All Chapters of ELARA; THE LUNAR ALPHA : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Kael's POV Days passed, and life in the village continued to feel like a dream.We had become something of a spectacle.Wherever we went, people greeted us warmly, their eyes filled with admiration. The women giggled when they saw Elara and me together, whispering behind their hands. The men clapped me on the back, teasing me about how I was tied down now.“They think we’re the perfect couple,” Elara muttered one evening as we walked through the market.I smirked. “Maybe because we are.”She rolled her eyes. “They don’t even know us.”I shrugged. “They know enough. And they’re right, by the way.”She shot me a playful glare, but I could see the small smile tugging at her lips.The truth was, we had settled into this village as if we had always belonged. I trained the men, teaching them how to defend themselves against potential threats, and Elara helped the women with healing and gathering supplies.We weren’t warriors here. We weren’t fugitives or leaders or anything other than us.

Lyanna's POVThe evening sky was painted in hues of deep orange and purple as I stood by the riverbank, watching the water ripple under the fading sunlight. The village was quiet, save for the distant laughter of children playing near the cottages. I should have been helping with the evening preparations, but my heart was elsewhere.Elara.Days had passed since she left, and her absence was a shadow that loomed over me. I found myself looking for her in the smallest of things—the way the wind rustled the trees, the scent of wildflowers in the air, the way the moonlight danced across the river’s surface. But she wasn’t here. She was out there, beyond the borders of our village, walking a path I could not follow.I sighed, wrapping my arms around myself as the evening chill set in. Had we done enough for her? Had I done enough?Elara had always been my hope in every way that mattered, and I believed in her. The little time we had spent I had grown fond of her.She was the best thing t

Elara’s POVThe morning light spilled through the wooden shutters of our cottage, casting warm golden streaks across the room. I shifted slightly, feeling the weight of Kael’s arm draped over my waist, his steady breathing brushing against the back of my neck. The scent of pinewood and earth clung to his skin, a reminder of the life we had built here—peaceful, unhurried, and filled with the warmth of belonging.I smiled to myself, my fingers lightly tracing the ridges of his hand. A month had passed since our wedding, and every day still felt like a dream. The chaos of our past, the battles we had fought, the burdens we once carried—they all seemed like distant echoes. Here, we weren’t warriors. We weren’t fugitives. We were just Kael and Elara. Husband and wife.I turned slightly, just enough to see his face, relaxed in sleep. He looked younger this way, the usual sharpness in his expression softened by rest. I brushed my lips against his forehead before slipping out of bed quietly.

Elara's POV A sudden chill ran down my spine as I bolted upright in bed, gasping for breath. My chest heaved, my skin damp with sweat. The room was dark, except for the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains, casting silver streaks across the wooden walls. Kael stirred beside me, his arm instinctively reaching out, but I was already slipping away from his warmth.I pressed a trembling hand to my forehead. My heart was pounding, not just from the remnants of sleep but from something far more terrifying—something that wasn’t just a nightmare.It was a vision.And it felt so real.I swallowed hard, steadying my breath as I rose from the bed. The floorboards were cold beneath my bare feet as I crossed the room, pulling my robe tightly around me. My hands still shook as I pressed them against the wooden window frame, staring out into the village. The night was peaceful, the gentle rustling of leaves whispering in the wind, the soft chirping of crickets filling the silence.

Elara’s POVThe river’s surface shimmered under the pale light of the moon, a silvery path stretching into the unknown. The gentle flow of the water should have been comforting, but tonight, it was just a cruel reminder of the chaos inside me. My fingers traced absentmindedly over the cool grass beneath me as I sat by the riverbank, lost in the storm of my thoughts.I had seen it—the end. The world torn apart by darkness, the skies swallowed by storm clouds, the earth trembling beneath the weight of Raven’s wrath. The vision had come suddenly, seizing my mind like a vice, forcing me to witness destruction so absolute that it left me breathless. Fire rained from the heavens. Oceans surged onto land, swallowing villages whole. And in the heart of it all stood him—Raven, his eyes cold and merciless, his power unchecked, his hands stained with the blood of thousands.I saw Kael, standing against him, a warrior to the last breath. But even he—strong, unbreakable, fearless Kael—had fallen,