All Chapters of The Cursed Luna And Her Ruthless Alpha: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Elara's POVThe scout’s words sent a shock through my system. I was still trying to hold Andrew up as he sat on the floor. The poison showed no signs of slowing down and I couldn't think of a way to get it out of his system. I couldn't even think of what would happen if we left like this.Andrew was right after all. They had never run away. They just had something else in mind. No wonder the scouts couldn't contact us. The lines must have been cut off.“The eastern wall has been breached!” I repeated the words, giving my mouth a bitter taste as bile rose.For a second, nobody moved. The air was thick with the smell of blood, sweat, and something worse—fear. I wasn't very good at pinpointing emotions but after I had some level of control over the veiled sight, it was easy to read.Then, as I was trying to figure out what to do next, it seemed as if everything happened at once. Like a dam bursting.Michael cursed and bolted for the door, Lora hot on his heels. Outside, a horn sounded—

Elara's POVAnother wave of rogues charged, but I saw them too late. I hadn't expected Dorian to be so decisive. I expected this war to come closer to the Blood Moon. But it was obvious he wanted to defeat us before we had the chance to pose a threat to him.A body slammed into me from behind. I hit the ground hard, the breath knocked from my lungs. Claws raked across my back, and hot breath fanned against my neck.The moment Dorian gave the order, the battlefield erupted once again.The rogues rushed forward like a black tide, their snarls ripping through the night. Andrew barely had time to brace before they crashed into him. He went down beneath a pile of bodies, his form disappearing under gnashing teeth and clawed hands.“No!” I yelled as fear turned my blood cold and had my heart racing like it wanted to rio out of my chest. In one quick move, I elbowed the person on my back in the face cracking his nose.Before he got the chance to do anything, I grabbed his head and snapped h

Andrew's POVI barely heard Elara’s scream over all the noise. I was busy fighting off Van. And it was an uphill task. It was obvious he would've finished me if I wasn't an alpha. With the way the runic poison was affecting me, I should've been dead already.It was short of a miracle that I was even standing talk more of fighting one of the strongest betas I've ever encountered.So when I heard Elara's cry, for a moment I a chanced a glance behind me wondering what could have made my mate uneasy.And what I saw made my heart skip a beat. It was unusual to have that kind of reaction but when I was so close to death, there was no other reaction that I could muster.The rogue’s claws were a breath away from my spine. I braced for the impact, every instinct in my body tensing for pain—though I was in a stalemate with Van.But it never came. I watched as the smirk on Van’s vanished and got replaced by a look of confusion.I turned just in time to see that instead of claws, there was a blu

Elara's POVAndrew’s breathing was too shallow. The moment Dorian had ordered that his men finish Andrew, I rushed back to his side.I wanted to be sure he hadn't died before this fuckers had the chance to try. His skin had lost all its warmth, he was getting cold, his pulse barely there beneath my trembling fingers. I pressed my hands against the wound, but the blood wouldn't stop, wouldn't slow, wouldn’t—No.This wasn’t how it ended. It couldn’t be how it ended. I won't let it end this way. If I let this Dorian do what he liked, it would set the tone for how the future was going to be.Dorian’s words still echoed in the air. Finish him.Like hell I would let that happen. I snapped my head up. The rogues hesitated, their eyes darting between me and Andrew like they weren’t sure if they should obey. Maybe they sensed it—the shift in the air, the sudden, violent force building inside me.I felt it too. And I wanted to release it. There was a type of madness that was trying to consume

Andrew's POVPain blurred the edges of my vision, but I forced my eyes to stay open. I couldn’t afford to slip into the darkness. Not now.This was probably the most important part of this fight. If I allowed myself to fall into the darkness, I was potentially setting myself to accept whatever happens and I didn't want that.Not when Elara was standing in front of me, her silver energy clashing with Dorian’s creeping shadows.Not when everything was hanging by a thread. Where things could tip on either side of the scale. This is the first time since Elara was possessed that I've seen her use her power to this extent.But instead of attacking, Dorian lowered his hand. The dark energy coiling around his fingers shrank back, dissipating like smoke in the wind. He tilted his head, considering Elara the way a predator considers prey it has no intention of killing—yet.This scared me for a bit. What could he be planning?He smiled. Not with amusement but with certainty. The type I knew tha