All Chapters of BETROTHED TO MY LUNA OF TWO WORLDS: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Adrian’s POV I didn’t plan to appear in her house. It just… happened. One moment, I was somewhere else, my thoughts tangled and restless, my chest tight for reasons I didn’t fully want to face. The next moment, the world shifted, bent, and snapped into place. I was standing in Rose’s living room.... again. The first thing that hit me was the silence. Not the calm kind. The wrong kind. The kind that presses into your ears and makes your instincts scream even before your mind catches up. I didn’t move immediately. I stood there, letting my body adjust, letting my senses stretch out slowly, carefully. Her scent was there. But it was weak. Fading.... like she hasn't been here for days. Like a memory that had already begun to slip away. My brows drew together. That wasn’t right. When Rose was around, her presence was always clear to me. Soft, warm, steady. Even when she wasn’t in the same room, I could feel her nearby. Now? It felt like she had been erased in a hurry. “

Adrian’s POV The mansion felt wrong the moment I stepped in. It wasn’t quiet — the mansion was always quiet — but this was different. It was the kind of silence that pressed against the skin, the kind that followed you, the kind that reminded you that things were shifting without your permission. I stepped fully inside, the doors closing behind me with a dull echo. The scent hit me immediately. Lucy. She was close. Too close to miss. I didn’t slow down. I didn’t turn my head. I didn’t acknowledge her presence even though I could feel her eyes on me, could feel the tension in the air the moment she realized I had returned. She stood near the entrance hall, pretending she was just passing by. Pretending she wasn’t waiting. Pretending she wasn’t hoping. I walked past her. Straight through the hall. Straight toward my study. I didn’t owe her anything. Not a glance. Not a word. Not even anger. Anger would mean she still mattered in ways she shouldn’t. Behind me, I felt

Adrian POV The night feels heavy. Not dark—just heavy. The full moon hangs above the Luna shrine, wide and bright, watching everything like an unblinking eye. Its silver light spreads across the clearing, touching the stone floor, the ancient pillars, the carved symbols that have existed longer than I have lived. Wolves are everywhere. Not ordinary wolves. Powerful ones. Alphas from different territories. Leaders. Elders. Warriors. Wolves from lands far and wide, all gathered in one place. Their scents mix in the air...dominance, age, strength, authority. It presses against my chest, but none of it compares to the weight already sitting there. This is it. This is what everything has been leading to. I stand at the front of the shrine, beside Lucy. She looks… calm on the outside. Too calm. But I can smell her fear. It seeps through the air, sharp and restless. Her hands twitch slightly at her sides, even though she tries to stand tall, tries to look like the Luna they expect

Adrian POV Pain was the first thing I felt. Not sharp. Not sudden. Deep. Like something heavy was sitting on my chest, pressing down on my lungs, on my heart, on my soul. I tried to breathe, but the air felt thick, like I was drowning on land. My eyelids fluttered. I forced them open. We are not at the ritual site anymore?. Light greeted me, soft and silver, glowing from everywhere and nowhere at once. The ceiling above me wasn’t stone or wood. It looked like it was made of moonlight itself, moving slowly like mist. I groaned. The sound felt weak. Wrong. I had never sounded like that before. “Adrian.” That voice. I turned my head slowly. Caleb. He was standing close, his face tight with worry, his jaw clenched like he was holding himself together by force. Behind him stood Matthew, quiet, watchful, his eyes darker than usual. I tried to sit up. Agony ripped through my body. I cried out before I could stop myself. “Don’t,” Caleb said quickly, placing a hand on my sho

Rose POV The world moved before I could understand it. One moment I was standing beside Adrian, still holding onto him after everything that had just happened. My heart was still racing from the escape, from the vampires, from the way he had suddenly appeared and taken me away. The next moment... Everything changed. The air shifted. The space around us bent. And then we were somewhere else. I didn’t even see the movement. It felt like blinking and waking up in a different world. We were standing in a quiet sacred place. The air there felt calm but heavy, like the space carried power. The ground was smooth stone. There were ancient markings around the walls. A soft light filled the place even though I couldn’t see where it came from. Three people were there. Caleb. Matthew. And the old woman Adrian had mentioned before… the Seer?. They were already looking at us. Shock was written clearly on their faces. Their eyes moved from Adrian… …to me. Before anyone could speak.