All Chapters of Moonstruck Hearts : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The walk back to the pack's territory felt longer than it should have.Maybe it was the way the trees seemed too still, their branches weighed down by the early morning mist. Or maybe it was the way Kael stayed just a step behind me, his silence thicker than the damp air around us.I pulled my hoodie tighter around my shoulders, trying to ignore the way the mark on my palm still tingled. Even hidden beneath fabric, I could feel it—warm, alive, pulsing in time with my heartbeat.Kael hadn’t spoken since we left the caves.Not about what had happened.Not about what I had done.And definitely not about the way I had thrown a creature twice my size across the cave without touching it.The tension between us was suffocating.When the pack’s cabins came into view, a pit formed in my stomach. I had been so desperate to get out of the caves, I hadn’t considered what would happen once I got back.I wasn’t the same girl who had walked into those tunnels.And I had no idea how to explain that t

The pack’s territory felt even more suffocating in the light of the full moon.The trees, tall and looming, seemed to close in around me as I walked toward the outskirts of the clearing, the weight of their ancient gaze pressing against my chest. Every breath felt too shallow, too forced, like I was breathing in something poisonous.I had spent the day avoiding everyone—the pack, Kael, Jace—giving myself space to think, to make a decision. The mark on my hand still pulsed with an energy I couldn’t control. I couldn’t even begin to understand it, and the more I tried to ignore it, the stronger it became.I was running out of time.I had made it clear I wasn’t wanted here—not in the pack, not in the world I had been brought into. Yet, even knowing that, I couldn’t leave. Not without knowing the truth.Something was happening to me. Something more than just the mark.And I had to find out what it was.As I neared the woods, I couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. Every time I turn

The air was thick with tension, charged with an electricity that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I could feel the danger emanating from Corwin, and the growing weight of the power inside me—the mark on my skin pulsing with a strange urgency.Corwin was faster than I had ever anticipated. His movements were a blur, a streak of shadow in the moonlight as he lunged toward Jace. The air was alive with the crackle of energy as the two of them collided in a vicious clash.Jace’s growl rang out as he blocked Corwin’s advance, but I could see the strain in his eyes, the tension in his body as he fought to keep Corwin at bay. It wasn’t just physical strength that was at play here—it was something deeper, something primal.“Stay back, Elena!” Jace’s voice was a roar as he pushed Corwin away, his body lurching with the effort. “Get to safety!”But I couldn’t move. I couldn’t just stand there, watching as Jace fought for both our lives. The mark on my skin burned with a raw intens

The night stretched endlessly, as if time itself had conspired to keep us in this moment, suspended between what was and what might be. The fire crackled between Jace and me, casting an orange glow on the surrounding trees that seemed to grow darker with each passing hour. The forest was eerily silent, save for the occasional rustling of the wind. It was a quiet unlike any I’d ever known—so still, it felt as though the world itself was holding its breath.I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were being watched, even though I knew no one else was around. My senses were heightened, more acute than they had ever been. Every rustle of a leaf, every snap of a twig felt like a warning, like the world itself was preparing for something.“Jace,” I whispered, not wanting to break the fragile silence that hung between us. “What happens if Corwin finds us?”He didn’t respond right away, his eyes fixed on the flames. I could see the conflict in his features, the way his jaw tightened as he weighe

The air was thick with tension, charged with the promise of something terrible on the horizon. Every crack of a twig beneath our feet, every whisper of wind through the trees, felt like a countdown. The forest had gone eerily quiet, as if it too was holding its breath, waiting for the inevitable. I could feel the shift in the atmosphere around us, the sharp edge of impending danger. My heart pounded in my chest, the pulse of fear coursing through me as I looked to Jace, his face shadowed and unreadable in the dim light. He was the one thing keeping me grounded, the only constant in this sea of uncertainty, but even he seemed tense, his body coiled tight with the threat of whatever was waiting in the dark. "Stay close," he whispered, his voice barely audible, his eyes scanning the woods. I nodded without question, my instincts telling me to trust him, to follow his lead. I felt the weight of the power inside me stir again, like a sleeping beast that had begun to awaken. It was diffe