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Selena’s POVMy head ached immediately I opened my eyes. I didn’t know how long I’ve been sleeping, how long I’ve been here or who owns the bed I am laying on.My eyes scanned the four corners of the room, checking to see if I would see anyone, but there was no one in the room. I was the only one in the large black painted room, everything in the room was in black color. The decor in the room was all speaking luxury and expensive.Where the hell am I? I questioned. As if the question I asked triggered my brain to start functioning again. I held my head tightly as I remembered I was attacked at the restroom earlier.My heart pounded so fast but I remembered seeing him, seeing Mr Sinner before blacking out.I tried to stand up to check if truly I am safe, but the drip connected to my wrist dragged me back. I hadn’t noticed anything was connected to me before. I carefully stood up and dragged the drip stand alongside with me as I headed to the door.I held the door handle, turned it over

Lorenzo’s POV I couldn’t stop staring at her during the engagement party. She looked so damn gorgeous, and for the first time I must admit I was jealous seeing her beside my brother, that snitch, his hand linked with hers.It took all the control in me not to knock my brother down with a hard punch for flirting openly with my blue eyes. Leonard would not stop smirking and smiling just because he had Selene beside him.As God would have it he finally excused himself from her. My body was calm for a moment at least; she was sitting alone. I pleaded with my eyes so we could talk, but she looked away without even waiting for me to finish.As if luck were on my side, her phone buzzed and she excused herself from the party. I quickly stood up to follow her, but my annoying bride to be seemed to have an important message to deliver.“Honey,” she called, her voice low but too fake to be sweet.I looked at her in disgust at the way those words rolled out of her mouth.“We need to dance,” she

Selena’s POVMy heels clicked hard on the floor, waist bouncing to the rhythm of my steps. Everyone was staring, wondering who I was or should I say, wondering if I came for their heads. Well, sooner or later, all those that had a hand in my parents’ death will have their heads rolling on the damn floor.Leonard held my arm more closely to himself, like he owned me, like I was some kind of treasure he had won. I watched as young men frowned at him while they had their teeth all opened up for me, like they were advertising a toothpaste brand. Lorenzo wasn’t left out. I watched as he stood, with his hands fitted together. He tried so hard to hide that he wasn’t angry, but he was actually doing a bad job at hiding it.“Congratulations,” I said, stretching my hand forward for a handshake. My hand was left hanging in the air for some minutes before Diva glinted it away.I smiled softly. I wasn’t about to react rashly to that. I knew better than to plan and strategize very well before I cou

Lorenzo POVI woke up with dark under-eyes; I had barely slept through the night. I know I’m not the type that fancies sleep or sleeps early, but this night took a bad turn for me. I tossed and turned all night looking for a way out, trying to find an escape, but I couldn’t do anything , not because I didn’t figure out a solution, I just chose to trade softly so as not to let anyone get hurt.I stood up from the bed and was about to head to the bathroom to have my bath when I caught sight of something or rather, someone at the far corner of my eye. I moved closer to the window to take a better look.Father’s men were already in the compound. I wondered how long they’d been there. My blood boiled; Father was really trespassing. I fixed the rope on my robe, my legs finding their way to the door to send them away from the property.“You won’t want her head delivered to your doorstep,” Father’s words echoed in my ears.I stopped in my tracks and turned to the bathroom in annoyance. My han

Lorenzo’s POVMy heart stopped beating for a second the moment he uttered that word.I ran to where Selena was seated, dragged her out of the seat, and made her stand behind me. My hands found their way under my trouser and pulled out the gun I had hidden there. I wouldn’t be so foolish to walk into the lion’s den without protection.All this while, Father didn’t leave where he stood. His hand didn’t pull out any weapons. He just stood there watching my every move.You are scaring the little girl, he said, his hand now picking up the wine on the wine bar.My neck turned, looking behind me. Selena looked terrified, her little fingers held the rim of my clothes.It’s alright, I said, my voice calm and low. I tried not to scare her any further. Heaven knows I hate to see her looking this way, looking terrified.My hand fixed the gun back into where I took it.What do you want with her? I questioned Father.He smiled softly. If anyone hadn’t known him, they would have thought that smile w

Lorenzo’s POVLinda will position herself here while the rest of you will go in. That way, she will be able to communicate with you guys. She will serve as your watchdog, I said, my hand placing the last stone on the map.My eyes scanned through the map I had planned out. Everyone was silent. Of course, they would be since I was the one giving out the instructions. They wouldn’t want to miss out on whatever I said; they know me so well that I hate mistakes.Everyone dismissed out of the room, leaving behind Mateo and me.My hands folded behind me, legs crossed, and my back leaning on the floor. My eyes stared into Mateo’s, waiting for that one thing I had been meaning to hear the moment I woke up—an explanation of how I got out. The last I remember was when everything exploded, with stones and rocks falling on my body.You were nowhere to be found for days. At first, I thought you had your reasons, maybe it was some of your solo operations, but as days went by, my fears increased. You

Damon’s POVWe were just about to sleep when Sophia suddenly winced beside me, clutching her stomach.“Damon,” she whispered, her face contorting in pain. “My tummy… it hurts.”My heart stopped.Then panic slammed into me.The pain in her voice wasn’t normal. It wasn’t mild. It was sharp,piercing. I sat up in an instant, already helping her sit up as the intensity in her grip increased.“Sophia? Hey look at me. What’s happening? Where does it hurt?”She gasped again, one hand gripping the sheets, the other pressing against her swollen belly. Her skin had gone pale. Too pale.I didn’t wait.I ran out of the room, my bare feet hitting the cold floors of the palace halls as I shouted, “MOM!”Within seconds, she came rushing up the stairs,my mother.“She’s in pain,” I said, frantic, grabbing her hand and pulling her into the room. “Something’s wrong. The pup…”My mother stepped in, her calm expression fading the second she laid eyes on Sophia. Her own face shifted to one of urgency.“She’

Sophia’s POVI smiled softly as I watered the plants, watching the petals sway and dance with the gentle morning breeze. The garden, once torn by chaos, now bloomed in vibrant colors,life returning, slowly but surely.It’s been months since the war ended, and for the first time in what felt like forever, peace settled like a warm blanket over the pack. No alarms. No howls of fear. Just calm.Mother has been so loving more than I ever imagined. Her warmth no longer feels distant or forced. She holds me close now, like she’s afraid of losing me again. And Father... he visits often, bringing rare smiles and silent reassurances with his presence. The guilt in his eyes hasn’t faded, but neither has the tenderness in his touch when he tucks my hair behind my ear or hugs me goodbye.Kane and Elera have grown closer, too. I see the way they stand together now, side by side like pillars I can lean on. Elera laughs more when Kane’s around, and Kane stoic, loyal Kane softens in her presence.The

Sophia’s POVI kissed Damon again, slower this time lingering, tracing his lips with mine, savoring every soft groan he made. My hands roamed over him, careful around the bruises, but hungry to feel every inch of the man I thought I’d lost.My lips followed the trail of my fingers, down the curve of his jaw, across his collarbone, to the hard lines of his chest. He was still recovering, still fragile… but the way he responded to my touch told me exactly what he needed.What we needed.I straddled him again, breath shaking as I aligned us, my fingers trembling with anticipation. And then finally I sank down onto him.A gasp escaped my lips.It was like the world cracked open and all the light I had lost came rushing back in. I moved on him with slow, aching purpose at first, taking in the fullness of him, the connection of soul to soul.“Goddess, Sophia…” Damon groaned, his voice thick and raw. His hands found my hips, fingers digging in with more strength than I expected. “You feel li

Sophia’s POVThe palace gates loomed ahead, grand and glittering in the afternoon light, but all I saw was the pain burning in my chest.I ran through the halls like a storm. The scent of blood and smoke still clung to the air, but I didn’t stop. My feet barely touched the ground as I whispered the only name that mattered.“Damon… Where’s Damon?”My voice cracked.My mother met me first. Her face was pale, lips pressed tight as if holding back a sob. Beta Kane stood beside her, his eyes lowered not in shame, but in grief.They didn’t say a word. They simply turned.I followed them down the corridor, past shattered glass and wounded guards, through doors smeared with battle. My heart pounded with every step. I could barely breathe.Until we stopped.The room was too quiet.Too still.There he was.Damon.My mate.Lying motionless on the bed, his body wrapped in linens, his skin paler than I’d ever seen. His chest rose barely but he didn’t stir. His powerful arms, always ready to pull m

Sophia’s POVThe rogues lunged.But I was already moving.Time seemed to bend around me,each heartbeat stretched into eternity, each breath sharp as a blade. They came from all sides, teeth bared, weapons raised, silver glinting in the smoke-heavy air.But they were too slow.With one flick of my wrist, the ground exploded beneath their feet, roots shooting up like spears. I spun, catching two by the neck with a wave of air, slamming them into the earth. My body moved on instinct, a blur of fury and precision.One tried to sneak up behind me silver blade drawn but I twisted, dodging with a grace that wasn’t mine alone. The wind warned me. The forest shielded me. My power surged like wildfire.In less than a minute, they were down groaning, unconscious, or simply… gone.I stood amidst the bodies, chest heaving slightly, but my gaze was already locked on her.Evenly.She hadn’t moved.She stood tall, regal in her Luna robes, silver armor beneath her cloak catching the dying light. In he

Sophia’s POVThe earth beneath my feet was scorched, the sky above dimmed with smoke. Every step I took through the ruins of the forest screamed of pain burned trees, shattered stones, the very air reeking of death and chaos.Darius had done this.And I would be the one to end it.Then I saw him.He stood in a clearing, tossing fireballs at the ground like a mad god, laughing as flames danced across what used to be sacred land. His eyes those blood-red eyes glowed with darkness, but when they landed on me, they widened, if only for a second. Shock. He hadn’t expected me to come back.But he masked it quickly, cocking his head with a smirk.“Well, well,” he said, voice dripping venom. “So you’re not backing down. Brave, but stupid. I went easy on you before.”He hurled a whirlwind of air at me, thick and sharp like a wall of knives.I stood my ground, calm and unmoving.“My name is Sophia,” I said, my voice ringing through the chaos like a bell. “The Legendary Luna. I accept my destiny