All Chapters of SoulBound: The Shattered Luna: Chapter 71 - Chapter 79

Serenity I let exhaustion claim me, and I drift off to sleep, basking in the electrifying tingles of Tay's proctection. I feel this a soft, warm presence in my mind. A tiny, childlike voice whispers, “I’ll protect you, Mama. But they’re coming for us.”I jolts awake, realizing my unborn daughter was warning me. The next morning, we hosted a memorial celebration. The air was thick with the bittersweet scent of incense and wildflowers, a mixture that carried a weight of remembrance and hope. I stood beside Tay in the graveyard, my hand resting protectively over my growing bump while we faced the pack. Meadowood was finally whole again. A sanctuary rebuilt from ashes, with stronger borders and an unyielding sense of unity. Today's memorial celebration wasn’t just for those we lost; it was a declaration that we had survived and would honor their sacrifices.The statue, carved from shimmering white stone, stood tall in the center of the graveyard. It depicted a wolf howling at the moon,

Serenity Of course, we weren’t ready. How could we be? I was nearly due to give birth, my body heavy and slow with the life growing inside me. Magic was out of the question—my reserves drained, my focus scattered. And fighting? That wasn’t even an option. The dirt from the last battle was barely settling, and here we were again, staring down the barrel of yet another unknown threat. Tay’s doubts about the witches stung more than I wanted to admit. How could he even entertain the idea that they were a danger to us? They had been nothing but loyal, their magic instrumental in rebuilding Meadowood and protecting our borders. And beyond their contributions, their presence had brought us closer as a pack. Wolves who once distrusted magic now found their mates among the witches. We were stronger together, weren’t we? The tension between Tay and me lingered in my chest like a weight I couldn’t shake. I needed clarity and answers that would hopefully put his fears to rest. If Elder Ton

Unknown Person The lavish hotel suite was draped in silk and velvet, its dim lighting casting shadows across the ornate furnishings. The faint crackle of the fireplace filled the room as the man leaned back in his leather chair, cradling the newborn in his arms. The baby stirred slightly but didn’t cry, his tiny hands curling into fists as if already prepared to fight the battles that awaited him. The man’s sharp, angular features softened as he gazed down at his son. “He will be strong,” he murmured, brushing a finger along the baby’s smooth cheek. The woman, poised and regal, watched from the chaise lounge with a calculating expression. Her emerald eyes gleamed as she sipped from a glass of crimson wine. “He will be more than strong,” she said, her voice smooth as silk. “He will be unstoppable.” A knock at the door interrupted them.

Serenity The hospital room was quiet except for the soft hum of the monitor and the faint cries of newborns down the hall. The sterile scent of antiseptic mixed with the faint sweetness of tulips, a gift from Jordyn, who had enchanted the bouquet to ward off negative energy. Amethyst Aurora Lemon lay swaddled in my arms, her tiny features peaceful as she slept. She had a shock of dark hair and the most delicate fingers, already clutching onto my heart with a grip stronger than I ever imagined possible. Tay stood by my side, his eyes never leaving her face. He looked exhausted but awestruck, as though he couldn’t believe this tiny miracle was ours. “She’s perfect,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. I smiled, feeling a rare moment of peace despite the shadows that had been haunting us. For now, everything felt right. But peace never lasted long. A cold breeze swept through the room, extinguishing the soft glow of the enchanted tulips. Tay stiffened immediately, his

JavonteI leaned back against the oak tree at the edge of Meadowood territory, the sun dipping low in the sky and painting the landscape in hues of orange and gold. It had been a year since the last shadow lingered near our home, and months since the chaos surrounding Amethyst began to fade into distant memory. For the first time in what felt like forever, peace had settled over Meadowood, soft and unassuming, like a gentle spring rain after a brutal storm.I closed my eyes, inhaling the crisp air, the scent of pine and earth grounding me. It felt strange and this peace. For so long, I had been caught in a whirlwind of anger, fear, and frustration, driven by the need to protect my family from forces I barely understood. Yet here I was, standing in the calm after the storm, unsure of what to do with myself now that there was nothing to fight.The sound of laughter reached my ears, pulling me from my thoughts. Serenity’s voice floated through the air, light and melodic while she chased