All Chapters of Doctor Luna was Rejected: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

“What can it be? What is this bad omen around my family that you speak of?” Lawrence’s voice trembled with fury; his eyes narrowed as he paced the room. His anger radiated with every step, the weight of the looming war heavy on his shoulders. “Is the war that will separate me from my family not enough? Or is the Moon Goddess trying to punish me in a way I can't understand?” His tone grew sharper, each word biting as he turned to face the Mouthpiece, the appointed messenger of the Moon Goddess. The revelation had struck Lawrence like a blade, and his temper simmered just beneath the surface, threatening to boil over.“My lord,” the mouthpiece began, his voice measured appropriately, soothing, as though trying to calm a storm. “I have no control over the events that unfold. I am but a messenger, speaking the will of the Moon Goddess. The message may be bitter, but it must be delivered.” Despite the calmness in his words, the mouthpiece felt the gravity of the situation. The timing could

“I’ll be leaving soon. The war is finally upon us,” Lawrence began, his voice heavy as Camilla entered the meeting room. He watched her closely as she settled down with the kids, the weight of what he was about to say reflected in his gaze. His eyes lingered on each of them, soaking in the warmth of their presence, though the cold grip of fear tightened around his heart."I called you all here for a reason,” he continued, his tone now softer, almost pleading, though a storm and some form of fear brewed beneath his calm demeanor. “It's important I tell you this before I leave. I want to make sure I return to find my family—alive." Camilla immediately noticed the shift in his voice, the unspoken fear lurking beneath his usual strength. His words, though measured, revealed cracks in his composure. The mere fact that the Mouthpiece of the Moon Goddess was present in a conversation meant to be private to the family unnerved her. Something was terribly wrong.“There is something evil lurkin

The elders had already gathered at the training arena, their presence adding an air of gravitas to the occasion. As they made their way toward Alpha Lawrence, they joined the ranks of the army of wolves who were already assembled, their disciplined formation reflecting the weight of what was to come. The once vibrant chatter of warriors, buzzing with anticipation, slowly died down, a heavy silence descending over the crowd as Lawrence took his place at the forefront, flanked by the commandant and Mr. Chris.The army of wolves, who had been engrossed in their training exercises—muscles rippling under the strain of their rigorous exercise routines—came to an abrupt halt. Their chants, which moments ago had echoed across the arena, now fell silent. Sweat listened on their brows, but their eyes burnt with determination and an expression of strength.They had been preparing for this war relentlessly, sharpening their bodies and minds for the inevitable battle that lay ahead. The tension wa

There was no way out for either of them now. Bella and Jane had reached a conclusion: framing Camilla was the only option left for them. It was a dangerous path, but Bella was unwavering and unshaken this time. She stood up abruptly from where she was sitting, her mind already calculating the next steps. Her cold, determined gaze fell on Jane, who sat silently by the fireplace.“I’ll figure out a way to make sure Camilla offers him the food,” Bella said, her voice low and resolute. "But for now, I need to spend some time with my son. It’s been too long.” Without waiting for a response, Bella swept across the room, moving towards the door. the hem of her gown brushing the floor, and exited the chamber, the heavy door creaking shut behind her.Left alone in the dimly lit room, Jane sat in silence, her thoughts spiraling. She knew that what they were about to do was far too risky. The plan could backfire, and if it did, the consequences might be catastrophic. But what choice did she hav

The faint sound of a tiny, distressed cry echoed through the far section of the mansion, sharp enough and made Britney and Bella freeze in their tracks. Without a word, they exchanged glances and sprinted toward the source, their hearts pounding in sync. In the back of their minds, they both had the same thought: “Maybe it’s Mira.”.As they reached the end of the long corridor, they came to a dimly lit room, where they suspected the sound would have come from.There, huddled in a corner between two walls, was a small, trembling white wolf. Her silver fur shimmered in the low light, but her frame was so slight, so fragile, that it was clear she was just a child. The little wolf's soft howls were barely audible, fading to a whimper the moment her wide, frightened eyes met Britney's and Camilla’s.For a moment, Camilla stood frozen, her heart aching. “It’s her”. No words were needed to confirm what she already knew deep inside her soul—this small, trembling wolf was her daughter, Mira. C