All Chapters of The Betrayed Luna Strikes Back: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

SELENA'S POV "Limited?" I muttered, the fine on my face deepening as I looked around the forest, still searching where the voice was coming from. "What do you mean by that?" Just then, I heard loud chatters come from behind me. A small gasp escaped my lips as I soon realized that I was without my masks. Luckily, I brought it with me, hidden in my gown. The voices were getting closer. Hurriedly, I placed the mask over my face and muttered some spells, sealing the disguise in place and causing my entire features to change. I turned right after to see three warrior wolves walking towards me. They had their claws shot out and we're covered from head to toe with blood. "And the rogues thought they could get me," one of the warriors said with a laugh, causing the others to join him. "The fool came at me and I swiped my claws at him..." he swiped his claws in the air, staining some of the trees around him with drops of blood, "... and it didn't take too long for him to drop dead." The

Selena's POVIt all all happened so fast. The stab, the blood."Zane!!" I screamed, running up to him. His hands were wrapped expertly on the cut as he tried to wade off the masked intruder of the room.Grabbing a nearby candelabra, I hurled it at the assassin, striking him off balance. Zane took advantage of his position, landing a decisive blow on him and tearing the mask off his face.The intruder stumbled backwards, his hood falling away. He tried to cover his face with an arm, the shadows playing a role in obscuring his face.Zane landed another fatal blow on him, sending him finally to the ground. The force of his blow however caught him off balance, causing him to fall beside the intruder, the impact of the cut weighing him down."Zane, no!" I exclaimed, running towards him and dropping on my knees beside him. Blood seeped between his fingers, staining his shirt. The cut had really left a deep gash.Without hesitation, I placed my hands gently on the wound, trying to concentra

Rowan's POVThat smell, it was just too strong. I stopped halfway through the hallway. Trying hard to recall where I had seen that wolf, I felt a part of me bonded partially to the wolf."Now I miss my old wolf," I said, my eyebrows slightly furrow, conveying a hint of longing. I walked past the hallway, my mind drifting to memories of my former mate.Selena.Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me. I stopped, stretching my hand towards the fire torch and putting it off. I masked myself with the darkness around the hallway, reducing my breathing.The sound of the footsteps became louder as I stood there. I sniffed slowly, perceiving a similar smell with what I perceived back in Zane's chamber."Time to unmask the wolf behind the cloak," I said to myself as I stood there in the darkness.The sound of the footsteps suddenly wasn't heard again, and I took a deep breath. The werewolf must have noticed that it was being stalked.Without thinking much, I stepped out with speed out of my hidin

Selena's POVI turned around, carefully observing the dungeon and it's marks. It was definitely a labyrinth of abyss shrouded in darkness and despair. My mind drifted back to the strange unfamiliar figure sitting on the floor opposite me, his knee angled and his hand resting on it. He had blisters and sores on them, testaments to the time he had spent down here. His head was bent when he called my name. Walking up to him, I couldn't fail to recognize the chains that bounded his ankles. Iron cuffs circled his wrists, etched with runes. The chains rattled as they scraped the ground, following his every toss and turn on the ground. Clearly, he was discomforted."You've come as destiny permits," I heard him say said, his head still bent low. Somehow I could detect an aura of quiet power surrounding him. "Destiny? What destiny?" I asked him, feeling drawn as I squatted beside him. The air was heavy with a stench of decay, mold and forgotten centuries. It took an effort to stabilize in t

Serena’s POV"Wait," the leader called. Taking steps towards us, his torch danced, it's flames travelling before him. He raised my chin again, looking deep into my eyes. "What a fair lady we have here," he said, smiling and tilting his head towards me. His breath reeked of stale and decay. "Well, well, well," another sneered as I moved my head backwards to avoid the oozing smell coming from the firsts mouth. His voiced was laced with malice as he spoke. "Looks like we've got ourselves a little escape artist," he joked, laughing at the top of his voice. The other guards trembled as he made the joke, for at that point they must have recognized fully that I was the seer.My eyes flashed in defiance, but the guard's gaze lingered, his eyes filled with lust. "You're a feisty one, aren't you?" the first mumbled as he leaned in, his voice taking a menacing tone. "I like that.""My lord, perhaps we should lead her to the cell right away. The day is expired," one of the other trembling guard