All Chapters of Hidden Bond Of The Luna: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The night had fallen quietly over the small village, its tranquility amplified by the soft chirping of crickets and the gentle rustling of leaves. The moon hung low in the sky, casting its silver light over Dana’s cottage. Inside, Joe was sound asleep, his soft breathing a rhythmic counterpoint to the crackling embers in the fireplace.Robin and Dana sat on the porch steps, mugs of tea in their hands, savoring the peaceful evening. They had spent the day repairing a section of the garden fence and laughing as Joe made a game of collecting fallen branches. Now, with Joe tucked in bed, it was just the two of them.Dana tilted her head back, gazing up at the star-filled sky. “It’s beautiful tonight,” she said softly.Robin followed her gaze, his eyes tracing constellations he hadn’t paid attention to in years. “It is,” he agreed, though his focus lingered on her profile more than the stars.They fell into a comfortable silence, the kind that spoke of trust and understanding. Robin glanc

The next day, back at the Library.Joe stared in confusion as she saw Michael sitting in the same spot as the previous night the same spot Joe often occupied.The young man looked at Joe with a curious gaze but didn’t push to ask further.Michael gave a faint smile. “Everyone has something they’d rather not share. I understand.”Joe looked at Michael and felt an odd sense of unease. How had he managed to guess her phone conversation with Dana before she even entered the library?There was something in Michael’s demeanor that made her feel both uncomfortable and intrigued. It was as if he was harboring secrets, much like herself. This included his uncanny ability to read someone’s situation based on mere moments of observation.A Few Weeks LaterMichael continued approaching Joe in the same subtle way. Eventually, Joe let down her guard and accepted his offer of friendship.As their bond grew, the collaborative project they were working on progressed smoothly, and their relationship be

Joe couldn’t shake him off. No matter where she went on campus, Michael had this uncanny ability to just... appear. It was starting to feel less like coincidence and more like some weird cosmic joke. Or stalking. Yeah, maybe stalking.She’d see him leaning casually against the wall near her lecture hall, coffee in hand like he had all the time in the world. Or he’d 'bump into her' on the way to the library, always with some lame excuse. And now? Here he was again, sitting at the table next to hers, pretending he wasn’t watching her every move.Joe sighed, slamming her laptop shut a little harder than necessary. “Alright, Mike, what’s your deal?”Michael blinked, his face a picture of mock innocence. “What? I can’t study in a library now?”“You’ve been ‘studying’ in every single place I’ve been for weeks. What are you, my shadow?”He grinned, leaning back in his chair, balancing it on two legs like some kind of rebel. “Maybe you’re just that interesting.”Joe snorted. “Right. Sure. ‘

Joe wasn’t sure when things started feeling... different. Maybe it was the way Michael seemed to know what she needed before she even said anything. Or maybe it was the way her heart did this weird little flip whenever he got too close. Either way, something was happening, and she didn’t like it.Michael, on the other hand, seemed completely at ease. He’d settled into her world like he’d always belonged there—showing up during her study sessions, randomly dropping off snacks, and throwing her these stupidly charming smiles like he knew they’d get under her skin.One day, Joe was tucked into her usual corner in the library, a fortress of books and notes piled high around her. The familiar scent of old paper mixed with the faint whir of the overhead lights created the kind of environment she thrived in. With her earbuds in, she was laser-focused on her screen, fingers flying across the keyboard as she worked through a particularly dense reading. The world outside her bubble barely exist

Michael had been poking at the same topic for weeks now, dropping hints and sly comments every chance he got. At first, Joe had brushed him off with quick answers or a roll of her eyes, but Michael was persistent—like, annoyingly so."So, when am I meeting the mysterious family you keep talking about?" Michael leaned back in his chair, arms folded behind his head like he didn’t have a care in the world.Joe shot him a glare over her laptop. "Why do you even care? It’s not like my family’s some big deal."Michael grinned, that cocky tilt of his lips that she both hated and... maybe kind of liked. "Well, if I’m gonna stick around you, I gotta know the people who made you this stubborn.""Stubborn?" Joe narrowed her eyes, but Michael just shrugged, completely unbothered."Yeah, stubborn. And weirdly mysterious about your family. I mean, what’s the deal? You hiding something? Secret wolf cult or something?"Joe snorted, trying to hide her smile. "Right, because that’s totally a thing."Mi