All Chapters of The Luna He Can't Forget: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

DANTEI stared at Seth, my mind still reeling with a mix of disbelief and anger. The revelation that my own father, Donovan, had a sexual relationship with Darlyn was like a punch to the gut. For me, it’s disgusting. I couldn’t believe how Darlyn was involved with my father. And how does my father touch Darlyn knowing he wants her for me. Disgusting!"Seth, tell me the truth, is it true? Did you really witness Darlyn and our father together?"Seth's eyes met mine, filled with a mixture of determination and sadness. He took a deep breath before responding, his voice laced with a sense of responsibility. "Yes, big brother, it's true. I saw them together. I didn't want to believe it at first, but I couldn't ignore the evidence anymore. I knew I had to expose the truth, for your sake."My heart sank, the weight of Seth's words crashing down on me. I struggled to comprehend the depth of betrayal from both Darlyn and my father. I mean, not in romantic betrayal. But I feel more… awkward and

DANTEThe next morning, I decided to call all my people from the pack and gathered them in a vast field. I have an important announcement to make. Standing tall before the gathered crowd, the weight of responsibility settled upon my shoulders. The morning sun bathed the field in a golden glow, lending an air of solemnity to the moment. All eyes were fixed upon me, their expressions ranging from curiosity to uncertainty.Taking a deep breath, I raised my voice, projecting it with unwavering determination. "My fellow pack members," I began, my words carrying across the expanse. "Today, I stand before you not only as your leader but as a son who has been betrayed! It is with a heavy heart that I announce a decision that has been forced upon me."The murmurs rippled through the crowd, a symphony of curiosity and anticipation. Whispers of judgment and doubt reached my ears, casting doubt upon the path I had chosen. But I remained steadfast, my gaze scanning the faces before me, searching f

DANTE Today, I decided to pay Leonora a visit. As I walked towards Leonora Taylor's house, my mind was filled with a whirlwind of thoughts. The weight of recent events pressed heavily upon me, and I couldn't shake off the uneasiness that lingered within my heart. I knew that Leonora was a wise and perceptive woman, and I couldn't help but wonder if she already knew the truth about Darlyn and her malicious intentions. "Seth must have informed her," I muttered to myself, my brows furrowing in deep concern. "She's a mother who would do anything to protect her daughter, just as I would for Lyza. I must make her understand the danger that Darlyn poses to both our packs." As I reached Leonora's house, I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the conversation that lay ahead. I couldn't afford to hold back any longer. It was time to face the truth and seek guidance from someone I respected and trusted. Entering Taylor’s residence, I found Leonora sitting by the window, her wise eyes gazin

In the small town of Uria, outside the borderline of Henesy City, Darlyn seethed with anger, her mind consumed by a burning rage that fueled her every thought. Her fists clenched tightly as she paced back and forth, the weight of her mother's betrayal heavy upon her shoulders. She directed her fury towards the one she believed was the catalyst for her downfall—Lyza."Lyza... it's all her fault!” Darlyn muttered through gritted teeth, her voice dripping with venom. "Since she entered our lives, everything has crumbled. She has stolen everything from me!”Her mind raced with images of Dante and Lyza together, their happiness mocking her in the darkest corners of her mind. The thought of their love flourishing, while she was left to suffer in exile, fueled her anger, intensifying the storm within her."She thinks she's won, that she can take everything away from me!” Darlyn growled, her voice trembling with a mix of fury and despair. "But I won't let her. I won't let her destroy me. You

Darlyn stepped into the bleak streets of Ovion City, a place devoid of life and hope. The air hung heavy with the scent of despair, mingling with the lingering stench of poverty and desperation. Dilapidated buildings lined the worn-out roads, their weary facades telling stories of struggles and shattered dreams. The city seemed frozen in time, a forgotten corner where rogues and outcasts sought refuge.As she approached the White's home, the sight before her was even more dismal than she had anticipated. The house stood in disarray, its weathered walls and crumbling structure bearing witness to years of neglect. The roof sagged under the weight of time, its once vibrant color faded to a muted gray. The gate, rusted and crooked, gave an eerie impression of a barricade warding off unwanted visitors.A wave of revulsion washed over Darlyn as she stepped closer, the putrid odor assaulting her senses. She wrinkled her nose in disdain, but her determination remained unwavering. This rundown