All Chapters of Chasing my Luna : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 2: Shattered PiecesThe steady beep of hospital monitors pulled me from darkness. Everything hurt – my body, my pride, my heart. But my first conscious thought went straight to my stomach.*Please*, I prayed, trying to move my hands. They felt like lead. *Please let my baby be okay.*"Don't move." A nurse's firm grip on my shoulder. "You've been in and out for three days. The pups are stable."Pups. Plural.My eyes flew open, vision blurry but focusing on the nurse's sympathetic face. "What did you say?""Twins," she said softly. "We almost lost all three of you, but your wolf... well, I've never seen maternal instincts that strong. You transformed while unconscious, created a protective cocoon around your stomach. Saved their lives."Twins. Bryan's twins. The irony almost made me laugh, but it came out as a sob instead. He'd thrown away not just me, but three lives. All for his precious pack status.The door opened, and Adam slipped in, looking like he hadn't slept in days. H

Chapter 4: New Heartbeats"I need a gurney at the emergency entrance! Multiple premature delivery!" Through the haze of pain and exhaustion, I registered unfamiliar voices as EMTs rushed me into Saint Mary's Hospital. Three hours of white-knuckled ambulance ride had left me drained, but my babies were fighters. They'd held on."BP's dropping," someone called out. "Get Dr. Mitchell!""No," I managed to gasp. "Dr. Carter. I need Dr. Carter."The EMT squeezed my hand. "Dr. Carter's the best NICU specialist in the city, but he's not on call tonight—""I'm here." A deep voice cut through the chaos. "Move aside, please."Even through my pain-clouded vision, the man who stepped up to my gurney took my breath away. Tall, with kind eyes and surgical scrubs that did nothing to hide his athletic build. But it was his scent that made my wolf stir – pine needles and rain and something wildly familiar.His hands stilled on my chart. I knew he'd caught my scent too.*Mate.*"I'm Dr. Ethan Carter,"

Chapter 6: No Way OutThe steady beeping of the heart monitors matched the rhythm of my pulsing. The air in the hospital room had become thick, choking with tension. The expression on Bryan’s face was a mask of shock, his hands shaking still, hovering just inches away from the medical chart. Sandra forced her eyes open as if denying the truth that was staring right back at her, but no word had left her lips.Every syllable was tinged with urgency as Mark’s voice crackled across the thick silence. “Jessica, we have to move. Now.”I could hear the commotion outside: the shuffle of hurried feet, the crackle of radios, the unmistakable growl of wolves almost held back from attacking. They weren’t waiting. The Rivera enforcer had come, and he was not alone. If I didn’t get out of here in the next few minutes, this hospital would be a battlefield.Ethan tightened his hold on the wheelchair and the bundle in my arms, his free hand sliding protectively over the twins. “She’s hemorrhaging,” he

Chapter 8: No Safe HavenWe sped off down an empty highway, city lights disappearing behind the SUV. The air hung heavy with fatigue and the unspoken truth that we had come, barely, from not being killed. My body throbbed with agony, but I held tight to my newborns, my arms wrapping protectively around them.Ethan sat next to me, jaw clenched and a steady hand on my shoulder. “Jessica, you’re bleeding too much. You need to let me help."My head shook, my vision swirling. "Not yet. Just—just a little farther."Mark, seated in the passenger seat, glanced back. “The enforcers are not going to stop coming. We need to lay low."The driver — a stoic Rivera enforcer I didn’t know — spoke up for the first time. “There’s a safe house thirty miles away from here. No pack jurisdiction.""No pack jurisdiction?" Ethan replied, furrowing his brows. "That’s impossible.""Not impossible," I murmured. "Just hidden."Ethan was sitting beside me now, his jaw clenched, his hand steady on my shoulder. “Je

Chapter 10: The Tides TurnThe sound of approaching vehicles accelerated my pulse. The cabin walls made it seem like they were closing in, and the air felt like it was thick with something — impending violence? Ethan’s fingers paused on the final stitch of my wound before he hastily stowed away his medical tools. Crouched near the window, gun steady, Mark peered through the slats.“They’re spreading out,” Mark whispered. “He’s got at least eight enforcers with him.”Ethan swore under his breath. “We can’t absorb that many in a head-on battle. Not like this.”My arms instinctively closed tighter around the twins, my body still weak but my mind racing. “Then we fight on our terms, not on theirs.”Mark looked at me. “You got something in mind?”I smiled, my decision weighing heavy in my throat. “They want the twins. Bryan will do whatever it takes to get them.” I met Mark’s sharp gaze. “So we use that.”Ethan stiffened beside me. “Jessica—”“There is no other option for us.” I pushed the