All Chapters of My ex-Luna came back for revenge: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

EvelynThe damp air of the tunnel clung to my skin, each step echoing faintly as I followed Clara deeper into the underground passage. My wolf paced restlessly within me, its unease growing with every stride. The rusted ladder we had climbed down loomed behind us.“How much farther?” I asked sharply, my voice cutting through the oppressive silence.“Not far,” Clara murmured, her tone curt and distant.I narrowed my eyes at the back of her head, suspicion curling in my stomach. She had been unsettlingly calm ever since we left the pack house, her focus unwavering. It wasn’t like Clara to act selflessly, and though desperation laced her movements, I couldn’t shake the feeling that she was holding something back.The tunnel gradually widened, and the faint hum of electricity buzzed in the air. Clara’s flashlight illuminated the jagged walls, slick with moisture and overgrown with patches of moss. My boots crunched against loose gravel as we approached a fork in the path.“This way,” Cl

GaiusMy wolf was restless, pacing in my mind like a caged beast. Something was wrong. Evelyn hadn’t been in bed when I woke, and my calls to her had gone unanswered. I knew she was upset cause I ordered her to ignore Clara. I had to sleep early, cause I was drained of the packs job. But I expected her by my side, later. I cursed my breathe as I stood up. Maybe she had woken up earlier and was still upset over the incident.I stood in the hallway, my gaze sweeping the pack house as dread coiled in my chest. “Where is she?” I demanded, my voice sharp as I turned to Grace, who hovered nearby with a worried expression.“She hasn’t been seen since last night, Alpha,” she said hesitantly, wringing her hands. “The guards on duty said she left with her stepsister.”My blood ran cold. Clara. Of course, it had to be her. “And no one thought to inform me?”Grace flinched at the fury in my tone. “She insisted she would be fine, Alpha. We didn’t think—”“You didn’t think,” I snapped, cutting her

EvelynThe training grounds were unforgiving, the midday sun shining down with relentless heat. My fists slammed into the punching bag with a rhythm that matched the storm in my mind. Each strike sent a sharp jolt through my arms, but I welcomed the pain. It dulled the ache in my chest, the one that had taken root ever since my encounter with Roman.“Harder,” Matthias barked, pacing behind me. His voice was sharp, cutting through the haze of my focus.I growled low in my throat, channeling the frustration into my next punch. The bag shuddered violently on impact, swaying on its chain.“Better,” Matthias muttered, though his tone carried the unmistakable edge of disapproval. “But your form is slipping.”I ignored him, my fists flying faster, the strikes becoming more erratic. Sweat dripped from my brow, stinging my eyes, but I didn’t care. All I cared about was the sound of my knuckles connecting with leather, the satisfying thud that drowned out the chaotic mess of my thoughts.“Stop

EvelynThe moon hung low in the sky, casting a cold silver glow over the gathered group as Gaius finalized the details of the mission. His voice, steady and commanding, carried through the clearing as he spoke to the soldiers and strategists around him. I stood slightly apart, my arms crossed, a stubborn determination settling over me.“We’ll move at dawn,” Gaius announced, his piercing green eyes scanning the crowd. “This won’t be an easy mission. The facility is heavily fortified, and the terrain will work against us. But if we strike swiftly, we can destroy it before Cyrus realizes we’re there.”As the crowd murmured their assent, Gaius turned to me, his jaw tightening. “Evelyn, I need you to stay behind.”“No,” I said immediately, my voice firm.“Evelyn,” he began, his tone edged with frustration, “this isn’t—”“This isn’t your decision to make,” I interrupted, stepping closer to him. “You keep saying we’re in this together. That we’re equals. But every time something like this c

EvelynCyrus’s laughter echoed through the cave, each note grating against my nerves like nails on a chalkboard. His smirk widened as he turned his attention to me, his predatory eyes gleaming with amusement.“And you, dear Evelyn,” he drawled, his tone dripping with condescension, “how the mighty have fallen. Tell me, does it ever get tiring, hiding behind stronger men?”My chest tightened, his words hitting a tender spot I hated to acknowledge. My wolf growled beneath my skin, restless and furious, but I held her back. This was not the time to lose control.“I hate you,” I spat, my voice trembling with fury.Cyrus’s smirk deepened. “Oh, I’m counting on that.”His taunts cut deep, stoking a fire that had been burning since the moment he destroyed everything I held dear. He turned to Roman, his shadow, who stood still and silent, his gaze locked on me. Something flickered in Roman’s expression—something cold and unreadable—but it was gone as quickly as it appeared.“You’re a coward,