All Chapters of His Hunter Luna (English Version): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Hunter 31: A Bond of CareMy heart soared. I knew I had made the right decision. As we pulled away, our eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between us. We had crossed a line, a boundary that had separated us.As we still lying side by side on the bed and facing each other, I gathered my courage and spoke. My voice was barely a whisper. “I apologize for running away…” I managed to say. My eyes met Hades’, a mixture of guilt and relief washing over me.Hades’ gaze softened, his touch was gentle as he caressed my cheek. “You don’t have to apologize,” he replied, his voice low and reassuring. “What matters most is that you’re here in my arms.” His words were gentle, soothing the lingering guilt that had plagued me.A smile crept across my face, a response to the warmth I felt in my heart. I was about to thank him when my stomach growled loudly, a reminder of my hunger. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment as I tried to ignore the sound.Hades chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amus

Hunter 33: A Burning FuryMy eyes widened in disbelief as I read the next sentence. “This is also a purification, an ability that can heal,” the revelation was astounding.My power, the same power that could inflict such pain, could also heal. It was a duality that fascinated and terrified me. I thought about the victims of my power and the pain I had inflicted.’So that explains about the rogue’s reaction.’The thought of being able to heal them, to undo the suffering I had caused, filled me with a sense of hope and redemption. Perhaps my power was not solely a weapon, but a tool that could be used for both destruction and healing.The key, I realized, was in how I chose to wield it. I closed my eyes, visualizing the red glow that surrounded my hands. I imagined it healing, soothing the wounds, easing the pain. The image was powerful, a vision of hope amid darkness.I knew the journey ahead would be challenging, and that mastering this power would require discipline and dedication. B

Hunter 35: A Looming ThreatI knew I had to be careful, to plan my actions strategically. I couldn’t rely solely on my newfound powers; I needed to use my intelligence and cunning. I had a plan, a strategy that I had devised in the privacy of my thoughts.It was risky, but I believed it was the only way to protect Hades. I had been taught well by my grandfather, something that I didn’t expect to come in handy. It was time to put that knowledge to use, to confront the woman who threatened Hades’ happiness.The power of the Luna, a dormant force within me, was about to be unleashed. It was a power that I had never fully understood, a potential that I was only beginning to explore. But I knew it was my only hope, my only chance to save Hades.As I thought about my plan, a sense of excitement and determination filled me. I was ready to face this challenge, to stand up for what was right. I will never let myself be a pawn in their game; I was a player, a force to be reckoned with.‘And it’s

Hunter 37: A Luna’s ProclamationHarleen DavidsonAs I addressed Sabrina as Luna, a palpable shift occurred in the room. The atmosphere grew heavy, charged with an unspoken acknowledgment of her authority. It was as if the very air recognized her position, her claim to the title as the rightful Luna of the Silver Moon Pack.The atmosphere crackled with tension, the air charged with an unseen force. It was a tangible manifestation of her authority, an undeniable power. It was a powerful moment, a revelation that silenced even the high-ranking members of the pack.Dana, with her delusions of grandeur, was rendered speechless. The Thurmans, with their powerful connections, will be forced to acknowledge her authority, her as the Luna of this pack. This realization struck me like a bolt of lightning.Sabrina, despite being human, was the chosen one, the Luna destined to lead the pack. It was a revelation that filled me with awe and respect. It was a destiny that had been written in the sta

Hunter 39: Heartfelt WishI stirred from my sleep, feeling a warm, familiar presence beside me. As I opened my eyes, I saw Hades, his face peaceful in the soft morning light. His hands gently stroked my hair, a soothing rhythm that lulled me back to sleep.Snuggling closer to him, I inhaled his scent, a comforting aroma that filled me with a sense of peace. A low chuckle escaped his lips, a sexy chuckle that had become my favorite sound. Hades continued to comb my hair gently, his movements rhythmic and soothing.I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation, the warmth of his touch, the peace that enveloped me. I felt his lips brush against the top of my head, a tender gesture that filled me with a sense of peace and contentment.I woke up and felt a sense of relief wash over me. Last night, we almost shared a moment of intimacy, a passionate and tender connection. However, Hades had stopped before things had escalated, his words echoing in my mind: “You’re not ready yet.”I was grateful