Semua Bab Forgotten Luna: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Elsa's povMy paws ached, every muscle screamed in protest, but I couldn't stop. We had to keep moving. Damien, just ahead of me, glanced back, his golden eyes filled with concern. "Elsa, we need to rest," he said, his voice low and rough.I shook my head, my breath coming in ragged gasps. "Not yet. We have to reach the Whispering Falls before nightfall."The Whispering Falls. Our last hope. Lyra had told us about it, a hidden sanctuary deep within the mountains, a place where the Shadow Council couldn't reach us. It was a long and dangerous journey, but it was our only option. The Shadow Council had regrouped, stronger and more determined than ever. They had driven us from our home, scattered our pack. We were on the run, desperate to find a safe haven.We pushed onward, the forest floor a blur of green and brown. The air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. The silence was broken only by the crunch of leaves beneath our paws and the occasional call of a bird.

Damien's pov The roar of the battle echoed around me, a chaotic symphony of snarls, howls, and the clash of teeth and claw. My muscles burned, my breath came in ragged gasps, but I couldn’t stop. I had to keep fighting. For Elsa. For Lyra. For our pack. For our future.My task was the most straightforward, yet arguably the most dangerous: a full-frontal assault on the main gates of Eldoria. A diversion, Lyra had called it. A necessary sacrifice to draw the Shadow Council’s forces away from Elsa and her infiltration team. I knew the odds were stacked against us, but I also knew that our survival depended on the success of this distraction.I lunged at a hulking shadow wolf, its eyes glowing with malevolent red light. Its fur bristled with dark magic, making its movements faster, its strikes harder. I ducked under a vicious swipe of its claws, my teeth sinking into its flank. It yelped in pain, but retaliated with a powerful blow that sent me sprawling.I scrambled to my feet,

Damien's POVThe Shadow Council leader, a grotesque parody of a wolf, lunged at Elsa, a swirling vortex of dark energy surrounding its claws. I roared, throwing myself between them, taking the full force of the blow on my shoulder. Pain exploded through my body, a searing agony that sent me sprawling.I hit the stone floor hard, the air knocked from my lungs. I struggled to breathe, my vision blurring. I could hear Elsa’s frantic cries, the snarls of the Shadow Council leader, the clash of claws and teeth. I had to get up. I had to protect her.Through the haze of pain, I saw Elsa battling the leader, her movements swift and deadly, but the leader was stronger, faster, fueled by dark magic. Its attacks were relentless, a barrage of claws and teeth that forced Elsa back, step by step.I pushed myself to my feet, ignoring the throbbing pain in my shoulder. I staggered towards them, my legs shaky, my body screaming in protest. I had to do something, anything, to help her.I lunge

Elsa's povI felt suffocated by darkness of recent events unfolding rapidly around her. Every breath felt suffocatingly heavy like pulling it from depths of a stubborn fog. Battle had ended but the war inside me still raged fiercely beneath the surface of my turbulent emotions. A gaping chasm had opened up between me and the world now, creating separation I hadn’t anticipated somehow. I wasn't entirely certain about bridging that particular gap somehow. Damien lingered near me throughout that whole duration. He never left me, not even in my deepest sleep. His presence felt eerily familiar somehow, comforting and deeply unsettling at same time. I desperately wanted to hold on tightly so he could pull me out of this dark haze but something way down inside me couldn't shake fear that I might badly hurt him. I pushed myself up really slowly, wincing at the pull of incredibly sore muscles beneath my skin. Wounds healed remarkably fast yet pain still lingered beneath the surface. It wasn't

Elsa's POVSilent morning hours got disrupted by wolves softly murmuring in hushed tones beneath a misty waterfall. Day was unfolding slowly and I wasn't ready yet. I sat on a flat rock near water, letting the sound of falls overwhelm my thoughts completely underwater. Mist from rushing water kisses my skin coolly beneath soothing sunlight. I yearned deeply for serenity like forest surroundings but my heart stubbornly refused calmness. Whenever darkness enveloped my face I saw battle scenes unfold relentlessly. Dark magic lurks beneath the surface of mysterious realms. Agonizing discomfort somehow settles deep within. It clung fiercely, refusing to fade no matter how much time slowly passed by me.“Elsa?”I turned my head to see Damien standing a few feet away. I swiveled my head, noticing Damien standing fairly close nearby. He looked pretty worried these days somehow.“I didn’t mean to bother you,” he said, his golden eyes soft.“You’re not bothering me,” I replied, though my voice ca