All Chapters of ELARA; THE LUNAR ALPHA : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Luca’s POV“Again.”My voice rang through the training grounds, firm and unwavering.The young wolves before me panted heavily, sweat glistening on their skin as they struggled to catch their breath. But I didn’t let up. Strength wasn’t built through comfort. It was forged through discipline.“Your stance is weak,” I told one of the boys, “A single misstep in battle could be the difference between life and death.”He nodded, his determination rekindling. Good.I turned to another, a young female werewolf who had hesitated during the last attack. “You second-guess too much. Trust your instincts.”She clenched her fists, frustration flashing in her eyes, but she nodded.I exhaled, watching them reset into position. They had potential, unrefined.Just as I was about to issue another round of drills, a scout burst into the training grounds, breathless and tense.“ Luca!”Immediately, I turned to him, my posture stiffening.“What is it?”“Hunters,” he panted. “They’ve ambushed one of our p

Luca’s POVI felt relieved when I woke up.The pain had dulled, my mind was clear, and I didn’t feel like my body was betraying me.Although I wasn’t completely at ease.I knew I had been unconscious for hours or longer.I couldn’t lie in the healer’s cabin any longer.There was too much to do.I pushed myself up, ignoring the stiffness in my limbs. The healer would throw a fit if he saw me trying to move, but I had no patience for his lectures.A light shuffle made me glance sideways.Elara was curled up in a chair beside the bed, fast asleep. Her dark hair tumbled over her shoulders, her breathing soft and even. She must have stayed with me all night.Something tight gripped my chest at the thought.She was kind hearted, seeing her here, refusing to leave my side even after I had told her to, I realized she was more than just determined.She was relentless.I exhaled and shifted my legs over the edge of the bed. My boots were nearby, and I reached for them, wincing slightly as my mu

Raven’s POVThe fire crackled in the hearth, casting long shadows that danced across the cold stone walls of my chamber. The only sounds were the occasional pop of the flames and the soft rustle of parchment as I reviewed the latest reports. My thoughts were preoccupied, spinning with the latest developments. The door creaked open with a low groan, and Gregor entered with the spy I had sent to watch Elara. The spy knelt before me, head bowed low, his posture rigid with respect. His silence only served to fuel my growing impatience.“Report,” I commanded, my voice low and filled with controlled anger.“My Lord,” the spy said, his voice barely above a whisper. “Luca… he has been attacked. Stabbed with a poisoned dagger. He is gravely wounded but alive. He will not be able to continue his training of Elara.”I froze, my pulse racing as the hearing of the words sank in. A poisoned dagger. Luca’s arrogance had finally caught up with him. He was vulnerable now, and it made my blood boil

Raven’s POVI sat in my chambers, hoping to finally see the Lunar Alpha. The joy that filled my heart was beyond measure. It was all coming in place.Then Gregor walks in to give me a report. I only hoped to hear him say she was in the dungeon.Gregor knelt before me, his head bowed low. I could already see the hesitation in his eyes. He knew I wouldn’t be pleased with the information he was about to give.I looked away, as I the atmosphere of disappointment " Luca’s Pack has fallen," Gregor reported, his voice steady but cautious. "Luca’s forces were no match for us. Their warriors are dead, their homes burned to ash.”I leaned forward in my seat, resting my elbows on my knees. “And Luca? The Lunar Alpha?”Gregor hesitated, swallowing hard. That was all the answer I needed.“ Luca was wounded,” Gregor admitted. “But he escaped… Kael managed to get him and the lunar alpha out before we could finish the job.”A slow, cold fury crept through me. I stood abruptly, the wooden chair sc

Elara's POVWe had journeyed far into the wilderness. I hoped the healer we would meet would find a solution to Luca's health. Luca had insisted we stop at a particular location. I didn’t question him at first, but there was something unsettling about the place. The trees stood tall and solemn, their branches intertwining to form a dense canopy. The forest opened into what looked like a valley below.The ground was covered in soft moss, and the air was thick with the scent of earth, dampness, and the distant smell of wild animals.Luca’s voice broke through my thoughts. He was standing beside me, gazing down at the valley below.“This place…” Luca’s voice was solemn, his tone carrying the weight of history. “This is where the werewolves would gather during the full moon, centuries ago. It was a sacred place for them.”I didn’t understand at first. A sacred place? Why had Luca brought me here?“The Night Clans,” Luca continued, his gaze far away, “used to come together here under the