All Chapters of I am the Real Luna: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Raven’s heart thundered in her chest. Every muscle in her body tensed as she sprinted through the dense forest, the thud of her footsteps drowned out by the deafening rush of blood in her veins. The sound of paws hitting the forest ground reverberated through the forest, growing louder and closer with each passing second. Panic surged within her as fear gripped her. She realized whoever they were, they were coming for her, and they were closing in on her. Raven’s breath came in ragged gasps, her lungs burning with exertion and fear. Sweat trickled down her forehead, mingling with the tears that welled up in her eyes. She felt desperate and alone as the forest itself conspired against her, its branches reaching out like gnarled hands, snagging at her clothes and scratching her skin, impeding her desperate escape. Raven was pulled to a stop when she made a bad step, breaking her footing. She managed to bite her tongue just as when she was about to scream. A metallic tang seared ou

Lorcan woke up with a start when an electrifying shock shot through his chest as if a bolt of lightning had struck him while he was fast asleep.Lorcan’s face turned red in pain as he clenched his jaw tight. He fell off his bed and curled in pain as he gripped his shirt right above his chest until his knuckles turned white. Lorcan couldn’t breathe, his whole body quivered badly as hot tears trailed at the corner of his eyes. His wolf whimpered weakly inside of him as they both felt the jolt of pain that surged through their body.After a whole minute of holding the ache in, the pain was gone. It completely disappeared like the pain didn’t happen. “R-Raven,” Lorcan whispered desperately as he forced himself to push himself up from the ground. “It can’t be,” Lorcan thought to himself as fear and disbelief coursed through him.He was just peacefully sleeping when the mate bond he had with Raven suddenly broke apart. Unexpectedly, the connection he had with Raven is gone. He and his w

“Alpha! Alpha!” Sebastian groaned when he heard someone already calling out for him when they hadn’t even entered his office yet.Shouldn’t they enter the room first and pay him respect before shouting for him outside like the whole Pack was on fire?Sebastian dropped his pen on the table and scratched his eyes; he stretched his arms a little until the person who was calling him outside suddenly barged inside the room with a worried and frantic look on his face. Sebastian’s brows furrowed when he saw his Beta’s panicked reaction. He looked like he had seen a ghost and was about to faint anytime. Sebastian instinctively ruffled his hair in stress. He already felt stressed even though he still hadn’t heard what the problem was yet. Recently, Sebastian had received nothing but problems and bad reports from their Pack. He is trying his best to keep their Pack afloat, but no matter the amount of effort he gives for the Pack, something bad always happens, which only adds to their problems

Sebastian never ceased in his search for Raven, just like he never ceased searching for his lost sister. As days continued to pass by, Sebastian’s determination to find Raven never wavered, just like how he never gave up on the search for his lost sister after so many years of failed investigation. Since the Moonvalley Pack has already given up their search for Raven, he made it his job to look for Raven. He has resolved to himself that he is not going to stop looking for her until she finds her body, dead or alive, just like how it was also his duty as the only living member of their family to look for his lost sister. The Nightshade Pack is known for being the only Pack who have “scouts” — a rank of werewolves who are assigned to search for missing people. Aside from searching for missing people, a scout’s job also includes gathering information or intel inside and outside the Pack to gain knowledge and formulate a strategic plan based on the information gathered. In the human

Ophelia took a step back every time that the peculiar woman would take a step forward. Ophelia held a guarded expression on her face as she watched the unfamiliar woman’s every move. Her instincts urged her to create a safe distance between them. Ophelia sniffed the air to identify the strange woman in front of her. Although she looked dangerous, Ophelia felt unsure of her real intentions. If she was really here to harm her, just like the rogues, she would have done something by now. Ophelia’s brows furrowed when she smelled no scent from her. All creatures should have a scent that is specific only to them. With a werewolf’s keen sense of smell, Ophelia should be able to trace a scent from her. This was the first time that Ophelia met someone who smelled nothing. As a Luna, there’s no way that her keen sense of smell would fail her. The only reason why she can’t trace any scent from her is because she smells like nothing. Ophelia locked eyes with the unidentifiable woman in front