All Chapters of The Reborn Luna:Blessed by the moon Goddess : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Sheila's POVBack at the Northern Tribunal, the disclosures from the River Fang weighed heavily in the air. The scrolls we had found indicated a network of betrayal that was deeper than I had ever imagined. Allegiance to Damian had poisoned the names and faces I had once known as friends. As we approached the main hall, Kloss was waiting, his countenance a mix of anxiety and anticipation. Bollard came forward and handed him the sack of scrolls without saying anything. Kloss took it seriously, his gaze narrowing as he examined the contents. "These names…" Kloss murmured, his voice tight and angry. "They were part of the plot all along."I watched him read through the scrolls, feeling the tension in the room. Each name seemed to widen the gap between us and those who had previously vowed allegiance to the pack. It was a betrayal that wounded deep, creating wounds that would be difficult to mend. "What do we do now?" Bollard inquired, breaking the stillness that had fallen over us. Klos

Chapter 13I stood on the balcony of Kloss's castle, staring out over the huge territory that now felt strangely familiar. The moon hung low in the sky, its silvery light creating an ethereal sheen over the area. The chilly night breeze carried the aroma of pine and earth, a reminder of the untamed forest beyond Kloss' kingdom's borders. Kloss stood silently beside me. It had been weeks since the disease spread, and owing to my abilities, we had been able to avert the disaster that threatened his pack. My status had risen, and those who had questioned my role as Kloss's future Luna now cowered and remained silent.Kloss turned to face me, his blue eyes reflecting the moonlight. "Sheila, you've done more for my people than I could have ever asked for," he remarked, his voice a deep rumble that seemed to resonate through me. I grinned, feeling a warm sensation stretch across my chest. "I did what was necessary, Kloss. They are your people, and now they are also mine." He reached out a

The days after our victory against Richard and his grandma were filled with activity.Our pack had sustained enormous losses, both in terms of personnel and infrastructure. The once-pristine fields of our realm had been ravaged by conflict, and the air was heavy with the scent of grief and uncertainty. I found myself laboring tirelessly, traveling from one injured pack member to the next, using my healing talents to repair broken bones, close gaping wounds, and calm traumatized minds. The thankfulness in their eyes thrilled my heart while also weighing hard on my conscience. If only I had discovered this unexpected strength sooner, we may have spared so much blood.As I finished mending a young warrior's damaged arm, I sensed a familiar presence behind me. Kloss's muscular arms wrapped my waist, and I leaned back into his embrace, feeling strengthened by his constant support. "You need to rest, Sheila," he said softly, his breath warm against my ear. "You've been at this for days."

I have seen what Margaret can do. She must be halted."I gestured, feeling a tad of trust. Perhaps these new wolves could assist us with winning.As I went to show the new wolves where to go, a noisy, terrifying thunder consumed the space. I twirled around, my heart beating. At the edge of the backwoods, I saw something that made my blood run cold.It was a beast, greater than anything I'd at any point seen. It seemed as though a wolf, yet in addition like a shadow. It was just about as tall as three men remaining on one another's shoulders. What's more, sitting on its back, looking cheerful in a startling manner, was Margaret."Little Luna," Margaret's voice blast, seeming like it was wherever immediately. "Did you figure you could stow away from me? Did you figure your little walls could keep me out?"I stood upright, not having any desire to show how terrified I was. "We're not stowing away, Margaret," I yelled back. "We're pausing. Come and get us, assuming you're not kidding!"Ma

Sheila's POV:My heart beat as I watched Margaret's dim armed force approach. With very little time, I shut my eyes and zeroed in the entirety of my energy on sending a psychological call to Kloss."Kloss! It's a snare! Margaret's here! We really want assistance!" I projected energetically, trusting our bond was sufficient for the message to contact him.Waking up, I realized I couldn't simply sit tight for salvage. I needed to act. Rapidly, I accumulated a little group of confided in wolves."We should caution different packs," I let them know in a quieted voice. "Margaret's power is developing. We really want partners."Under the front of dimness, we got out of the pack lands. We moved quickly through the woodland, ears alert for any indication of Margaret's powers.As we voyaged, my psyche hustled. How had Margaret made due? What was the wellspring of her new powers? I shivered, recollecting her abhorrent snicker.We had almost arrived at the line of the adjoining Silver Moon pack