All Chapters of Revenge Of The Reborn Luna: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Lucian’s POVI stood there, staring at the door that Gwen had just slammed in my face. For a moment, I didn’t move. I was too stunned, too caught off guard.I could still hear the echo of the door crashing shut, and feel the vibration of it. That wasn’t like Arlene. Arlene would’ve fought me.She would’ve stood her ground and thrown whatever insults she could muster. But Gwen? She ran. She hid.That difference gnawed at me.I let out a frustrated breath, my hands curling into fists at my sides. My wolf growled low, unsettled. Everything about Gwen confused me. Her face, Arlene’s face, taunted me, pulled at old wounds I thought had healed.But nothing about her added up. She was different in all the ways I didn’t expect, and I couldn’t decide if that was a good thing or if it made her more dangerous.Without thinking, I shifted, my body melting into the form of my wolf as my muscles stretched and fur erupted across my skin.I took off into the woods, letting the wind rush past me, my p

Gwen’s POV After the meeting with Lucian, I felt like I could finally breathe. Lucian’s rules were clear, his chambers were off-limits, and I couldn’t cross the staircases to his private area. Fine. I didn’t need his personal space, I just needed him to trust me or stop treating me like an enemy. On my way back to my room, I heard footsteps behind me. Turning around, I saw Ethan catching up to me, his face relaxed as usual. He flashed me a quick smile. “Hey, Gwen, mind if I walk with you?” he asked. I shrugged. “Sure, it’s not like I have much choice in the matter.” Ethan chuckled, shaking his head. “You’ve got more choice than you think, trust me.” We walked side by side in silence for a few moments before he spoke again. “You know, I’ve been thinking about what you said earlier. About your story.” I glanced at him, trying to gauge where this conversation was headed. “And?” He tilted his head slightly, looking at me as if he was trying to see straight into my soul. “I believe

Lucian’s POV Inside, I couldn’t shake it. The way Gwen had stormed out, the tension that still hung in the air gnawed at me. I stood there, staring at the door she had slammed behind her, my thoughts racing. My gut was telling me something wasn’t right, and my wolf wasn’t making it any easier. "She’s hiding something," my wolf growled, a low rumble I could feel deep inside. His frustration mirrored my own, clawing at my insides. I let out a long sigh, running a hand through my hair. Maybe she was hiding something—maybe not. But I wasn’t the type to just sit around and wait. I had to know. The way she threw that name at me, "Gwendolyn Silverfang," felt like a challenge, as if she wanted me to dig into her past. Fine. I’d do exactly that. Without wasting another moment, I grabbed my phone from my pocket and dialed Ethan’s number again. He was the only one I trusted to get to the bottom of this, no matter how deep he had to go. The phone rang a couple of times before I heard his voi

Damien’s POV(Back at the Crescent Moon Pack (Gwen’s original pack)The room was finally mine.I sat back in the Alpha’s chair, running my fingers over the polished wood of the desk, taking it all in. This was my desk now. The weight of responsibility didn’t feel as heavy as I’d thought, it felt like power. Pure, unfiltered power. And it felt good.For so long, I had been the one in the shadows, taking orders. Gwen was always barking commands, expecting everyone to fall in line. Especially me. I was her second-in-command, but honestly, most days, I felt more like her errand boy."Damien, do this." "Damien, handle that." "Don’t you think you should’ve done it like this?"I chuckled, shaking my head. The amount of times I had to grit my teeth and just… take it. She loved lording her power over me, always reminding me who was in charge.Well, not anymore.I grabbed the bottle of whiskey from the table, pouring another glass. The amber liquid swirled as I raised it to my lips. "Here’s to

Lucian’s POVAfter addressing the crowd, I watched as they slowly filed out of the hall. Even though I could sense the doubt still lingering in the air, I was relieved that no one openly challenged me.It would take time for them to accept what I’d said about Gwen, and I knew I couldn’t force them to believe right away. But at least they were willing to consider it, and that was something.Once the last person left, I let out a breath I didn’t even realize I’d been holding. Gwen, standing beside me, looked exhausted.She hadn’t said a word the entire time, but I could feel the tension rolling off her. When she finally spoke, her voice was soft."Lucian," she said, looking up at me with tired eyes, "I think I need to rest. This has been... a lot."I nodded, understanding completely. "Of course," I said. "You’ve been through enough for one day,”She gave me a faint smile and turned to leave with one of the servants. As she walked away, I couldn’t help but feel a mixture of emotions.Rel