《Rise of the Forbidden Luna》全部章節：第 31 章 - 第 40 章

The heavy warmth of Ethan’s forehead resting against mine was the only thing keeping my fracturing sanity grounded.My heart felt heavy like a trapped bird, the massive secret of my limbo dimension still weighing heavily in my mind. But before I could even swallow the painful lump in my throat to offer a reassuring word, the double doors of the medical suite swung open.Beta Thomas strode into the room, his massive, armored frame tense. His face was hardened into a grim mask of pure shock."My Lord," Thomas barked, bowing his head in tight compliance before looking directly at Ethan. "We have a security breach in the lower levels. The commander we captured three days ago... he was found dead inside his high-security cell less than ten minutes ago. He was poisoned with concentrated wolfsbane before the morning interrogation shift could begin."The air in the medical suite instantly turned cold, turning thick with a suffocating, terrifying wave of pure Alpha fury.Ethan slowly lifted h

The deafening, chaotic roars of the border battle slowly began to fade, replaced by the heavy, suffocating crackle of burning military trucks and the thick stench of wet mud and blood.I stood entirely frozen in the center of the crimson-stained trench, my chest heaving in ragged, shallow gasps as the adrenaline slowly drained from my veins. My hands were trembling violently, but my grip remained tightly locked around the hilt of the silver blade. The edge of the weapon was dripping with the dark blood of the two warriors I had just ruthlessly killed. I wasn't a helpless victim anymore. I was a weapon of pure vengeance, and watching Alpha Richard’s front-line vanguard crumble beneath our boots fed the unyielding fire inside my soul.A sudden, towering shadow loomed directly over my frame, completely blocking out the cold morning light.I looked up as Ethan shifted back into his striking human form. He looked like an absolute, bloodconscious demon. His dark imperial armor was smeared

The freezing mountain air shattered into millions of icy fragments as the first wave of the undying army crawled directly out of the black, smoking trenches.I stood paralyzed for a fraction of a second, the blinding blizzard whipping my hair across my face as my eyes locked onto the horrifying spectacle. These weren't regular Werewolf warriors. Hundreds of skeletal, phantom silhouettes clad in ancient, rusted iron armor were rising from the snow, their empty eye sockets burning with a terrifying, ethereal blue flame. They held massive, jagged broadswords that caught the bruised crimson tint of the fractured sky. The heavy, suffocating scent of dust and pure death flooded my lungs, making my inner wolf howl in absolute, instinctual terror inside my mind."Form the line!" Beta Thomas roared, his deep voice cutting through the roaring mountain storm as he drew his massive broadsword. "Shield the King's perimeter! Drive these abominations back into the abyss!"A vanguard of fifty heavily

The deafening, monstrous roar of the newly summoned undead phantom commander violently shook the foundations of the obsidian plateau, sending a massive shockwave of black magic tearing through the heavy mountain snow.But the terrifying sight of the giant skeletal warrior raising his phantom broadsword didn't even register in my mind. My eyes were tightly locked on the man standing in front of me. Ethan stood completely motionless in the center of the howling blizzard, his broad shoulders trembling as the raw, suffocating weight of my deep deception crushed his spirit. His gaze was entirely dead, replaced by a cold, hollow void of absolute heartbreak. He didn't shift into his Lycan form to face the incoming monster. He didn't look at the trenches. He just stared down at me, his chest heaving in ragged, shallow gasps as if my silence had physically punctured his lungs."Aria..." Ethan whispered hoarsely, his deep baritone cracking with an agony so intense it ripped my heart into jagged

The iron gates of the Royal Palace slammed shut with a heavy, deafening clang that echoed through the stone courtyard like a funeral knell.I stepped out of the truck, my boots hitting the wet cobblestones as the freezing rain washed the phantom ash and dark mud from my clothes. All around us, the courtyard was a scene of pure devastation. The proud, invincible vanguard that had marched out ten thousand strong was completely broken. The medical team were frantic, screaming orders as stretcher after stretcher was hauled from the trucks. I watched with a bleeding heart as the cold, hard numbers settled into the ledger. Out of the ten thousand elite Lycan soldiers who had marched into the Forbidden Mountains, only six thousand had made it back alive, and almost every single one of them had critical injuries.Ethan stepped out of the lead vehicle, his towering frame casting a long, dark shadow across the pavement. He didn't look at me. His posture rigid with the heavy weight of a monarch