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Chapter 55: Let the games begin
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Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 55: Let the games begin
THALIANo matter how far I rise, it’s only when I’m walking toward him that I feel like I’m finally home.Rogue City stinks of blood, smoke, and rot—but I’ve always found comfort in its chaos. It's the only place where monsters like me aren't judged, just measured by how sharp our teeth are. Every crumbling brick and shadowed alley whispers stories of betrayal and bloodshed. My heels click against the wet stone as I lead Celeste through the narrow streets. She clutches my hand, unaware. Sweet thing. She has no idea how deep this all goes.The guards at the gate don’t question me. They part like the Red Sea at the sight of my face. I smirk. Still loyal. Still afraid. That’s exactly how I like them.Celeste skips ahead toward the blackstone fortress at the edge of the ruins—towering, cracked, and beautiful in its brutality.And standing at the top of the worn steps, arms crossed, is him.The Rogue King, my brother.“Hello, my love,” I breathe.He descends the steps, that slow, dangerous
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 54: Pathetic
ENZOIt’s pathetic, the way I still stare at her picture like it hasn’t already burned itself into the back of my mind.The bottle in my hand is almost empty, and the fire in my throat barely dulls the ache in my chest. Beatrice. Her name tastes like regret. Her face—caught mid-laugh in this stupid photograph—haunts me worse than any enemy ever could.I used to tell myself I didn’t love her.That I never would.But now, with nothing but whiskey and silence to keep me company, I can’t lie to myself anymore.She’s gone.She severed the bond.And somehow, it hurts worse now than when it was still fraying. Because before, there was still a thread—thin, strained—but it was there. Now? Nothing. Just an emptiness I can’t claw my way out of.I take another swig and let my head fall back against the couch. The world spins. Everything’s a blur. The fireplace flickers, casting shadows across the walls, and her picture stares back at me from the table like it’s judging me.“What the fuck do you wa
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 53: Push me away
BEATRICEI’ve faced Lycans, rogues, and an abusive ex — yet somehow, the idea of Bailey knowing I fainted scares me more than any of them.“Please don’t tell her,” I whisper, gripping Gamma Aria’s wrist before she can leave the room. My voice cracks a little. “She doesn’t need to know I collapsed. Not like this.”Aria raises an eyebrow. “She’s your daughter, Beatrice. She deserves to know if something serious happened.”I shake my head, jaw tight. “No. Not this. Not again. She already worries too much. I don’t want her scared every time I push myself too far.”Her expression softens. “She’s not a baby anymore. She’s tougher than you think.”“I know she is. That’s the problem.” I lean back against the pillow, trying to ignore the pounding in my skull. “She already acts older than she should. Because of me. Because of everything I’ve put her through.”There’s a pause. Then Aria sighs. “Fine. I won’t tell her. But you better tell her something. The truth always finds a way to come out.”I
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 52: He's different
BEATRICEI’ve never felt pain creep this slowly into my bones.When I open my eyes, the light above me is cold and sterile. My throat is dry. My arms ache like I’ve been wrung out and stitched back together.But what really stops my breath is him.Maxwell.Sitting right there, beside my bed.He’s got that same stoic expression, arms folded across his chest, eyes like winter steel. It feels like some fever dream—maybe I hit my head harder than I thought. For a second, I honestly wonder if I’m hallucinating.“Maxwell?” My voice is a scratch in my throat.His gaze shifts. “You’re awake.”I blink a few times, trying to focus. “Why are you here?”“You fainted. In the middle of training,” he says flatly. “They rushed you to the hospital. Aria called me.”I try to sit up, but my head spins. “You… came here?”“I was nearby,” he says, as if that makes his presence less startling.He looks so out of place in this white, echoey hospital room. Dressed in black like he belongs to the shadows. And y
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 51: Just tired
BEATRICESome days, I feel like I’m held together by nothing but caffeine and spite.The bell above the bakery door jingles as another customer walks in, but I barely look up. My fingers are covered in powdered sugar and chocolate ganache. My wrists ache from kneading dough since before the sun even rose. I’ve already lost track of how many cakes I’ve decorated today.And still, it’s not enough for him.My boss passes behind me, too close again. His hand brushes my lower back—not hard, just long enough to make my skin crawl. I tense, but I don’t flinch this time. Not anymore.He leans in and murmurs, “You’ve been quiet lately. You know I could use someone with your… attention to detail in the back office.”I grit my teeth. “I’ll stick to the pastries.”He huffs a laugh, like it’s a joke. But I know he’s punishing me.Because not long after that, he doubles my prep list.By the time noon hits, I’ve already rotated three trays of croissants, glazed two dozen fruit tarts, and refilled th
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 50: Bodyguard
BAILEYPeople always say kids don’t notice much — but they’re wrong.I notice everything.I notice how Mama smiles with her lips but not always with her eyes. I notice how she still braids my hair even when her fingers tremble from tiredness. I notice how she hides the receipts behind cookbooks and quietly skips the meat aisle at the market sometimes.I especially notice how tired she looks during training class.She says she loves working here with Gamma Aria, and I believe her. But I also see the dark circles under her eyes, the way she sits down slowly when no one’s watching, how she winces when she lifts the heavy bows during lessons.Today, her smile is softer than usual—more like a whisper than a laugh. I want to ask if she’s okay, but I don’t. She’s the grown-up. I’m just a kid. And I already know what she’ll say.“I’m fine, sweetheart. Just a little tired.”She always says that.And maybe it’s true. But that doesn’t make me feel better.After school, I sit on the steps near the
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 49: I hate this
BEATRICEBut he shows up only for a moment—then he’s gone. For a second, I wonder if he was ever really there at all.Honestly, I don’t know what he’s thinking. Back when we saw each other as enemies, at least we were close enough to fight.But now, the distance feels colder. Emptier. Even if he helped me on the open day, I still can’t feel him.But I don’t want to dwell on it.I mean, I have my own life to live.I never thought flour under my nails would mean survival.My mornings start with training whistles, wooden bows, and eager young faces that are slowly warming up to me. My evenings? I trade the sound of arrows hitting targets for the scent of fresh bread and rising dough. It’s not glamorous, but it keeps me and Bailey afloat.The job at the training center is rewarding in its own way. The pups are no longer openly rude, at least. Some even greet me now. A few ask questions, laugh at my jokes, or seek help with form. I’m still not one of them, not entirely, but the walls are
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 48: Prove yourself
BEATRICEThere’s a certain weight to a child’s stare—sharp, unfiltered, and unforgiving.The moment I walk into the training field with Gamma Aria, I feel it. The soft scoffs passed between tightly packed huddles of little Lycans. They might be young, but they’ve already learned to judge with their eyes.Today’s lesson is archery. And I should feel excited—I get to help teach, to prove I’m capable. But the moment Aria introduced me as her teaching assistant, I knew this wasn’t going to be easy.The nods are polite. The respect is not.I start the session anyway, doing my best to mask the nerves fluttering in my chest. I walk them through the basics—how to hold the bow, how to position their feet, how to breathe—but most of them won’t even look me in the eye. One girl yawns dramatically. Another boy stares pointedly at a tree, like it’s more interesting than anything I’m saying.Only Bailey sits up straight, hanging on my every word. She beams when I speak, nods earnestly, and even corr
Forsaken Luna's Second Chance Chapter 47: That means a lot
BEATRICEMaxwell showing up at the open day means more than he knows.I still can’t quite believe it—he came. He walked across that school field, all polished shoes and royal presence, like it was the most normal thing in the world. And yet, it’s not normal. Not even close.Not when I know how much this could cost him.The other parents went silent the second he arrived. Teachers paused mid-sentence. Kids stood up straighter. But Bailey didn’t even flinch. She lit up the second she saw him and called out, "Uncle Maxwell!"The way he smiled back at her—like it was the most natural thing in the world—makes my chest tighten. He crouched down to her level, listening intently as she pulled him into our picnic blanket, insisting he try the food I made. I barely had time to react. One second it was just the two of us, the next, he was there beside us like he belonged.And in that moment, I couldn’t bring myself to care about the stares. Or the whispers. Or the way some of the other moms clutc
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