All Chapters of Donavon's lost Luna : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 50Zuri’s POVThe morning brought a heavy fog that seemed to mirror the unease within the pack. As I stood outside, watching the warriors prepare their gear, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something monumental was about to happen. Hart approached me, his usually lighthearted demeanor replaced with solemnity. “You look like you’re carrying the weight of the world, Zuri.” “Maybe I am,” I replied, forcing a weak smile. “The rogues are too organized this time. It’s not like before.” Hart nodded, his gaze distant. “They’ve changed their tactics. This isn’t about survival anymore. It’s about dominance.” The idea sent a chill down my spine. “Do you think we’ll be ready when they come?” “We have to be,” Hart said, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “The pack needs every ounce of strength we have, Zuri. Including yours.” His words reminded me of the power stirring within me, the abilities I was still learning to control. I had made progress, but I wasn’t sure if i

Chapter 52Zuri’s POVThe sun rose over the camp, its light barely warming the chill that had settled in my bones. Morning was supposed to bring hope, but today, it felt more like a countdown. The rogues were regrouping—Javi had confirmed it. We didn’t know how long we had, but the energy in the camp told me it wasn’t much. I walked through the camp, my eyes scanning the scene. Everywhere I looked, pack members were busy. Some were reinforcing barriers with sharpened stakes; others were checking the traps laid along the northern and eastern borders. Healers moved swiftly, tending to the wounded from the last attack, their faces a mix of exhaustion and determination. I couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt. The people here had fought for me, bled for me—and it still didn’t feel like enough. The rogues weren’t just after the pack; they were after me. Their hatred wasn’t just for Donavon’s leadership but for the power I was still learning to control. “Zuri,” Hart called, his voice

Chapter 54Zuri's povThe stillness of the night was deceptive, masking the unease that had settled over the pack. My body ached from the relentless training sessions, but I couldn’t stop. The rogues were still a looming threat, and I needed to be stronger. The pack relied on me, and I wouldn’t let them down. Donavon had noticed my exhaustion earlier and tried to persuade me to rest, but he didn’t understand. Rest was a luxury I couldn’t afford—not with the elders circling like vultures, ready to rip apart everything we had built. A sharp knock on my door startled me. When I opened it, Kira stood there, her face pale and her eyes wide with worry. “It’s Donavon,” she said, her voice trembling. “The elders are challenging him again. You need to come.” I followed her to the gathering hall, my heart heavy. This wasn’t the first time the elders had questioned Donavon’s leadership, but each confrontation left him more isolated. The weight of their doubts was beginning to show in the

Chapter 56Zuri’s POVThe howls from the distance seemed to grow louder each night, echoing across the camp and through the thick trees surrounding us. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to shake the sense of impending doom that clung to the air. The rogues were closer than we had anticipated, and every minute felt like a countdown to a battle we weren’t prepared for.I could hear Donavon’s heavy footsteps approaching, his presence a familiar comfort. He opened the door without knocking, his eyes scanning the room before landing on me."You're still awake," he said quietly, stepping inside. "We need to talk."I sat up, the weight of his words pulling me from my restless thoughts. "About what?" I asked, though I already knew the answer. There was no escaping the tension between us. Donavon ran a hand through his hair, his jaw tightening. "The elders have made their decision. They want you gone. They think you’re a liability, that your past is going to bring the rogues straig

Chapter 58The atmosphere in the pack was tense as the morning sun peeked through the horizon. The previous night's chaos still lingered in the air, casting a shadow over the warriors and the pack members who dared not speak openly about the upheaval caused by Zuri’s sudden disappearance. Donavon, however, seemed colder than ever, his once fiery demeanor replaced by a hardened resolve. The rogues had been spotted again—this time at the northern border. Their persistence was unusual, but their motives had always been clear: they wanted Zuri. Now, with the elders’ whispers planted firmly in his mind, Donavon’s view of her had shifted, clouded by betrayal and rage. As the warriors prepared to face the rogues once more, Donavon strode out to the training grounds where they were gathered. His presence commanded silence, his voice cutting through the quiet like a blade. “No more half-measures. We confront them directly this time.” Kira watched from the shadows, her heart heavy. She ha