Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Cursed Luna's Return : Kabanata 171 - Kabanata 180

The Shattered VowThe wind howled across the training grounds like a wounded beast, carrying with it the sharp bite of winter. Dawn hadn’t fully broken yet, but the sky was a pale smear of gray, the kind of morning that felt heavy with unspoken warnings. The pack grounds were usually alive at this hour—warriors training, omegas preparing the morning meals, patrols switching shifts—but today, a strange stillness sat over everything. A silence that felt unnatural.Aria felt it the moment she stepped outside.Her heart thudded faster, her instincts prickling. Ever since the vision in the Moon Temple, her senses had become sharper—too sharp sometimes. She could feel energy before she saw movement, feel emotions before words were spoken. And right now? She felt distress, fear, uncertainty… rolling through the pack like a low, trembling wave.Kael fell into step beside her, his jaw tight, his eyes scanning their surroundings.“You feel it too,” he said quietly. It wasn’t a question.“Yes,”

The Shadow That Walks Like MeThe night air was infused with a metallic taste—dense, sharp, and resonating with peril.I sensed it before I could see anything: a frigid pulse coursing through the forest like a heartbeat that belonged to no living being. My wolf’s ears perked up. My heart began to race. Something was observing me. Follow me. Matching my pace as if it understood the rhythm of my very soul.A growl rose in my throat.Not again. Not tonight.The Moonstone Path behind me emitted a faint glow, yet ahead, the trees loomed closely, their branches quivering despite the absence of wind.“Come out,” I whispered softly. “I’m finished running.”For a brief moment, there was no response.Then… a footstep.Then another.Slow. Intentional. Derisive.I turned abruptly.And halted.A figure emerged from the shadows of the trees—matching my height, build, and stance. The moonlight glinted off their face, and my breath caught in my throat.It was me.Or rather… a darker incarnation of my

The Night the Moon Stood StillThe wind howled against the fortress walls, as if the night itself was aware that something was about to shatter. Aria stood on the highest balcony, her hair swirling around her face, her breath uneven. The moon—her silent observer—hung heavily above the clouds, shining brighter than usual, almost as if it were warning her.Footsteps approached from behind. Slow. Controlled. Familiar."Aria," Rowan’s voice softened the atmosphere around her, yet she did not turn. She couldn’t. Her heart was still racing from the visions that had struck her only moments earlier—visions she was not prepared to disclose just yet.He halted a few steps behind her. "You left the strategy meeting too abruptly. I sensed something was amiss."Aria tightened her grip on the railing. "It was more intense this time. The pull. The pain. The memory that isn’t mine—yet feels as though it is etching itself into my being."Rowan’s breath caught in his throat. In three strides, he was be

The Silence Before the ShatterThe night was excessively still.Excessively quiet.Excessively heavy.Aria felt it the instant she stepped onto the balcony outside her chamber. The air bore an unusual weight—almost as if the sky itself was holding its breath. Below, the Silvercrest courtyard lay in tranquil darkness, oblivious to the fact that something unseen had begun to awaken.Her fingers gripped the stone railing tightly.Why does it seem as though the world is anticipating something to shatter?A gentle knock echoed behind her."Aria?" Kael’s voice was low, rough in a manner that indicated he hadn’t rested either. "Can’t find peace?"She shook her head. "I can’t pinpoint what it is… but something feels amiss."He moved beside her, his warmth brushing against her arm. For a fleeting moment, the tension in her chest subsided. Kael had always been that way—steady, grounding, a force capable of cutting through the storm within her. Yet tonight, even his presence could not entirely q

The Storm Luna AwakensThe forest was eerily silent.Aria sensed the stillness pressing against her skin like a foreboding warning. Even the wind, which typically whispered through the branches, seemed to be holding its breath. She stood at the edge of the ancient moonlit clearing, her fingers clenched tightly at her sides as the soft silver glow enveloped her face.Behind her, Ryker paced with unease. His wolf was just beneath the surface—Aria could feel the intense pull of his tension through their bond.“Something is amiss,” he growled.“I am aware,” she whispered.The ground beneath her boots pulsed faintly—soft, rhythmic, akin to a heartbeat buried deep within the earth. The Moon Temple ahead shimmered with a faint silver light, and the carved runes along its stone arches glowed brighter than ever. Aria swallowed hard. The temple was summoning her… but not in a gentle manner. Not as it had previously.Tonight, the call felt urgent.She took a step forward, but Ryker immediately g