Before Sunset Sequel Novels & Stories

Despite being in a state of half-sleep, Luna managed to sit up and squint at the sunset over the city of Los Angeles. Furrowing her brows, Luna shifted her gaze around the room. She found herself in an unfamiliar bedroom, yet the familiar scent in the air led her to speculate that it was her husband's room – not their main bedroom in the mansion, but perhaps one of his personal spaces. Luna swung her legs over the edge of the bed and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling glass wall to get a better view of the sunset. The cityscape transformed into shades of orange as the sun dipped below the horizon. Seeing the sunset from such a height was a rare and beautiful experience for Luna.

Blood sputtered from his nose onto the debris beneath. Finish your enemy off completely. I suddenly remembered his Uncle Gordon’s voice echoing in his subconscious. Grunting, I raised his my to land another blow on the wolf’s head. Finish him off completely. “Finish him off, Leighton,” the Alpha’s voice interrupted, replacing Uncle Gordon's. Raising my hand to look at the alpha, I brought it down with even more force than I had the first time, only this time, it struck the ground merely inches from Troy’s face.

Elsa’s POV By the time we returned to the pack house, the sun was already sinking, painting the sky in hues of amber and crimson. The breeze carried the scent of pine and rain-soaked earth, and for the first time in days, I felt a little lighter. Shopping with Neris had helped me forget just for a few hours everything that had gone wrong. But as the SUV rolled past the training grounds and toward the main residence, I could sense the whispers even before we stepped out.

“I love you more.” But behind his calm face, secrets were waiting. Dinner with Serena. The Contract Trap. And the storm building quietly behind Ava’s back. Outside, the sunset gave way to night. And in the darkness, Serena smiled, already thinking about her next step.

To return weak would be worse than not returning at all. "I'll stay," Elena decided. "Six months." Jake wrestled with himself before nodding. "Where she goes, I go." "Then welcome to Moonhaven Sanctuary." Morgan stepped out of the SUV. "Your new life begins now." As Elena followed, she felt the last threads connecting her to her old life stretch and snap. Luna Elena Silvermoon was truly dead. What emerged from this valley in six months would be something entirely new. Something powerful. Something free. Ready? Zara asked as they approached the house. Elena squared her shoulders, silver eyes bright with determination. "Ready."

Sebastian, move Rebecca's things to the servant's room. He then looked at me, trying for a gentler tone. "Take good care of Rosa. Once the baby's born, we'll have a proper wedding." Screw the wedding at this point! Their smug smiles burned into my back as one of them reached for my arm, trying to pull me up. "Get off!" I shoved her away and dragged myself to that cramped little room. I shut the door, and just as I was about to lie down to relieve my headache, Rosa's syrupy voice drifted through the door.

He would quietly snuggle beside Damien on the sofa, sometimes falling asleep against his father's arm. That warmth, that perfect family unity he had once taken for granted and even found somewhat annoying when he was in a hurry. Our family of three would sit together chatting about everything and nothing, playing simple games, just being together. But when Damien reached out to touch the space beside him now, he only found cold emptiness. The sofa felt too big, the room too quiet, his life too hollow. Just then, Thomas appeared in the doorway with the information he'd requested. "Alpha, confirmed. Luna has officially returned to Silvermane Pack and was crowned as Silvermane Pack's new Alpha

The next chapter (CHAPTER 117) will be the start of PART 2 of their story with the title THE DARK FAE LUNA. Part 2 will still continue under this book.

He had been here moments ago. She closed the door and hurried outside, heading for the stream where she and Sean often spent their evenings together—just the two of them, away from duty, away from the pack. It was their place. As she neared the area, weaving through the tall grass and trees, a sound stopped her. Moaning. At first, she thought she was imagining it. But it grew louder—real, unmistakable. It was coming from behind the waterfall, where they used to sit together.

But as the sun changed its color and warmth, even going further than they initially planned, they found nothing. “We should probably go back before the darkness hits the ground. It’s too risky at night.” Zeev suggested which the other two immediately agreed to. So, as the sunset approached, they went back to where they came earlier. Zane didn’t expect they’ll find anything on their first visit, so he wasn’t feeling like they just wasted their time. After all, Crescent Luna was not just new to him but for Tyr and Zeev, too, so they were really searching in a foreign land despite their sharp senses.