Semua Bab LUNE: Bab 61 - Bab 70

A week had passed since Lune had gone missing, and each day felt heavier than the last for Arlo. The initial shock had given way to a suffocating dread that clung to him like a second skin. Every corner of the pack territory had been scoured, every lead followed, but there was still no sign of her. His heart felt like a lead weight in his chest, and with each passing hour, the fear of never seeing her again gnawed at him relentlessly.The search parties had expanded beyond the pack’s borders, reaching out to neighboring territories, but the response had been disheartening. He had even contacted Valeria, the only connection he could think of that might shed light on Lune's whereabouts. Arlo had arranged to meet her in a secluded part of the woods, where their history had once been woven into a complex tapestry of affection and heartache. But now, the only threads connecting them were the ones of desperation and anger.When Valeria arrived, her demeanor was cool, almost detached. The la

Lune’s eyelids fluttered, heavy as if weighed down by the fog of a distant nightmare. Blinking slowly, she took in the bright, sterile light overhead, the muted beeps, the soft shuffling of footsteps just beyond the door. As her gaze cleared, she felt a warmth surrounding her hand, strong and familiar. She looked down and saw Arlo’s hand wrapped firmly around hers, as if he hadn’t let go since she arrived.A soft sigh escaped her lips, her voice barely a whisper. “I... made it.”Arlo's head shot up, his eyes meeting hers with a mixture of relief and amazement. The exhaustion etched in his face melted into a look of pure joy. “Lune… You’re awake. Are you... are you okay? How do you feel?” His voice was gentle but threaded with worry, his fingers brushing over hers with a reverence that made her heart ache.She tried to smile, though every movement seemed to tug at an ache somewhere on her body. “I think so… Just a bit sore.” She let out a shaky laugh, her fingers tightening around his

Maya sat, bound to the chair in the pack’s interrogation room, her wrists and ankles restrained with thick ropes. She was disheveled, hair falling messily over her face, her eyes wild with defiance. Despite her situation, she held her head high, an arrogant smirk tugging at the corner of her lips as if daring anyone to intimidate her.Arlo stepped into the room, his presence filling the space with an intensity that sent a chill through everyone there. He moved slowly, his eyes never leaving Maya’s, his jaw set with barely-contained fury. Marcus stood nearby, his gaze hard and unwavering, ready to intervene if Maya tried anything. But Arlo didn’t need help—he was more than capable of handling this himself.Taking a deep breath, he stopped just in front of her. “Maya,” he said coldly, his voice echoing in the silent room. “I want to know why. Why did you do this to Lune? What did she ever do to you?”Maya chuckled, though it sounded hollow. “What did she do to me? Please, Alpha, she did

As Lune rested in the hospital, her parents sat beside her bed, their faces pale with worry. Her mother, eyes red and swollen from hours of crying, held Lune’s hand tightly, refusing to let go. Her father’s gaze was fixed on her, his expression a mixture of sorrow and anger. They couldn’t understand how anyone could harm their daughter like this. The thought of someone betraying her, hurting her in such a brutal way, was unfathomable to them.Valerie, Lune’s best friend, stood quietly nearby, struggling to hold back tears. She had thought she knew all of Lune’s friends, the people Lune trusted. The idea that one of them had betrayed her was painful, almost surreal. She kept replaying moments in her mind, trying to remember if there had ever been any hint of jealousy or resentment from anyone around Lune. The confusion and helplessness weighed heavily on her heart.Seeing their pain, Arlo finally spoke. He took a deep breath, wanting to ease their minds without revealing the supernatur

After days in the hospital, Lune was finally discharged. Her strength was gradually returning, and although the emotional scars lingered, being free from the sterile hospital room lifted her spirits. Arlo was right by her side, holding her hand as they walked through the hospital doors into the bright sunlight outside. She took a deep breath, savoring the fresh air and the promise of a new beginning.As they approached Arlo's home, Lune was surprised to see a small gathering waiting for her. Arlo’s aunt, a graceful woman with a kind smile, and his cousin, a young woman with an energetic demeanor, were standing near the entrance. They both stepped forward as soon as they saw Lune, their faces full of warmth and relief.Arlo's aunt reached out and gently took Lune's hand in hers. "Oh, Lune, dear," she said softly, her eyes glistening. "We’re so happy to see you up and about. I’m sorry we couldn’t visit you at the hospital. We wanted to respect your recovery time and let you rest."Lune