just hear it. I felt it land in my chest like a fist.THUMP.My hands went cold. My chest pulled tight, like something was reaching in and squeezing."Cael?" Mother's voice, sharp, somewhere behind me.I couldn't answer her. My gift had woken up without asking me first, and it wasn't reaching toward one person anymore. It was reaching toward everyone. A mother crying for a daughter she hadn't seen in years. A child's excitement at hearing another world for the first time. An old man remembering someone dead three hundred years. A soldier certain contact meant war. A girl terrified of being taken because of what she could do.Thousands of feelings at once, none of them mine, all of them inside me.I hit my knees."Cael!" Dad was there instantly, hands on my shoulders.I grabbed his arm hard enough to bruise. "Dad … don't let me listen.""Then stop."I looked up at him with tears already running. "I don't know how."•Everyo

POV: SerenThat isn't a ship.The thought lands half a second before the water beneath us splits open, and I'm already gripping the rail when Orion shouts for everyone to the center of the deck. Aela stumbles into me. I catch her wrist without thinking, and her pulse is going so fast I can feel it in my own palm.Hundreds of thresholds bloom across the water like something exhaling light. A voice says, You brought the children, and I don't know who spoke it, only that it moves through my chest instead of my ears.Cael goes rigid beside Lyra. His jaw locks, his hands curl, and I know before he says anything that he's caught the crew's terror and it's about to become his own."Nobody jumps overboard!" Orion's voice cracks on the last word.The ship lurches. I go down on one knee, drag Aela with me, and when I look up the water is gone. In its place: a gate taller than our masts, black stone veined with light, wide enough to swallow us whole.A woman steps onto its threshold like she's d

POV: Aela“They know you’re here.”The words hit my wrist before they hit my ears. The star burned there, one point gone dark, another glowing with a light that didn’t belong to my world. I looked up and the second doorway was already open. Something moved inside it, patient, unhurried, like it had been standing there longer than I’d been alive.Seren screamed my name.I didn’t move. I couldn’t.Ten minutes earlier, none of this had a shape.The chamber floor split first, thin blue veins racing under my boots like something waking up beneath the stone. A guard beside me dropped to his knees, hands pressed to his skull, muttering in a language that made the hair on my arms stand up. Cael flinched so hard he knocked into Lyra, and I felt it too … thousands of minds surfacing at once, pressing against the inside of my skin like a crowd trying to get through a door too small for them.Maevra barked orders nobody obeyed. The guards wouldn’t form the perimeter. Their spears hovered, uncerta