All Chapters of Luna Wicken : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Braxs PovAs the enormity of my revelation sank into the room, silence took hold like a living thing, wrapping tendrils of disbelief and grief around us. Even the air seemed to thicken, laden with the weight of what Luna had become.Pearl was the first to break the silence, her voice trembling. "No, Brax. She can't be." There was a desperation in her voice, a refusal to acknowledge a reality too harsh to accept.I couldn't meet her eyes. I felt raw, like a wound that hadn't yet found its scab. "I saw her, Pearl," I replied in a low voice, each word a reluctant confession. "The shadows... they were alive around her."The memory seared through me—the specter of Luna, ethereal and yet terrifying in her power. She'd hovered above us, the embodiment of darkness, and at that moment, it was like looking into the eye of a storm I'd never wished to face.Spike, who had remained quiet until now, stepped forward, his expression serious. "There might be a way to pull her back." Spike always had a

Brax's POVSpike's grimace was evident as we materialized in a forest clearing, Daisy's magic dissipating around us. "I never want to do that again," he muttered, clutching his stomach as if he'd been thrown by a rogue wave.Despite the chaos brewing within, a quiet resolve hardened inside me. I glanced around at the unfamiliar woods, the scent of foreign wolves clinging to the air. "She's not here," I murmured, searching the tree line for any sign of Luna.But Daisy, ever the beacon of hope in the darkest times, took my hand with unwavering certainty. "Yes, she is, Daddy," she said, her voice filled with a fragile confidence that somehow seemed stronger than certainty. She began to guide us further into the trees, her small frame determined, unyielding.Their courage left me in awe; these children walked without fear, stepping into the jaws of fate with the kind of strength that left even warriors envious. As we walked, the oppressive scent of blood thickened the air, sharp and metal

Luna's POVWhen consciousness slowly drifted back to me, the world was a blurred edge of shadows and whispers. Pain clawed through every fibre of my being, leaving me weak and frozen in its tight grip. The darkness had been so consuming, a cacophony of voices that resisted every attempt at awakening. Yet, here I was, lying awake in a world that tilted between reality and dreams.Warmth enveloped me like a cocoon cutting through the cold. I blinked, trying to dispel the haze obscuring my vision, and then I saw him. Seb's face hovered above me, his expression etched with profound relief and something more—love? The sight was as grounding as it was bewildering.He held me gently, his arms a barrier against the remnants of nightmares. "Luna," he whispered, voice steady yet thick with emotion. Memories surged like a torrent, and I staggered under the weight of them. The things I'd done, the darkness I'd embraced—it all came crashing back. Panic threatened to surface, but I pushed it down,

As we walked through the door of what should have been home, the familiar scent of wood and fire warmed my senses, but there was a heaviness surrounding us, a weight only time apart could place on us. Brax's hand brushed against mine, a silent anchor in the sea of emotions swirling within. We were home, yet the ground beneath us felt unsteady, the space between us filled with years of separation, of longing and uncertainty. as they others left to give us space allowing us the space we needed to mend the fractures of our past.As Seb turned to leave, his footsteps hesitant on the wooden floor, something within me urged to bridge the chasm that had silently grown between us. "Seb," I called, my voice barely above a whisper, yet it ricocheted off the walls with enough force to stop him in his tracks. He turned, and in his eyes, I saw a complicated dance of emotions—a hurt that ran deep, but also something akin to relief."Thank you, Seb," I began, feeling the heaviness of the years I co

Brax's povAs the first light of day seeped into the room, casting a warm glow over Luna and me, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace wash over me. The night had been a testament to our love, a reaffirmation of the bond that had withstood every storm.I watched as Luna lay beside me, her breathing slow and even, her dark hair splayed out like a halo against the pillow. She looked peaceful, and for the first time in what felt like an eternity, so did I. I reached out, gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, marveling at the simple truth that she was here, with me, after everything we had endured.The past years had been hell one that i thought i would never escape but yet here i was with the one that my heat would always belong to in my arms. i had been to scared to sleep incase i woke up and this was all a dream.As Luna stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine, a soft smile graced her lips, a beacon of warmth and light. "Morning," she mumbled, her voice still lac