All Chapters of Tales Of A Broken Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Lucy POVThe necklace around get neck, her look, it all seemed too familiar. The symbols on the necklace were almost identical to the ones on Ash's own necklace. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I tried to process what I was seeing. Was this woman somehow connected to Ash? And if so, what did that mean for us?"Lucy," Ivy called up my name, helping to get me out of my thoughts. She held me by my arm, taking me into the rush in train, which was almost half-filled with humans. The sound of murmured conversations and the rustling of newspapers filled the air, creating a soothing background noise."Woah," I said out of excitement, my eyes wide with wonder and also laced with something like'OH MY MOON GODDESS HAVEN'T SEEN THIS BEFORE'. The train was huge, with rows and rows of seats that seemed to stretch on forever. The fragrance of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air of the train, making my stomach growl with hunger.Ivy smiled and led me to a pair of empty seats. "Let's s

Lucy POVI watched as Ivy paced the whole room, her head thinking about what I quite didn't know. She seemed to be in deep thought, her brow furrowed in concentration."You don't have any dress for the job, or do you?" she asked, still pacing back and forth, as if she was the one that needed the dress for the job.I looked at her, feeling a bit little confused. "Can I ask?" I said, trying to get her attention and make her skip her over hyperactive thinking.Ivy stopped her pacing and stood at her spot, her eyes hitting mine. "Yes, sure," she said, her expression serious.I took a deep breath, trying to phrase my question correctly. "About the company, can I know more?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.Ivy finally sat down, taking a deep breath in and out. "It's a company where only wolves work in, and Daniel is the owner," she explained with a more relaxed look. "Almost everyone from our pack works there, excluding myself."I felt my eyes widen in surprise of her reve

Lucy’s POV"Good morning to you all!" a young woman’s voice rang out, clear and confident in the room.I glanced up to see her standing in the center of the room, her tailored dress clinging perfectly to her frame and cruvy body. She exuded authority, and though her words were kind and truly calm, her stance made her seem like the tallest among us."Good morning," the room chorused, their voices blending into one polite hum."I'm Sandra Blackwood," she announced, her sharp eyes scanning the room until they landed on me. A smile tugged at her lips, making me confused immediately."Hmmm," I muttered, taken aback by the directness of her gaze. I froze, suddenly feeling out of place, the tight office wear clinging uncomfortably to my skin."Your name?" she asked, tilting her head slightly, her tone gentle but also commanding as once expected from her."Oh!" I blurted, heat rushing to my face immediately. I shot to my feet, nearly knocking over the chair behind me. "I'm Lucy."Sandra’s smi

Lucy’s POV“I need to take this revenge any cost” I muttered to myself, pacing the room with heavy steps, and a strong burden in my heart. My heart pounded in my chest so heavy, my mind clouded with the memories I wished I could erase. My fists clenched at my sides as I thought about the choices I had made for myself, the life I had built only to watch it crumble within few days.My thoughts wandered back to those days when I was younger, naive, and hopeful—a time when I believed in love, destiny, and the promises of forever.*******(10 Years Ago)“Lucy, when are you going to find your mate, huh?” my mother asked, her voice light but tinged with an edge of expectation.I was standing by the kitchen counter with her, helping her prepare dinner for the whole family. Her question hit me like a sharp punch to the gut, but I forced myself to smile, pretending her words didn’t sting as much as they did on me.“Sooner than you think mother,” I replied, trying to keep my tone neutral and ca

Lucy’s POVAs the morning turned into afternoon and the minutes turned into hours, I found myself pacing the length of the room, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts. Plans, possibilities, and doubts all swirled together in a chaotic mess. I needed clarity, someone who could see things from a different perspective, someone who wasn’t tied down by the emotions that bound Ivy, Daniel, and me.I stopped pacing the whole room and sat on the edge of the couch, my fingers hovering over my phone screen. For a moment, I hesitated, the weight of my next move pressing heavily on my chest. Then, with a deep breath, I dialed the number I hadn’t used in years.The line rang twice before a familiar voice answered. “This is Ethan on the line drop your message.”I swallowed hard, unsure of how to begin with my words. “It’s me... Lucy.”There was a pause on the other end of the phone, followed by a sharp intake of breath. “Lucy?” His voice was tinged with disbelief, but also something else, conc