All Chapters of THE CURSED LUNA: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Victor and his team arrived at the house, their cars were loaded with ammunition and weapons. The three vehicles pulled up behind quietly, trying not to draw attention to themselves. It was midnight, but the house was still lit up, music and laughter spilling out into the night air.Victor got out of the car, his gun at the ready. He surveyed the house from a distance, his eyes scanning the windows and doors. He signaled to the others, and they emerged from the cars, their own guns drawn.As they prepared to move forward, Josh called out from behind. "Victor, wait! Remember, we need the cursed wolf alive."Victor hesitated, his grip on his gun tightening. He had almost forgotten about that. Their mission was to capture Aria, the half-breed with the cursed wolf's blood, not to kill her.He turned to the others. "Let's move in quietly. We need to take them by surprise. Josh, you're with me. We'll take the front door. Mike, you're with Sarah. You take the back door. And Alex, you're our

Arachne nodded."The fetus's energy resonates with yours, Aria. You're approximately six weeks along."Aria's mind reeled.Pregnant?How could this be?Lyrien's face transformed from shock to awe."Aria, this changes everything," Lyrien said, his voice filled with determination.Arachne nodded."The child's presence amplifies Aria's powers. We must protect them both."Aria's thoughts swirled, torn between fear and wonder.Arachne's expression turned somber."Aria, your curse threatens the child's survival. The darkness within you may consume it."Aria's eyes pleaded with Arachne."Please, there must be a way to save my child."Arachne's voice held a hint of desperation."We need the saliva of the Seven Tower gate chains. It's the only antidote."Lyrien sprang up, his face was set in opposition."Absolutely not! Those chains are poison to Aria. Drinking their saliva could destroy her."Aria's gaze locked onto Arachne."What would happen if I drank it?" she asked, her voice laced with t

Erin swayed to the melancholic melody filling his room, his eyes closed in bliss. but the creaking door broke the spell. The old witch woman entered, her gnarled hands grasping her staff. "Erin, I sense an unusual aura," she said, her eyes narrowing. "You seem... triumphant." Erin's smile widened. "Of course, I always get what I want." The old woman's eyes widened. "You can't mean... Aria?" Erin's fingers flicked. A hidden door slid open, revealing a glass enclosure. Aria lay within, eyes closed, surrounded by ice. The old witch gasped. "Erin, how?" His smile twisted. "Now, my power will multiply. This body will be my vessel. Erin's eyes gleamed with anticipation. "Now, it's time for you to fulfill your end of the bargain," Erin said, his voice dripping with entitlement. The old witch's gaze lingered on Aria's frozen form. "Ah, the legendary cursed wolf," she whispered, awe etched on her face. "Stories of her kind have been passed down for cent

Erin seethed, pounding on the dungeon doors. "Uncle Malcolm! How could you do this to me? My pack, the Blackwoods, are the most powerful in the city!"He paced, fury burning within. "Killing Elder Edgard, a lowly family, shouldn't warrant my arrest. He hid the truth about his daughter being a Cursed Wolf, deceiving our pack and others. He deserved death!"Erin's anger boiled over. "I'm the Alpha now! Everyone falls under my rule. I've worked tirelessly to reach this level, to earn my place. Why would you deprive me of my rightful title?"His voice echoed through the dungeon corridors. "I am the future of our pack! You're blinded by outdated traditions and weakness. I will not be imprisoned over this!""Your mentality makes you unfit to lead as Alpha," Uncle Malcolm declared, his voice firm but laced with disappointment. "It's not just physical power that determines a pack's leader. Your father, if he were still alive, would be ashamed of your actions."Erin's face twisted in rage. "Ho

Erin slumped against the cold stone wall of his cell, his rotten hand throbbing with agony. The judgment's adjournment offered no solace.Suddenly, the air seemed to thicken, and the old woman witch materialized before him."Erin," she crooned, her eyes filled with ancient wisdom.Erin's gaze suddenly met hers, he looked with a mix of gratitude and desperation.She reached out with gnarled fingers, touching his afflicted area. A soothing warmth spread through his arm, easing the pain."Thank you," Erin whispered.The old woman's expression turned somber. "This respite is temporary. Your hand will soon be condemned totally if you find no cure."Erin's grip on his injured hand tightened. " I'm trying my best"The witch's eyes clouded. "Seek Aria's body immediately"Erin's determination ignited. "I will soon be able."Uncle Malcolm sank deeper into the warm bath, surrounded by the soft glow of candles and the gentle curves of scantily clad women. Wine glasses cluttered the marble counte