All Chapters of ELARA; THE LUNAR ALPHA : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Lyanna's POV The night carried an unnatural stillness, the kind that made my instincts scream. Something was coming.I stood at the heart of the Lunar Territory, gripping the hilt of my dagger. The cool metal against my palm was the only reassurance I had left. Around me, warriors stirred uneasily, their golden eyes scanning the tree line. Their ears twitched, their noses flaring as they scented something wrong in the air.Then, the first sound came—a low, vibrating hum, like a distant growl rolling across the night.Then another.Then dozens.I swallowed hard as the ground trembled beneath my feet. The darkness beyond our borders moved, shifting like a living thing. Shadows twisted unnaturally, stretching, creeping forward. The scent of rot filled my lungs, thick and overwhelming.Then the first scream rang out.A warrior at the front collapsed, clutching his throat. Dark tendrils coiled around his body, sinking into his flesh. His eyes rolled back, his mouth opening in a silent cry

Lyanna's POV The moon hung low over the forest, casting a silver glow through the thick canopy. Its light shimmered across the damp earth, illuminating the mist curling lazily between the trees. The night air was cool against my skin, carrying the scent of pine and rain-soaked soil. I drew in a slow breath, letting it settle the tremors in my limbs, but exhaustion clung to me like a second skin.Rowan walked ahead, his steps sure despite the uneven terrain. His hand, rough yet warm, gripped mine—silent reassurance that we had made it through the last attack alive. Barely. I tightened my fingers around his, grounding myself in that simple contact as we moved deeper into the woods.Finally, we reached a familiar clearing, one that had been our refuge in better days. A place untouched by war, untainted by bloodshed. Here, the world felt quieter, almost at peace.A small stream wound through the center, its waters reflecting the stars above. The towering trees formed a protective wall ar

Elara's POV The air was thick with silence. An unnatural, suffocating stillness that made the hair on the back of my neck rise.I stood at the edge of the border we had seen the village, my fingers tightening around the small, smooth stone the old woman had given me. It was warm against my palm, pulsing faintly—like a heartbeat. I didn’t understand what it was, only that it felt important.Kael was beside me, his golden eyes scanning the empty streets with a frown. The village had been full just hours ago. Now, there was nothing. No people. No bodies. Not even the lingering scent of wolves. Just… emptiness.“This isn’t right,” Kael muttered, his voice low. “Where did they all go?”I exhaled, my mind racing. “It’s like they were never here.”Kael ran a hand through his dark hair, his jaw clenching. “Magic.”I nodded. “Strong magic.”My gaze fell back to the stone in my hand. The old woman had pressed it into my palm with trembling fingers, whispering, “Keep it close. When the time com

Elara’s POV The world around me blurred, shifting between reality and something beyond. One moment, I stood amidst the shattered remains of the stone, Kael's voice a distant echo. The next, a pull—like invisible hands dragging me—tore me away from the battlefield.Darkness enveloped me.Then, suddenly—light.A vast, endless expanse stretched before me, glowing with an ethereal silver mist. The air shimmered, heavy with an ancient presence. A soft hum vibrated through the realm, powerful yet calming.I knew where I was.The Spirit Realm.A place beyond life, beyond time—where the High Order resided.A shiver crawled up my spine as figures emerged from the mist. They were not human, not quite physical. Their forms were translucent, flickering like reflections on water. Their eyes glowed, holding the weight of centuries.One stepped forward. The tallest among them. Their leader."Elara." The voice was neither male nor female, yet it echoed with authority.I dropped to one knee, instinct

Elara's POV The wind carried the scent of burning wood and blood, mingling with the damp earth beneath my boots. My heart hammered as I stood at the edge of the ruins, the remnants of what was once my home stretching before me in a broken, desolate landscape. Smoke curled in lazy tendrils toward the sky, and the eerie silence of destruction pressed against my chest like an unseen weight.I shouldn’t have come back.But I had to.Kael stood beside me, his golden eyes sharp as they scanned the wreckage. He hadn’t wanted me to return alone, and though I had insisted this was my burden to bear, he was as stubborn as ever." We got this, I'm right behind you, Elara," he murmured.I swallowed hard. "Yes, thank you, I feel stronger with you by my side."Kael nodded but said nothing more. He understood.The path ahead was littered with debris—shattered homes, charred remains, and the distant sound of groans from the wounded who had yet to be found. My fingers clenched around the edge of m