All Chapters of A Luna's Return:Her Return Will Lift The Curse: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Kailey’s POV Elyra winced as she shifted in the chair, her hand pressing against the bloodied gash on her arm. Her usual playful smirk was still there, but it was tinged with pain.“It’s nothing, Kailey. I’ve had worse,” Elyra said, waving her uninjured hand dismissively.Kailey’s eyes narrowed. “Nothing? Elyra, that’s a deep cut. You’re bleeding everywhere!”“Oh, come on. You’re going to start mothering me now?” Elyra teased, her grin faltering slightly as Kailey rushed around the hut.“Yes, I am,” Kailey said firmly. She turned to Auren, who was standing near the door, his wide eyes darting between the two women. “Auren, get me some towels. Quickly.”Auren hesitated for a moment, then nodded and sprinted to the small cabinet where Kailey kept the linens. “Here, Mum!” he said, handing her a handful of towels.“Good boy,” Kailey murmured, already setting the towels down on the table beside Elyra. She grabbed a basin and poured clean water into it, her movements quick but steady.Elyra chuck

Kailey’s POV I was so pissed at this point that if I had a knife, I would’ve stabbed Ezekiel right then and there. The sheer audacity of him standing there, pleading for forgiveness after everything he’d done, was infuriating. But I tried to keep my cool, no matter how much my body trembled with rage. Without saying another word, I turned on my heel and stormed out of the cave.“Kailey! Wait!” Ezekiel’s voice echoed behind me, desperate and raw, but I didn’t care. He had no right to call my name like that.As I marched toward the mouth of the cave, my vision blurred with half-tears, half-fury. Before I could take another step, two guards stepped in front of me, blocking my way. Their stances were firm, unyielding.I stopped abruptly, narrowing my eyes at them. “If you value your lives, you’ll move. Now.” My voice was low but filled with so much venom that even I felt its sting.They hesitated, exchanging uncertain glances, but neither moved. My fists clenched. I was done with being corne

Kailey’s POV Ezekiel took a deep breath, his shoulders stiffening as he prepared to speak. “It started after Kailey was banished. My father… he…” He trailed off, his jaw tightening. “What?” I asked sharply, my arms crossed. “What did he do?” “He fell ill,” Ezekiel said finally. His voice was low, almost a whisper. “Not long after you were gone. It was as though the strength that kept him going just vanished. He grew weaker with each passing day, and nothing we did could save him. Eventually, he… he died.” Auren’s expression didn’t soften. Instead, his lips pressed into a thin line as he stared at Ezekiel. “So what? He got what he deserved,” Auren said coldly. “He sent my mom away. Why should I care about what happened to him?” “Auren,” I said softly, trying to calm him, but his glare cut me off. “No, Mom! Why does it matter? He didn’t care about us. He didn’t care about you!” Ezekiel’s voice broke through the rising tension. “You’re right,” he said, his gaze fixed on Auren. “He

Ezekiel’s POV My desk was cluttered with papers—legal documents, treaties, and the single most important file of the night: the transfer of the Luna emblem from Anastasia to Kailey. I couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at the corner of my lips as I signed the final page. Kailey was back, and though the path ahead was uncertain, I was ready to fight for her.As my pen scratched across the last signature line, the door to my office burst open. Anastasia stormed in, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. Her face was flushed with anger, and her fiery eyes locked onto mine with a ferocity that promised a storm."Why?" she demanded, her voice trembling with rage. "Why would you bring her back?"I sighed, setting my pen down deliberately before meeting her gaze. "Anastasia, we’ve been through this. Kailey is the rightful Luna. She always has been.""Rightful?" she spat, slamming her palms on the edge of my desk. "I’ve stood by you, Ezekiel. Through every decision, every war, every

Ezekiel’s POVI was just there, still sitting in Ezekiel’s office. What am I even doing here? I asked myself for the hundredth time. My hands fidgeted with the edge of my dress as my mind swirled with doubts and emotions. I had to be here, yes. Ezekiel has hurt me in ways words can’t describe, but the pack’s curse had to be lifted, and my son deserved to know his father.“Phew,” I sighed, standing up. My legs felt heavy as I walked toward a massive portrait of Mark Ezekiel’s father hanging on the wall. The man’s cold eyes seemed to pierce right through me, dragging memories I wished would stay buried.That night… how could I forget? Mark Ezekiel had stood before the court, his voice a venomous growl as he condemned me. Banished me. Dragged me into darkness and despair. Even after that, he wasn’t satisfied. He wanted me dead. The pain of those memories clawed at my chest, anger simmering just beneath the surface.“Kailey?” A voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to see Auren standing