Todos los capítulos de The Moonbound Hearts: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Chapter 11 – The Woman in the TowerDiana’s P.O.V.The tower chamber was drenched in silver light.I stood frozen in the center of the circular room, my breath trapped in my chest as the woman before me slowly turned around.My face.My eyes.My silver hair.She looked exactly like me.For a terrifying heartbeat, I thought I was staring into a mirror.The woman smiled sadly, moonlight spilling across the delicate silver crown resting upon her head.“Welcome back, Diana.”My pulse thundered.“Who are you?” I whispered.Her gaze softened. “The question is not who I am. It is why you forgot me.”The chamber trembled.Ancient symbols carved into the floor began to glow, and cold wind spiraled around us despite the sealed windows. I took an instinctive step back.Lucien stood near the doorway, watching silently.“You brought me here for this?” I demanded.His crimson eyes never left me. “You deserved the truth.”The woman descended the marble steps with impossible grace. Every movement fel

Chapter 13 – The Throne of ShadowsThe Rogue Kingdom looked as though a war god had walked through it.Smoke coiled through the mountain valleys where silver flames had once burned proudly atop the fortress walls. Black stone towers stood cracked and bleeding dust, their jagged silhouettes broken against the storm-dark sky. Several of the hanging bridges that connected the cliffs had collapsed into the abyss below, swaying remnants disappearing into endless darkness.The scent of battle still lingered in the air.Blood.Burned fur.Cold iron.And the sharp metallic tang of moon-forged weapons.Far below the Moonless Citadel, the rogue city writhed in uneasy silence. Wolves moved through the ruined streets carrying the wounded, their crimson eyes dulled by grief and fury. Ancient market stalls had been reduced to splintered timber, and silver lanterns lay shattered across the stone paths like fallen stars.This was no longer the untouchable kingdom hidden beyond the northern mountains.

Chapter 15 – The Hunt Beneath the MountainSunlight crept through a narrow crack in the cave wall, its pale golden rays cutting through the darkness and spilling across the stone floor.I opened my eyes slowly.For a moment I forgot where I was.Then I felt him.Vaughn’s arms were wrapped tightly around me, one across my chest and the other around my waist, holding me against him with instinctive possessiveness. His bare chest rose and fell steadily against my back, and every few breaths his warm breath brushed the sensitive curve of my neck.Our legs were tangled together beneath the thin fabric of my discarded clothes , our skin still carrying the lingering warmth of the night.He was asleep.I turned my head slightly and watched him in the faint morning light. The harsh Alpha I had faced in the ballroom was gone. In sleep, Vaughn looked younger, almost vulnerable, as though the weight of the pack, the war, and the secrets he carried had finally loosened their grip for a few preciou

Chapter 17 – The Diary of the DeadDarkness ebbed slowly, like a tide retreating from a shattered shore.At first I felt only warmth.Softness beneath my body.The faint scent of cedarwood and moonflowers.Then the ache returned.My eyelids fluttered open.Silver curtains swayed gently beside a tall window, and pale afternoon light spilled across an unfamiliar ceiling carved with wolves and crescent moons. For a heartbeat I didn’t recognize the room.Then memory struck.The cave.The rogues.The silver light exploding from my body.Vaughn.I pushed myself upright too quickly and pain stabbed through my skull.“Easy, Luna.”The voice came from beside the bed.An elderly healer sat in a carved chair, her silver braids falling over dark robes embroidered with moon sigils. She watched me with careful eyes.“You’ve been unconscious for three days.”Three days.My pulse quickened.“Where am I?”“The Alpha Manor.”Vaughn’s manor.The words settled heavily over me.I looked down at myself. I

Chapter 19 – The Lake Between Lifetimes “Vaughn… I saw the lake.” The words barely left my lips before the world shattered again inside my mind as I couldn't help but remember what I had just seen. The chamber disappeared. Cold air rushed across my skin. Moonlight flooded my eyes. And suddenly I was standing beside a lake. No. I was inside the memory. The water stretched endlessly before me, black and silver beneath a blood-red moon. Snow drifted across the surface even though I could smell spring blossoms in the wind. Ancient willow trees bent over the shore, their pale branches trailing across the water like grieving fingers. My heart recognized the place before my mind did. Blackwood Lake. Not the lake I knew in this life, but an older version of it—wilder, untouched, sacred. The moon hung impossibly large above the water. And I was there. A younger Diana stood at the edge of the lake, silver hair spilling over a white gown embroidered with moon symbol