All Chapters of Red Moon Girl: Bride of the Lycan King: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

DARANThat night felt cold, even though the wind barely stirred. I stood at the edge of a cliff overlooking the dark forest below, trying to calm my restless mind. The usual soothing sounds of nature now felt foreign, as if they were hiding something.Eve emerged from the shadows, her steps quiet and measured. She always had that presence—soft yet unpredictable. She stopped a few feet from me, studying my face as if looking for answers I wasn’t even aware I was hiding.“You okay?” she finally asked, breaking the silence.I nodded, even though peace was the farthest thing from my heart.Eve sighed, clearly unconvinced. “Daran, I know this is weighing on you. But you can’t keep going like this.”I turned my gaze toward the forest, avoiding her piercing eyes. But she didn’t back down.“I think all this is happening because you’ve lived too long,” she said softly, her tone gentler. “When you’ve been through so much, it gets hard to tell what’s real and what’s just shadows of your fears.”

JONEAWhen the reindeer sleigh stopped, I froze, staring at the giant tree in front of me. It towered so high the top was barely visible, and its trunk was so wide it looked like it could hold an entire village inside. The tree felt alive, glowing faintly from the cracks in its bark, radiating a magical aura that was both calming and mesmerizing.But the most shocking part wasn’t the tree—it was the scene around it. Dragons of all sizes roamed the area. Some floated gracefully in the air, while others moved on the ground, their massive forms exuding a kind of elegance I never thought possible.As soon as we stepped off the sleigh, every dragon there froze for a moment, then bowed deeply in respect. Their gazes were fixed on Aland, reverent, as if they worshipped him.“Dragon King!” one of the dragons roared, its deep voice echoing in the air.I froze. “Dragon King?” I whispered, staring at Aland in confusion.He gave me a small smile and extended his hand, inviting me into the magnifi

JONEAI sat on the edge of the bed, still feeling the warmth of Daran’s chest that had been my resting place moments ago. Now, I’d put a small distance between us. My heart was full of questions, but I didn’t know where to start.“So all this time, you thought I was afraid of you?” I asked, breaking the silence.Daran turned toward me, his dark eyes filled with doubt. “Isn’t that true?” he replied. “For humans and other creatures—especially werewolves—my kind is terrifying. That’s why they’re always trying to kill or get rid of lycans like me.”I shook my head softly, my heart heavy from his words. There was sadness he didn’t show, but I could feel it. His dark eyes carried a loneliness that made me hesitate to touch him, even though I wanted to.“No,” I said firmly, though my voice wavered slightly. “You’re not scary at all.”Daran raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “Oh? Is that so?”I swallowed hard, trying to steady myself. “Actually, you’re… too handsome. It makes it hard to

OWENMy steps felt heavy as Eve and I entered the airport terminal. The place was as energetic as always—bustling crowds, constant announcements blaring over the speakers, and the chaos of luggage being wheeled around in a hurry. But this wasn’t just another trip. We were here for a purpose: to make sure Jonea stayed safe.I glanced at Eve, walking gracefully beside me, her oversized sunglasses covering half her face. She dragged a massive suitcase with ease, as if it weighed nothing. But I knew better than to underestimate her.“What are you doing?” I muttered, nodding toward her suitcase. “We’re just here to keep an eye on Jonea. What’s with the oversized baggage?”Eve barely turned her head, smirking from behind her glasses. “Curious about what’s inside?” she teased, her tone sly. She paused for a moment before cracking the suitcase open just enough for me to peek inside.I was stunned. Among the neatly folded clothes, I caught the unmistakable glint of concealed magical weapons—a

JONEAI stared at Hunter’s hand still gripping my wrist. There was desperation in his grasp, like he was holding on to something that had already slipped away. His breath was heavy, and the blood at the corner of his lip hadn’t dried. But I knew it was time to end this—not with anger, but with clarity.I gently pried his hand off and knelt in front of him. Now our eyes were level, and I could see the depth of his pain. But this wasn’t something I could heal.“Hunter,” I began softly but firmly. “I’ve said this over and over, but I’ll say it again—I’m in love with Aland.”His eyes blinked slowly, as if trying to reject the truth.“I don’t want to give you false hope,” I continued. “I respect your feelings, but I can’t return them. So tell me, what do I need to do to make you let me go for good?”He didn’t reply. Tears rolled down his cheeks, but he didn’t wipe them away. I stood up and exhaled heavily. My heart ached, but I knew this was the right thing to do.Without looking back, I w