All Chapters of Loving Luna : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

187 Chapters

1. The Beast in the Dark

Luna Vale first heard the creature lurking beneath the city while standing ankle-deep in someone else’s blood. It pooled across the cracked concrete, thick and glossy under the flickering warehouse lights, slowly soaking into her canvas shoes as rain hammered the rusted roof above like a thousand impatient fists. The sound echoed through the abandoned structure in hollow, metallic waves, as if the storm itself had broken in and refused to leave. The man at her feet was still breathing. Barely. His chest rose with a wet, uneven rattle, each inhale sounding like it scraped against broken glass. One hand twitched beside a silver knife, just out of reach, his fingers weakly curling as if he still believed he could finish what he started. Luna had no idea who he was, why he'd attacked her, or what had sent him flying across the warehouse before he could kill her. One moment she'd been walking home in the rain, and the next she was here, standing over a dying man who looked at her like she

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2. The Alpha's Claim

The howls started up again, this time much closer and longer. Luna's heart hammered in her chest as she watched the wolves gather outside the broken warehouse doors. Their eyes glowed like tiny lanterns cutting through the rain. They didn't come inside, though. They were just waiting, watching. For her. Darius Blackwood stood between Luna and the entrance, his shoulders tense beneath his soaked coat. He'd been staring into the darkness ever since he introduced himself. "Stay behind me," he commanded. Luna crossed her arms. "You really love telling people what to do, don't you?" His jaw tightened. "And you really love ignoring me." "I don't take orders from strangers." "You already met one tonight." His gaze flickered to the dead man on the warehouse floor. "He tried to kill you." Luna swallowed. The body had shifted back into a normal, pale, lifeless human form. If she hadn't seen it happen, she'd have thought it was impossible. "I'm calling the police." She reached for her phone

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3. Safe Nowhere

The rain was coming down in buckets, turning the city into a swirly mess of neon lights and rushing water that just washed blood into the gutters like it was no big deal. Streetlights flickered through the downpour like dying stars, and every wet surface shimmered with crazy, broken colors – reds, blues, and sickly greens all bleeding into each other, like the city couldn’t make up its mind what it was. Luna couldn’t stop shaking. It wasn’t just the cold, it was everything. She hugged herself, her nails digging into her arms, trying to trick her brain into believing none of this was real. That she hadn’t seen men turn into wolves. That she hadn’t watched golden eyes blaze in the dark like living fire. That she hadn’t felt something inside her just… switch on – something huge and wrong and powerful enough to make the air itself hum. Her wounds had healed like they were nothing. Power had exploded out of her like she wasn’t even in control. No way. It couldn’t be real. It shouldn’t be.

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4. The Blackwood Estate

The first thing Luna noticed was warmth. It wasn’t the soft mattress beneath her, or the subtle scent of cedar and sandalwood in the air, or even the faint whisper of wind against tall windows. Just warmth. It felt like a heavy, protective blanket, chasing away the freezing rain still lingering in her dreams, like her body had finally been pulled from a storm it had been drowning in for far too long. Her eyelids fluttered open slowly, reluctantly, as if they didn’t quite trust what awaited them. A crystal chandelier hung from a vaulted ceiling painted with intricate silver wolves mid-run beneath a full moon. The artwork seemed almost alive in the morning light, as if the wolves might stir any second. Sunlight streamed through massive floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing a bedroom so vast it made her chest tighten—bigger than her entire apartment, bigger than anything she'd ever been in before. Silk curtains swayed gently in the morning breeze, brushing softly against polished glass. Dark

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5. The Council's Judgment

The word "executed" kept echoing in Luna’s head, bouncing around until it felt like it was stuck inside her skull. For a moment, everything else just vanished – the fancy furniture, the sunlight streaming through the windows, even the comforting smell of coffee. It all faded, replaced by one simple, terrifying thought: she had only survived one night, and now a group of strangers was deciding if she’d get another. Luna pushed herself up from her chair, her hands trembling against the polished wood as if the room had tilted. "I'm leaving," she announced. No one moved. No one even looked surprised, which somehow felt worse. "I mean it," she said, her voice firmer this time, though still laced with disbelief. "I’m not sitting here while people I’ve never met vote on whether I live or die." Darius met her gaze, completely unfazed, as if he'd already expected this. "If you leave this estate, you'll be dead before you reach the gates." "You don't know that." "I do." His certainty was a

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6. Bound by Fate

The silence in the Council chamber was so thick, it felt like a physical weight pressing down on everyone. The words "mating bond" hung in the air, a spell cast long ago that couldn't be broken, leaving Luna struggling to catch her breath. Her chest felt like it was being squeezed by invisible hands. She looked desperately at Darius, searching his face for any sign of denial or confusion, anything to suggest this was a mistake. "No," Luna whispered, her voice fragile. "No... that's impossible," she added, shaking her head as if she could physically dislodge the words from the air. No one answered. The silence that followed was worse than any argument, confirming everything without a single word. A nervous, disbelieving laugh escaped her lips as she stepped back, her heel catching slightly on the polished floor. The sound echoed too loudly in the vast room. "You've all made some kind of mistake," Luna said, her voice rising, trembling. "This is... this is insane." "There is no mistak

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7. Three Days

The Council chamber emptied slowly, as though even the building itself was reluctant to release the weight of what had just been decided. Long black robes swept across the polished marble floor in a rustle of fabric and tension as the council members filed out in uneasy silence. The air still felt charged—thick with judgment, fear, and something far more dangerous: uncertainty. Some of them cast quick, fearful glances toward Luna as they passed, as if she might suddenly ignite or vanish. Others looked at her with open, unsettled curiosity, like she was a puzzle they had not yet decided whether to solve or destroy. Not one of them smiled. Not even out of politeness. Luna stood exactly where she was, as if her feet had been rooted into the marble. She was aware of everything—the fading footsteps, the distant echo of the massive doors closing, the faint shift of air as power left the room—but she could not bring herself to move. Her heart was still racing, hammering so hard she could

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8. The Archives

Morning sunlight slipped through the tall stained-glass windows in fractured ribbons of gold, red, and deep blue as Darius led Luna deeper into the oldest part of Blackwood Estate. The air shifted the further they walked, growing cooler and heavier, as if the mansion itself was exhaling a long-held breath. The mansion felt different again. The polished marble halls, ornate chandeliers, and expensive artwork that had defined the upper floors were gone entirely, replaced by something far more ancient and unforgiving. Now it was all rough stone walls instead of carved wood, each block fitted so precisely it almost looked unnatural. Time had not softened this place—it had only deepened it. Iron sconces lined the corridor at uneven intervals, each holding flickering flames that burned without oil or wick. The firelight trembled as they passed, throwing long, shifting shadows that seemed to move a half-second too late, as if reluctant to follow them. “This place feels…” Luna searched fo

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9. The Book That Chose Her

With a deep, booming sound that echoed like distant thunder, the heavy bronze doors of the Archives slammed shut behind them. Luna flinched instinctively. The reverberation lingered for several long seconds before an almost palpable silence settled over the vast space. She slowly turned, taking it all in. The Archives were nothing like she’d ever imagined. Towering bookshelves stretched endlessly into the darkness, disappearing far beyond her sight. Ancient ladders climbed toward impossible heights, and narrow stone bridges connected upper galleries suspended far above. Thousands of candles, untethered and unheld, floated in midair, bathing the immense chamber in a soft, golden glow. Dust motes danced lazily in the air. Despite the obvious age of the place, it didn't feel abandoned; instead, it felt… alive. "It's beautiful," Luna whispered, her voice lowered without her even realizing it. Keeper Alden smiled. "It remembers being called that." Luna looked at him, puzzled. "What does

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10. The Forgotten Queen

The silence in the Archives was so thick it felt like a physical weight pressing down on everyone. Nobody moved or spoke, their gazes all fixed on the open book floating in front of Luna. Its pages glowed with a soft, lifelike light. Luna couldn't tear her eyes away from the portrait within. The woman in it looked *exactly* like her – not just similar, but identical. The same eyes, the same dark hair, even the small scar under her chin, the one Luna got when she fell off her bike at eight, was perfectly mirrored as if the image had been lifted straight from her own life. Her stomach churned. "This is impossible," Luna whispered, her voice barely a sound in the huge room. She looked up at Keeper Alden, desperately searching his face for any hint that this was some elaborate prank. "Someone painted this." Alden slowly shook his head, his expression grave. "No one painted it." Luna's breath hitched. "But… that's me." "No," Selene said softly, stepping closer to the floating book as if

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