All Chapters of THE LUNA'S ECLIPSE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

VALERIA’S POVIt was my first day of training, and I could already feel my nerves fraying. I knew it was going to hurt—physically, mentally, and emotionally. But I had no choice. I am glad that Elijah already decided that I needed training, and I do need it.I can’t even defend myself.I arrived at the training ground, which was more of a clearing in the forest than any organized training space. The ground was uneven, littered with roots and patches of grass that had been trampled into dirt. Unlike the pristine training arenas I’d imagined, this was wild, raw, and unstructured—much like the wolves who called this place home.The others were already there, sparring. But it wasn’t the orderly, one-on-one matches I’d heard about in structured packs. This was chaos. Five or six wolves at a time clashed in the center, fists and feet flying in what looked more like a brawl than a training session. It was a flurry of dodges, punches, and grapples, with no clear rules or structure. They were

Valeria’s POVThe tension in the air was thick, pressing down on me as Tony stood in my path, his broad shoulders blocking my way. His sharp eyes bore into mine, and I could feel the weight of his judgment even before he spoke.“What are you doing, Tony?” I asked, my voice wavering despite my attempt to sound steady.He didn’t answer my question. Instead, his gaze narrowed, and he countered with one of his own. “Where do you think you’re going?”His words were sharp, cutting through the fragile resolve I had managed to muster. Still, I held my ground, clutching my bag tightly as if it were the only thing tethering me to reality.“A safe place,” I said softly, but firmly. “Somewhere far away. Because as long as I’m here, this place won’t be safe for any of you.”Tony crossed his arms over his chest, his stance unyielding. “And you get to decide that?”I swallowed hard, the storm of guilt and fear inside me threatening to spill over. “Don’t you see what happened? Chaos has somehow follo

VALERIA’S POV“I told you to stay. Then why did you leave?” a voice echoed, soft yet commanding.I turned sharply, my heart racing at the familiar tone. The surroundings shimmered into focus—a celestial expanse of soft silver light and endless horizons. Standing before me, radiant and impossibly serene, was the Moon Goddess herself.“So it was you?” I asked, my voice trembling with both awe and confusion.“Who else could it be?” she replied, a faint smile gracing her lips.For a moment, I was speechless. My thoughts swirled in a chaotic storm of disbelief and questions, but I forced myself to focus. “I thought… I thought I was just hearing voices. I thought I was going crazy.”She shook her head, her luminous presence exuding both kindness and authority. “No, Valeria. My intention was to guide you, not drive you away. But you, my child, have a habit of running—from situations, from yourself.”I winced at her words. They stung because they were true. “I didn’t want to hurt them,” I whi

VALERIA’S POVI stared at the items Elijah had laid out on the table, my emotions a chaotic storm. Dread twisted in my stomach, but a small flicker of hope burned in my chest—a dangerous, fragile thing that could be extinguished at any moment.“Why do you have all this?” I asked, my voice shaky.Elijah met my gaze, his expression unreadable yet deeply serious. “Because I’ve been trying to figure out why Dimitri destroyed our pack—and what he’s planning to do next.”The weight of his words pressed down on me. All these years, I’d thought of myself as a victim, as someone who had no choice but to survive. But Elijah… he’d been piecing together the fragments of our tragedy, preparing for something bigger.“So, you’ve been planning revenge against him?” I asked, though I already knew the answer.“Yes,” he said without hesitation. “But now that you’ve told me there are members of our pack still alive—living as slaves in his pack—I have even more reason to destroy him. I won’t leave them th

VALERIA’S POVThe cave was cold and damp, the air filled with the faint scent of earth and moss. It felt foreign, yet oddly comforting—a place cut off from the rest of the forest. The flickering fire Elijah had lit cast dancing shadows on the walls, illuminating the rough texture of the cave’s interior.“Elijah, why are we here?” I asked, my voice echoing slightly in the quiet space.“Because we’re about to find out what’s inside you,” he replied, crouching near the fire and poking at the flames with a stick to keep them alive.“What do you mean?” I pressed, unsure if I was more curious or apprehensive.“I mean that we need to work on your abilities,” he said, his voice steady and firm. “This morning’s session was to build your physical strength. But that’s not enough. Your internal strength—your control over your abilities—is just as important. Right now, it’s clear you have none.”I flinched at his words, my gaze dropping to the ground. The memory of the incident, the way I had hurt