Todos los capítulos de The Reborn Plus-Sized Luna!: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

I increased my pace and arrived in the judgment hall before I knew it. The entrance doors to the judgment hall were wide open, so just by standing at the front of the entrance doors, I could see everything going on in the room.I remained quiet as I walked in, before I took my seat on the high chair and faced everyone. Including Gabriel, Séraphine's uncle… and Beta Miguel, his wife, and their daughter, Kelly, whose entire body, except her face, was covered in bandages.They all stood before me at the center, unlike the others who were sitting at the sides. Well, except for Kelly and her Mom, who remained together on the ground. Though, there was something strange. Wasn't Kelly supposed to be Miguel's daughter? Why then did she have the scent of Gabriel and not Beta Miguel?“What is going on here, Beta Miguel? Aren't you and warrior Gabriel supposed to be at the border? Why are you here? And your wife?”.“And isn't your daughter supposed to be locked in prison? I am sure I never ord

Séraphine's pov, I opened my eyes and found myself in a sort of garden. There were beautiful flowers everywhere. I happened to spot a lady figure ahead of me and paused because she felt so familiar to me. Her long curly silver hair was left untied and rested beautifully on her back and her shoulders. The lady held a rose in her hand, while she sat next to the surreal water fountain. She was shining so brightly and didn't look real. I got closer to her until I could see her face. “Mom? Is this really you?”. Tears filled my eyes as I asked her. “Séraphine? My child”. She said to me. Her voice was just like what I had remembered in my head. My lips trembled as she stared at me, letting go of the flower in her hand as she stretched out her arms.“Mom!”. I cried out and hurried towards her, seeking comfort in her sweet embrace. I shut my eyes tightly as I held onto her. “I- I miss you so much, Mom. I missed you!”. I buried my face in her shoulder as I said. I was too afraid to

“Hey, what is wrong with you, Daxter? Are you playing a joke on me right now? Because if you are, I want you to stop it at this moment”. “It's not funny, Daxter”. I said to him. ‘Did you push him hard?’. Sarah asked me. ‘No, I didn't. He must be faking it to get me to pity him’. I told Sarah, but the more I looked at Daxter and saw him struggle to breathe as he clenched his chest, I knew for sure that he was not merely pretending.Something was going on with him. For real. I gasped and quickly squatted next to Daxter. “What is going on?! Tell me how you are feeling!”. I said to him, but it was difficult for him to say something. “No. This won't do. I must call the pack's doctor”. I said and quickly rose to my feet, about to hurry out of the bedroom. But Daxter grabbed my ankle and stopped me. “N- no. Don't go”. Daxter said to me. He was sweating, with beads of sweat sliding down his temples. He let go of my ankle and his hands began to tremble. I sighed in defeat, before I ca

“The- the moon goddess?”. I muttered, not believing what I was seeing. “Are you, by chance, the wolf pup my wife brought back home?”. I raised an eyebrow as I asked her. “I can't believe I let them see me in my weak state”. I heard the Moon goddess mutter. She didn't exactly reply to me. She floated towards me until her feet slowly touched the ground. “Focus, Daxter. I have something important I must tell you. But first, I want to show you what happened”. The Moon goddess said, and with just a wave of her hand, the color of the sky changed, turning blue. Since this was her vast consciousness, it was not too surprising that she had power over how everything functioned. I continued to stare above me, until some pictures began to come together and forced some scenes. “Let's start with that one”. The Moon goddess pointed a finger at a particular scene, and the other scenes went aside as the scene she had pointed at began to play. It started with a young man with dark

Séraphine's pov, I stood at the center of the battlefield, the place we call, "The outlands”, and I was wearing a coat made from fox skin. Snow fell bit by bit on my body. My body was covered in blood, and my hands holding the daggers trembled. My lips had cracked. My hair was left scattered as it swayed back and forth, having no certain direction. And my breathing was heavy as I managed to keep on standing. Every breath I took made vapor, caused by the bitter cold, escaping my nose. Lying lifeless around me and way beyond were werewolves who had died at the cost of the war. Sarah was badly injured and needed time to heal. I could not wait for her to heal. Not when that bastard was taking the fight to my throat. After he learned that I was the one in charge of leading the warriors into battle, he had made his warriors fight against me like a madman. They did not bother to strategize their movements. If it weren't for my secret warriors operating in the dark, I fear