All Chapters of Fake Vow, True Luna: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

OliviaLaying Nathan gently on the cold asphalt, the beam of the moonlight above painted him in a ghostly blue pallor. The weight of our dire situation settled over me like a suffocating fog, and for a fleeting second, the entire world was reduced to the rhythmic rise and fall of Nathan’s chest.Or rather, the lack of it.“Nathan?” My voice trembled, barely above a whisper. I lowered my ear to his chest, desperately seeking the comforting thud of his heartbeat.Silence greeted me. The chilling stillness of his chest and the ominous quiet threatened to drown out every rational thought.My heart lurched, and a sharp, cold panic seized me.Memories of emergency procedures I had learned long ago during my training flashed through my mind. Laying my hands on his chest, I began to push down, compressing his ribcage with firm, steady thrusts.Tears streamed down my face, blurring my vision, but my determination never wavered.“Breathe, Nathan. You have to breathe,” I sobbed, voice fraught wi

OliviaThe last thing I remembered was the inside of the man’s car. Nathan lay limp in the back seat, blood caked to the side of his head. There was a dull ache in my body, punctuated by sharp pains every time I inhaled. A broken rib, maybe. A concussion.Then, I remembered the way that the world dissolved around me, melting away the dark trees passing by the car and the sound of the engine. The last thing I heard was the man’s voice, calling out for me.“Miss… Miss? Don’t fall asleep…”But it was too late.A moment later, I found myself in the midst of a lush forest, a space where dreams and reality intertwined. Moonlight spilled through the canopy, creating a mosaic of shadows on the forest floor.With a start, I suddenly sat up and looked around frantically.“Nathan?” I called out. “Elliot? Aurora?”There was no answer. Slowly, I climbed to my feet; my pain had subsided, and as I looked down at my previously bruised arms and legs, I saw that my injuries were now gone.It was there,

OliviaThe sterile smell of the hospital room was starting to get to me, its sharpness biting at the back of my throat.Nathan stood by the door, speaking in hushed tones to a nurse, while I tried to shift myself up into a sitting position, groaning in pain. My body ached in ways I couldn’t even begin to describe, and every movement was a painful reminder of how my wolf remained dormant.Without her healing powers, I was as vulnerable as any human.Nathan’s gaze shot to me, eyes full of concern, but I waved him off.“I'm fine,” I muttered, not meeting his gaze.The door clicked softly as Nathan stepped in, his face etched with worry.“Here,” he said, reaching into a bag that Angela had left earlier when she came to visit. “Fresh clothes. Let’s get you dressed.”“I can do it myself,” I said quietly, determined not to be a burden.But when I tried to get up, the room began spinning slightly. I wavered, then felt a warm hand on my back, steadying me. Nathan.“You shouldn’t be exerting yo

OliviaThe abrupt knock reverberated through the dimly lit living room, casting ripples of tension into the serene bubble Nathan and I had been sharing. We both jumped, eyes darting towards the door, startled by the unexpected intrusion of the outside world.“Who could that be at this hour?” I whispered, glancing curiously at the front door. “Angela, maybe? She must have forgotten something.”Nathan’s forehead creased in thought, shadows from the softly flickering candlelight dancing across his sharp features. “I’m not expecting anyone,” he replied, voice thick with caution. “Let me check, just to be safe.”We approached the door, the polished wooden floorboards cool beneath our feet. Outside, the night was a tapestry of silence, broken only by the distant chirp of a cricket and the whispering leaves of the nearby trees. The full moon above cast a silver sheen, bathing everything in its muted glow.Peeking through the peephole, Nathan paused for a moment then pulled away and made a fa

OliviaNathan’s heavy sigh filled the silent room, echoing in the vast space between us. It was a sigh laden with a thousand words, a thousand fears. Each time he inhaled, the weight on his shoulders seemed to grow heavier.His hesitation was clear, but so was my resolve.“If that’s truly the path you want to follow,” he began, his voice slow and deliberate, each word chosen with care, “then I guess I don’t really have a choice in the matter, do I?”The quiet intensity of his eyes locked onto mine, searching for any hint of falter. But they found none.“Nathan,” I began, my tone matching his, “this is about me, too. It’s about our children. I can’t just stand back and let you face Ryan alone.”His jaw tightened, a slight tremor betraying his struggle. “Liv,” he murmured, “I can’t bear the thought of anything happening to you.”“You think I can handle it?” I countered, my voice rising with desperation. “You think I’m not equally as terrified at the idea of you walking out that door to