All Chapters of Forgotten Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Caspian's POV:“You, my friend, are a very draft fellow. Of course, I knew they were sealed but not anymore,” I reply, taking a seat.I see Raider look at me with a tired expression. He has always been wary of my words because I could be quite foul with them.“I was about to get to that. I know how to unseal them,” I reveal, a sly smile spreading across my face. “Like I said, I have my ways and I act only after I make plans. You should sit in some physiology class for brains and not care for only wits,” I say, mocking him.That's for thinking I wasn't smart enough for this plan. “You're angry, I warned you about attacking, aren't you? Caspian, you never change,” Raider replies.I cough, trying to clear my throat. “I don't need to act that low to pass my point,” I say, defending myself. Raider bends his head low to be in the same level as mine. “It would seem so, but I know you too, dear friend. Your ego’s bruised,” he retorts calmly and I almost choke back my words. He straightens

Caspian POV: She blinks, shaking off the trance-like state.“Take him out,” she orders her men. “It's morning. He's to be executed in front of my men.”The guards move to drag me away. I glance back at Raider's body, my heart-shattering.“Elsa, you'll pay for this,” I vow, my voice cold and deadly.She looks at me, making sure I meet her gaze and she grins. “It's too late for that, Caspian. You hurt Damian and I am returning the favor,” she retorts.The guards haul me out of the cell, leaving Raider's lifeless body behind.The men place iron chains on my wrists and drag me out of the cell and into the open ground. The sun shines brightly as I close my eyes and open them to adjust to the light as I see the execution ground. I can hear the murmurs of the crowd, reeling with hate for me. “He's going to the grave, today,” one of the people whispers.“Isn't he the evil Caspian?” Another says. “Finally, he got what's coming for him.”I see Elsa's men gather around, their faces set in ste

Caspian's POV:“Let you be?” I complain.“You do realize this drink is too high for humans, and even werewolves can't survive two bottles, and you are almost done with two,” I lecture.“Uh, okay,” he says and I look at him carefully. What was wrong with Raider? He had never acted this way before. He was always good at keeping his emotions in check, and I was always good at keeping secrets, but he would somehow make me say them. “Are you okay?” I ask, with concern.“Uh, yes, I am fine. I am just…never mind,” he says and I start to feel there's more that he isn't telling me. “No, you're not fine. You're lying, and you have never been drunk, and worse, you keep stalling,” I complain, but Raider is too far gone to understand a single thing I say. “Don't worry about me. I'll be okay. I am a werewolf just like you. It'll burn up soon,” Raider says and I decide to let it go. I watch him drink everything to his heart's content even when I didn't want him to. Why would he drink this much

Caspian's POV:I hold on to his hand, focusing on taking away his pain, and I hear Raider groan and twitch on the bed. I continue to absorb his pain; my body trembles and my veins bulge. I grit my teeth, refusing to let go of his hand because of the pain. Raider's memories reveal his deep love for Merida, and my anger towards her grows.“Merida,” he calls her name again, and I see them talking in my mind. She smiles at him, kissing him, and the memory moves in another direction. She turns her back to him as she speaks. “No, Raider. I love you but I can't be with you. I want him. I want more. I can't be with you,” she says. Raider runs to meet her and holds her hand, his eyes pleading. “But you love me, and I love you,” he says, and my heart aches. “Merida, please,” he begs, but she stays silent.She turns her head to avoid looking at him, her black scarf blowing with her hair with the wind showing a bit more of her face. Those lips look familiar. Her body looks familiar. She t

Elsa’s POV:What's this? Since when did I need all this protection?“Why are there so many guards today?” I ask, looking around. “It was Master Damian's orders,” one guard answers. “What?” I asked, looking confused.“Go back to your posts,” I order but none would leave.“We were assigned to you, Luna,” the head guard says. “Well, I am Luna, and I ask you to leave me alone!” I spat. “I'm afraid we can't do that Luna. He's the only one that can dispel us,” the guard says and I look at them.I give up and continue walking to the infirmary.The head guard opens the door to the infirmary and I step inside. The witch sits on the bed, looking pale and fragile. Her plump lips were a dull shade of peak and white. Her long, dark raven hair flowed down her face, making her youthful eyes pop out. Her honey-colored skin was perfection, and despite her waking state, she was still seductive, but she was still no match for the female wolves in my pack. Her black silky dress which was baring ev