All Chapters of The Supreme Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

AlexaBack to present day…Tears flowed as heavily as the rain pouring from the sky. Now I remembered everything. The fact that my father died of a heart attack was nonsense. Mrs. Geeny modified some of my memories because the truth was too bitter to process, almost driving me insane.The binding chain was a form of emotional and memory modification. Now the chains on my wolf were broken. I, who had undergone a perfect transformation, realized the weight of my sins, the immense guilt of Mythril, and how despicable I was in the eyes of the Silver Moon Pack members.No wonder my stepmother was eager to drive me out of the Dawson family home. It made sense that Alpha Gabriel did not flinch when my stepmother sold me off. I was the sinner.My chest grew unbearably tight, squeezing my heart. My steps halted by the roadside, and my knees buckled as I absorbed all the terrible memories again. I wailed under the torrential rain, hoping it would erase me from the earth.The screech of car tire

AlexaI coughed. My eyes blinked several times to clear the blur in my vision. My hand lifted, and I rubbed my eyes repeatedly, but there was still no light that I could see. My neck got stiff, and when I lifted my body, I realized I had been sleeping face down. A sharp pain shot through my neck and back. “Oh, damn.” I cursed in a harsh whisper.Holding back the pain, I winced and bit my lower lip. My hand crept on my neck, which was covered in gauze and lots of bandages. Before I could lift my hand higher to touch the wound on my back, the sting stopped me from moving further. “Damn, girl! Stop it! It hurts!” Mythril protested with an annoyed howl. No longer intending to reach for the wound on my back, I finally pushed my body upright with both elbows. My eyelids blinked again to adjust to the dim light. Slowly, I saw the silhouette of my body on the tent wall. I looked around and realized that I wasn’t sleeping on a regular mattress. Beneath me was a thin folding mat laid over

AlexaHarlow lowered his head with a furrowed brow. It was clear he was disturbed, but his reply still made me feel so embarrassed that I wanted to bury myself in the ground right then and there. If only I could have been wiser in controlling myself. “I have nothing. I’m just a poor rogue and can’t give you what you want.” He pressed his lips together. The pounding in my chest throbbed with pain. The pulses spread from my chest to my entire body. Aching and disappointed from rejection, yet I was too stubborn. “But you have what I need.” Peace. I wanted it. “Are you sure?” he furrowed.His voice was deep and low, trying to shake my confidence. I felt a barrier between us suddenly appear and rise. An emotional divider that made me feel distant from my intuition about a true mate. “Alpha Gabriel is more suited to make you happy. You two could be a powerful pair in terms of energy, status, wealth, and glory,” he blurted, his breath running out. Harlow had created a distance between

Alexa“Hello,” I greeted, along with a small smile to the youngest child. He hid behind his mother’s skirt and peeked with a curious stare. “Your little brother is cute, isn’t he? How old are you?” I asked with a bright smile, patiently dealing with children. “Are you Uncle Harlow’s friend? Is your wound healed?” Instead of answering me, the child asked back. “Hush, don’t talk.” The woman hurriedly placed two plastic bowls on the empty log next to me. The bowls were filled with oatmeal topped with dried raisins. Her hands trembled, and she fidgeted, glancing at my face as if asking for my permission. She got up, bowing her head. Both her hands guided her children’s backs as they moved away from me. “Hey, what’s going on here?” Jack came over with heavy steps toward us. He addressed the woman, but she only shook her head in response. “You didn’t invite her to play, Gina?” he asked the eldest. “But Uncle Jack, Mom said we shouldn’t play with her because she might be a Lycan,” th

Alexa“Here we are!” Jack exclaimed in excitement behind the wheel of the van.We arrived at the nearest bus stop from the western border area of Silver Moon. To avoid the stricter eastern border guards, we had to take the only safest remaining land route.“Thank you, Jack,” I said with a wide smile.I thanked Jack for being willing to take us with his old Rider van. It took more than six nonstop hours with the Rider from the Rogue settlement to the Silver Moon border.Throughout the journey, Jack kept eating to replenish his energy. He insisted on not switching drivers, arguing that Harlow needed to stay in prime condition to carry me out of the Silver Moon area—just in case. Even though they had a brief argument, Harlow eventually gave in. He let Jack exhaust his energy to take us before the full moon appeared.“Thanks, Jack. Appreciate this,” Harlow said to his friend.“No problem! Come on. Don’t waste more time,” he cheered.Harlow and I got out of the van. We prepared our respect