All Chapters of The Moonbound Hearts: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 72 - The Doubt and The UnknownVaughn's P. O. V. I examined the adjoining sitting room, checked behind the heavy curtains, and searched the narrow space between the bookshelves and the stone walls. Every instinct in me insisted that Diana had been here only moments earlier, yet the room offered no explanation for her disappearance.The absence of her presence frightened me more than I wanted to admit.I moved toward the desk, studying the papers and the symbols drawn across their surfaces. Some resembled the markings I had seen during our recent memories, while others were unfamiliar. I could not make sense of them, but the sight of those ancient symbols tightened the uneasiness in my chest.Had Lucien brought Diana here to investigate something connected to her past?Or had she discovered another memory?My thoughts grew darker with every unanswered question.I forced myself to breathe and continued searching, examining every shelf, every cabinet, and every corner where a h

Chapter 74 - The MazeVaughn's P. O. V. My fingers tightened against the edge of the desk.I had spent years believing that my mother was dead.The memory of her disappearance had been one of the few wounds I had never allowed myself to examine too closely. I remembered the grief that had consumed our family, the fragments of information I had been given, and the certainty with which everyone had insisted that she could never return.After the truth about her connection to the Shadow Moon Cult emerged, I had begun to question everything I thought I knew about her final days.Now Kael was standing before me with evidence that threatened to overturn the little certainty I had left."Get to the point," I said, although my voice sounded rougher than I intended. "What did you find out about my mother?"Kael drew a breath before answering."The former Luna—I mean, your mother—was never actually dead, Alpha.”For several seconds, I could not process the words.I stared at him, waiting for h

Chapter 76 - The Answer A Son Would DemandMartha's P. O. VI told myself that I was doing it for Vaughn, that I would remain alive long enough to protect him from a distance, and that I could find a way to undermine the Cult from within when the opportunity finally presented itself. I told myself that I could deceive the Ancient Wolves as easily as they had deceived the world about my death.Those were the lies I used to survive the first few years of my captivity.Eventually, I stopped pretending that my decision had been entirely forced upon me.I had agreed to become the head of the Shadow Moon Cult, and I had used my knowledge of the packs, their rivalries, and their hidden alliances to restore the organization that the Ancient Wolves wanted to control. I had gathered followers, recovered forbidden records, and helped the Cult establish its influence in places where its name had once been spoken only in whispers.Every step took me farther from the woman I had been before my husb

Chapter 78 — The Secrets of Our BirthElara’s P.O.V.The sound of approaching footsteps shattered my thoughts before I could decide what to do next.I looked towards the door, my heart giving a sudden, uneasy thud as the familiar voices of my parents drifted through the corridor. They had returned from the Shadowfang Kingdom much earlier than I had expected, and judging by the sound of their footsteps, they were not in the mood for a casual conversation.For a moment, I remained beside my vanity, staring at the wooden box that contained the broken pieces of the silver pendants. I had barely finished making my promise to Diana when reality reminded me that I was not the only person in this family who had secrets to protect.I hurried to close the box and slipped it into the deepest compartment of my wardrobe, concealing it beneath a stack of folded clothes. After checking that nothing remained on the vanity that might attract unwanted attention, I crossed the room and glanced through t

Chapter 80 - The Truth Behind Our BirthsDiana’s P.O.V.The afternoon had been unusually quiet in the Rogue King's territory, but the silence did little to ease the uneasiness that had settled inside me.I sat beside Vaughn in one of the private chambers Lucien had allowed us to use, while Lucien himself stood near the tall windows overlooking the distant forest. We had spent much of the morning discussing the strange memories that had surfaced through the moonstone, the mysterious guardian connected to Vaughn's past, and the truth that continued to elude us.Every answer seemed to lead us toward another locked door.The memory of Elara holding the curved silver dagger still troubled me. I could not decide whether she had been trying to save me or whether she had played a part in my death, and the uncertainty was becoming more painful than either possibility.Vaughn had noticed my silence several times, but he had not forced me to speak. His hand rested over mine, and the steady warmt