All Chapters of Moonstruck Hearts : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The night was suffocating. The air around us was thick with tension, like a storm on the verge of breaking. The forest had become a maze of shadows, the trees towering above us, their branches creaking with every gust of wind. We moved through it like shadows ourselves—quiet, deliberate, and desperate to stay ahead of what was chasing us.I could hear the footsteps behind us, distant but unmistakable. The pack was closing in. Their growls echoed through the trees, a constant reminder that we weren’t safe yet, that there was no sanctuary in the darkness. It was as if the world itself had turned against us, the forest no longer a refuge but a trap.I glanced over at Jace, who was leading the way, his expression tight, his senses alert. His hand gripped mine tightly, pulling me along as we navigated the tangled underbrush. Every so often, I felt the unmistakable pull of his power, a subtle but steady presence beside me, keeping me grounded. He was my anchor, but even he seemed to be stru

The Alpha staggered, his body crashing against the jagged rocks behind him as my magic ripped through the air, consuming everything in its path. The force of it sent tremors through the earth, the very ground beneath our feet shaking with the violent energy I had unleashed. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat resonating with the power flowing through me. The darkness was no longer something I feared—it was something I wielded.For a moment, the world around me blurred. The cave, the pack, even Jace and Damon—everything faded into the background, leaving only the Alpha and me. His eyes were wide with disbelief, his arrogance slipping, replaced by a raw, primal fear."You... you're stronger than I thought," the Alpha rasped, struggling to push himself to his feet. His voice was no longer that of the confident, calculating leader I had feared for so long. It was filled with shock, tinged with something much more dangerous: desperation.I took a step forward, my body still trembling f

The night air was cold against my skin, sharp enough to cut through the lingering heat of battle. Our steps were steady, but the quiet felt unnatural after everything that had unfolded. The world around us seemed eerily still, as if holding its breath in the wake of the Alpha's death.Jace walked ahead, his silhouette a dark shadow against the moonlit path. His pace was unhurried, but there was a tension in the way his muscles moved, a barely contained readiness that I could feel even from behind. Damon flanked me, his eyes darting between the surrounding woods and the path ahead, always alert, always watching.For the first time since this nightmare began, there was no looming presence—no pack, no Alpha—but the danger hadn’t vanished. If anything, it felt like the storm was just beginning to gather force.We reached the edge of the woods where the old pack lands lay, a place once filled with power and dread. The cabin Jace had mentioned was just ahead, nestled between two towering pi

Chapter 27: The Price of PowerThe silence that followed the wolves’ departure hung heavy in the air. It wasn’t the peaceful quiet of a post-conflict lull, but a tense pause before the storm. The weight of their words clung to me like a thick fog, clouding my thoughts and drowning out the clarity I had once felt.I turned away from the path where the wolves had vanished into the trees, my heart still racing. The image of their glowing eyes, the authority in their voices, and the promises they’d made—all of it swirled in my mind like a storm that I couldn’t control.Jace stepped beside me, his presence like a tether to reality. “Are you alright?” he asked quietly, his voice careful, as if he feared any wrong word might push me further into the dark place I’d already stepped into.“I don’t know,” I muttered, my voice hollow. The truth was, I wasn’t sure what I felt anymore. Fear, yes. But also something else. A pull. A strange allure that beckoned me toward the power they had spoken of.

Chapter 29: A Line in the SandThe wolves were gone, but their presence lingered like a ghost, filling the air with tension that refused to fade. Their words echoed in my mind, a constant reminder of the choice they had forced upon me.Power or destruction.Control or being hunted.There was no middle ground.I exhaled sharply, trying to steady my nerves as I turned back toward Jace and Damon. The weight of their gazes pressed into me, both of them waiting for my next move. Jace looked calm on the surface, but I could see the storm in his eyes. Damon, however, was less subtle. His expression was hard, unreadable, but the tightness in his jaw told me everything I needed to know—he didn’t trust them.And neither did I.But trust wasn’t the issue. Survival was.“We need information,” I said finally, breaking the thick silence that had settled between us. “Before we make any decision, we have to understand what we’re dealing with.”Jace nodded, but his eyes remained fixed on me, searching