All Chapters of Moonstruck Hearts : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The air was thick with the promise of an impending storm, both in the skies above and within the chaos we had stirred. I stood at the edge of the cabin’s porch, staring out into the dense forest that surrounded us, trying to steady my breath. My heartbeat was a rhythmic drum in my chest, each thump carrying the weight of the decision I had made—the one that couldn’t be undone.The wolves, their offer, their promises of power, still lingered in my mind, taunting me with what could be. It was a power that surged beneath my skin, uncontrollable, and yet, there was a part of me that knew it was the only way forward. I wasn’t foolish enough to believe the wolves would let me walk away without a price, but I had no other choice.Jace stood a few feet behind me, his presence a constant, grounding force in the storm that was brewing inside me. His silence spoke volumes, his loyalty unwavering, but I could sense the worry in the air between us. He wasn’t entirely sure about the decision I’d ma

The silence after my revelation stretched long and thick, an invisible force pressing down on all of us. The fire crackled, the only sound filling the space, but even its warmth felt distant. Jace was still holding onto me, his grip firm, grounding. His eyes, dark with concern, searched mine as if trying to piece together what had just happened. Damon stood by the window, his shoulders tense, the flickering light catching the sharp lines of his face. “You saw… yourself?” Jace finally asked, his voice measured, careful. I nodded slowly. “Not just me—something else. Something more.” The memory of that other version of myself lingered, silver veins threading through darkness, a power I barely understood whispering promises I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear. Damon ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. “This isn’t good.” His tone was clipped, controlled—but beneath it, I could hear the tension coiling. “No kidding,” I muttered, rubbing my temples. My head still ached from whate

The forest swallowed us whole.The moment we stepped beyond the cabin’s threshold, the mist thickened, curling around our legs like unseen hands trying to pull us under. The trees, once familiar, now loomed like silent sentinels, their gnarled branches clawing at the sky. The air was thick with something unseen, something wrong.Jace gripped my hand, his touch grounding me as we pushed forward. Damon moved ahead, his gun raised, though we all knew it was useless against whatever had come for me.Something watched us.I could feel it—a pressure at the back of my skull, like fingers pressing into my mind, searching for cracks. The mark on my wrist pulsed, heat curling up my arm, but I refused to look at it. Refused to acknowledge the truth it whispered in my blood.We needed to keep moving.But the woods weren’t the same anymore.The path that should have led to safety twisted beneath our feet, warping and shifting like something alive. No matter how far we ran, the trees seemed to fold

The wind howled through the ruins, whipping through the crumbling temple like a warning. The air still crackled with the remnants of power, the echoes of something ancient pressing against my skin.Jace hadn’t let go of me. His grip was firm, steady—like he was afraid that if he loosened it even slightly, I’d slip away into whatever force had just tried to claim me.Damon swept his gaze across the destruction, his jaw tight. “She’s gone.”“For now,” I murmured, my voice quieter than I intended.Because she wasn’t really gone.She was a shadow in my mind, a whisper lingering in my pulse, reminding me that no matter how much I wanted to fight this, a part of me already knew.You were never just chosen, Elena. You were the beginning.Jace turned to me, his golden eyes dark with something unreadable. “Are you okay?”I almost lied. Almost told him that I was fine. But the truth was heavier, and for once, I didn’t want to run from it.“I don’t know.”Damon exhaled sharply. “Well, that’s com

The chamber pulsed with an unnatural rhythm, the walls undulating around me as if they were alive. Shadows reached out like fingers, curling toward my skin. My breath came in ragged gasps as I strained against the invisible force, my heart racing. I had to fight. I couldn’t surrender. Not to them. Not to this. Jace and Damon were close. I could feel them, even though the walls of this shifting, cursed place had torn us apart. But the more I focused on them, the stronger the pull of the figure beside me grew. It wasn’t just an external force. It was inside me now. Their presence was sinking into my mind, into my very bones, and whispering words I didn’t want to hear. "Embrace it, Elena. You’ve always known what you are. Why fight it?" I shook my head, as though doing so could erase the voice, the truth. But it wouldn’t go away. I had always known there was something inside me, something dangerous. But I’d never let it define me. "You are the beginning, Elena." The words w