All Chapters of EMBRACING THE FORSAKEN LUNA: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The smell of smoke lingered in the air, mixing with the sharp tang of blood and sweat. I could still hear the distant echo of the explosion in my ears as I sat up in bed, wincing at the pain that flared through my side. The healers had done their best, but even their magic couldn't erase the damage done by a point-blank shot.Maxim stood by the window, his silhouette stiff with tension. He hadn’t said much since the explosion. None of us had. The main house was in ruins, along with much of our supplies and critical plans. The damage was done—and it was clear that someone wanted to ensure I would never lead again.I tried to push the dark thoughts away, but they clung to me like the thick bandages wrapped around my ribs. Every move I made was a reminder that my position as Luna was hanging by a thread."They're losing faith in you," Maxim finally said, his voice low and grim.I swallowed hard, trying to keep my tone steady. "Who?""Everyone," he replied, turning to face me. His eye

The air was thick with tension, every shadow seeming to conceal a potential threat. The walls, usually a source of comfort, now felt like they were closing in, trapping us in this nightmare of betrayal and deception.When we reached the east wing, the scene was chaos. Guards were scattered, shouting orders at one another as they searched for any sign of the intruder. The heavy door to the archives had been blasted open, the metal twisted and warped as if some monstrous force had ripped it apart."How the hell did this happen?" Maxim growled, his eyes blazing with fury as he surveyed the destruction.I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The east wing was supposed to be impregnable, its defenses layered with both physical barriers and magical wards. Whoever had done this wasn’t just skilled—they were either insanely powerful or they had inside help."We need to secure the area," I commanded, trying to keep the panic out of my voice. "I want every inch of this wing searched. If the th

I watched the chaos unfold around me as the guards scrambled to secure the perimeter. My thoughts were a storm of doubt and anger, spinning wildly with the knowledge that the enemy had been one step ahead of us. My instincts told me that everything was connected—the stolen information, the traitor among us, and now, the breach within Silverwood.My gaze locked on Caleb, standing at the edge of the room, his expression unreadable. He had been silent during the entire confrontation, and that silence was deafening. I stepped toward him, every instinct in my body screaming that this was it. This was the moment of truth."Caleb," I said, my voice low, "we need to talk."He met my gaze, something dark and conflicted in his eyes. For a moment, he hesitated, then nodded. "Yes, Sera, we do."I motioned for him to follow me into one of the private chambers away from prying eyes. The tension between us was thick, the air heavy with unspoken accusations and questions. As soon as the door clo

The acrid stench of smoke filled my lungs as I sprinted toward the wells. My heart pounded in sync with my racing thoughts, the urgency of the situation pressing down on me like a vice. The wells—our last lifeline. If they were destroyed, Silverwood would be brought to its knees.I could hear the frantic shouts of my pack as they tried to contain the chaos. The fires from the explosion were spreading rapidly, licking at the edges of the compound, threatening to consume everything we had fought to protect. My mind raced with possible scenarios, but none of them ended well. We were cornered, and the enemy knew it.“Get to the wells!” I barked at a group of warriors as I passed them. “We can’t let them destroy them!”They nodded, their faces grim and determined as they followed my lead. But even as I issued the order, a deep-seated dread curled in the pit of my stomach. Alaric’s plan was unfolding faster than I could counter it. Every step we took, every move we made, he was already t

Negotiating with Alaric was like dancing on the edge of a blade. Every step was dangerous, every word could cut deep. As dawn broke, I found myself standing in the war room once again, staring across the table at a man I didn’t trust but desperately needed. “I’m only going to say this once,” I began, my voice hard and unyielding. “I’m not giving you free access to Silverwood’s archives. If you want my help, we do this my way.” Alaric leaned back in his chair, his expression as unreadable as ever. “Your way?” He chuckled, a sound that grated on my nerves. “And what exactly does that entail, Luna?” “Don’t mock me,” I snapped. “You’re the one who came to me for a deal. If you want what you’re asking for, you’ll follow my conditions.” His eyes narrowed, the smile fading from his lips. “You think you have the upper hand here, Sera? You’re out of resources, out of options. If I walk out that door, you’re left with nothing.” I leaned forward, meeting his gaze with a steely determ