All Chapters of The Luna's Second Chance: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Aurora’s Pov Kieran leaned back in his chair, his eyes locked on mine as he swirled the last of his wine in his glass before letting out a dramatic sigh. “Well, I suppose it’s best we leave now,” he said, now glancing at Darius. “Wouldn’t want to overstay our welcome or interrupt… whatever this is.”Kieran's tone was laced with jealousy, it was all over his face. He was powerless against Alpha Darius and knew he had to watch his words. Darius wasn't someone to be messed with, he was a lycan Alpha, powerful and ruthless but up close he doesn't seem like the rumor was right about him being cold-hearted. Aria shifted uncomfortably beside him, clearly sensing the growing tension between the two Alphas. She quickly finished the last sip of her drink and stood. “We should get going,” she said quietly.Kieran nodded, standing as well before turning to me. “Aurora,” he said, his voice softer now, but still carrying that possessive edge that had always made my skin crawl in my past life,

Darius's POV “No, no, no, Aurora.” I begged with a whisper.My hands trembled as I cradled her, pressing against the deep wounds, desperate to stop the bleeding. But no matter how hard I tried, warm, sticky blood seeped through my fingers, staining them.Magnus howled inside me, his anguish mirroring mine. Not again. Not her. My breathing rapid as memories crashed into me like a tidal wave.My mother. Lying in a pool of her own blood. My hands pressed against her wounds, just like this. My voice, hoarse from screaming, just like now. Begging. Pleading. But she had slipped away. Her wolf, long gone from traumas.And now Aurora.No. I couldn't lose her too. Not when I just found her. "Stay with me," I choked out, pressing my forehead against hers. Her skin was too cold, her breath too faint. I felt her pulse weakening beneath my fingertips.Was this going to be her end?I couldn't save my mother. I was powerless against death and forced to watch as she died in my arms. "You can't le

Aurora’s Pov The air smelled like blooming jasmine, rose and fresh rain. A soft breeze blew against my skin, and I slowly opened my eyes, I noticed I was lying down. Taking in my surroundings, I saw the most breathtaking sight I had ever seen. Flowers of every color stretched far and the sky above was a perfect blue with a touch of gold from where the sun shone. The place felt peaceful. I stood up slowly, my body feeling light and weightless at once. The last thing I remembered was Darius. His face had been the last thing I saw, his eyes were filled with fear and concern mixed with shock. I had attempted to reach for him, to tell him I was okay, but my hands felt heavy to move and then darkness had swallowed me whole before I could even move. This place looks nothing like the Lunaris Dominion pack. ‘Was this heaven?’ I thought.I started walking through the garden, my bare feet brushing over soft grass. Everything was so vivid, so perfect, the kind of beauty that didn’t seem rea

Darius's POV I shook my head, frustration simmering just beneath my skin. “Not yet. We captured one of them and we’ll be questioning him soon. Until I have answers, I’m keeping the pack on high alert.” I answered.Alaric nodded. “Smart. If you need additional warriors…” “I’ll let you know,” I said, dismissing his idea of thinking I would be ready to take warriors from someone I don't trust. “In the meantime, the birthday party’s canceled. Once things settle down, I’ll reach out about the alliance meeting.” I informed him.“Of course,” Alaric agreed. He hesitated, then added, “I assume you’ll want us to remain here until the situation is resolved?” “That's if you don’t mind. You can always shift the alliance and we can agree to pucking another time.” I suggested knowing he wouldn't want to give up the alliance that easily. “Not at all,” he said, though there was a glint of suspicion in his eyes. I didn’t care. If keeping them here a little longer meant keeping Aurora close,

Aurora's POV I had been discharged a few days ago and returned to my room with scars as a reminder of the attack. I could always go for a plastic surgery later to remove the scars if I want but mostly werewolves wear their scars with honor. Every morning, since I got back to my room, once I opened my door, a fresh bouquet of flowers greeted me. I’d later found out later that they were being sent by Alpha Darius. The petals were deep violets and soft blues. Even Kieran had noticed the daily gifts since I always arranged them neatly on the table in my room, I could see the questioning glances in his eyes, the silent accusations and unspoken resentments but he never said a word about it. I spent those early days in recovery, I was forced to stay indoors which became overbearing for me. I'd volunteered to work at the pack hospital but I was immediately rejected and told that I needed approval from the Alpha who had been hard to get hold of for some days. I had no choice but to stick to