บททั้งหมดของ Loving Luna : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

The Alpha Beneath the Castle“Exactly as I planned.”Darius stared at Malachar.The ancient creature stood several feet from the altar, dressed entirely in black, looking far too human for something that had haunted generations.Tall.Broad-shouldered.Dark hair touched with silver.A face that might once have been handsome.But his eyes ruined the illusion.Red.Bottomless.Hungry.Darius pulled against the chains.They tightened instantly.Black metal burned into his wrists.He didn’t make a sound.Malachar smiled.“Still performing strength when no one is watching.”Darius’s eyes turned black.“I don't perform.”“No?”Malachar walked closer.“Then why hide your fear from her?”Darius’s jaw tightened.“I’m not afraid of you.”Malachar laughed.“I didn't say you were.”Silence.“I said you were afraid.”He leaned closer.“Of losing her.”Darius lunged.The chains snapped tight.Malachar didn’t flinch.“Much better.”“Touch Luna and I’ll tear your heart out.”“You're assuming I have o

Darius howled.The sound tore through Black Moon Castle.Every window exploded.Stone cracked.The ancient foundations groaned as though the castle itself recognised the creature standing inside it.Luna covered her ears.“Darius!”He didn't hear her.Or if he did—he didn't answer.The man kneeling before her was still Darius.Same dark hair.Same powerful shoulders.Same blood running from the wound where Fenrir’s Heart had tried to tear itself free.But the energy surrounding him was nothing like anything Luna had felt before.Ancient.Wild.Primal.His eyes were no longer blue-grey.One burned silver.The other was absolute black.Across the room, the Moon Goddess smiled through Selene’s body.“Hello, Fenrir.”Darius slowly stood.Luna’s heart hammered.“Darius?”Nothing.His attention remained fixed on the Goddess.She took one step towards him.“I waited so long.”The room shook.Fenrir spoke through Darius.“You.”The single word contained centuries of hatred.The Goddess’s smi

The northern mountains had never looked so much like teeth.Jagged black peaks cut into the predawn sky, their summits hidden behind clouds that moved against the wind.Luna stood on the highest balcony of Black Moon Castle and stared at them.Somewhere beyond those mountains were twelve wolves everyone had believed dead.Alive.Captured.Waiting.And Malachar wanted her.Alone.Behind her, the bedroom was silent.Too silent.She didn't need a mate bond to know Darius was awake.That was the strange thing.Astraea had destroyed the bond they had been born with—or inherited, or created across lifetimes, or whatever impossible truth it had become.And yet Luna knew Darius was standing behind her.Not because magic whispered his location.Because she knew the sound of his breathing.The weight of his footsteps.The way the air changed when he entered a room carrying enough irritation to frighten furniture.“You're staring at the mountains again.”Luna smiled.“There you are.”Darius came

“He knows my name.”Darius’s arms tightened around Luna.Not enough to hurt.Enough to remind her that he was there.She could feel his heartbeat against her back—too fast, uneven from pain, but alive.That mattered.Because the voice beneath the earth had silenced everything else inside her.Aurora.Terra.The Moon Goddess.All three had gone completely still.Because I gave it to you.Luna stared toward the distant horizon.Black Moon lay beyond those mountains.Home.And underneath it, something ancient enough to frighten gods had just claimed to know her.“Luna.”Darius turned her gently toward him.Her golden eyes met his.“What happened?”She tried to answer.Nothing came out.Darius’s expression hardened.“Talk to me.”“The dragon—”“First Flame,” Nyx corrected quietly.Luna looked at her.“I don't care what title he prefers.”Selene nodded.“Good start.”“He said my name.”Ragnar frowned. “You said that.”“No.” Luna shook her head. “He didn't call me Elara.”That made Nyx go s

The blade moved silently.The white-haired woman never saw it.Ignivar did.His golden eye widened.BEHIND YOU.She turned.Too late.Steel plunged forward.But it never reached her heart.A hand closed around the attacker's wrist.Bones cracked.The blade fell.The crimson-cloaked woman stumbled backward, staring at the man who had appeared between her and death.Malachar.For several seconds, nobody moved.Then Malachar looked down at his own hand.He seemed almost as surprised as everyone else.The attacker hissed.“You.”Malachar's expression hardened.“Yes.”“You were supposed to be imprisoned.”“I was.”Ignivar's enormous eye narrowed.How did you escape?Malachar glanced at him.“Black Moon has excellent cells.”A pause.“And very old plumbing.”Ignivar stared.Malachar shrugged.“I am mortal now. Apparently everyone forgot mortals can fit through smaller spaces.”The white-haired woman stepped back.“Who are you?”“Complicated.”The attacker twisted violently.Malachar release