《The Alpha's Unloved Luna》全部章節：第 121 章 - 第 128 章

Jessica – First Person POVI had never known what it meant to be scared until tonight. Real, ugly, soul-eating fear. The kind that shatters your bones from the inside out while you’re still forced to walk, breathe, pretend to function.I paced in that cold, sterile hallway with blood drying on my cuticles from how hard I’d been digging my nails into my palms. My baby. My daughter. My fucking daughter had been poisoned and was being operated on for the second time in one night and no one could tell me if she was going to live.If she died, I was going to throw myself off the goddamn roof of this hospital. I didn’t care anymore.Keagan held me while I sobbed like some pathetic little girl, gasping for air between pleas and prayers I didn’t even believe in. I couldn’t feel his arms around me anymore. I couldn’t feel anything but dread, grief and this sickening self-loathing. I should’ve been there. I should’ve seen something. Done something. Fought harder. Killed whoever fucking dared.I

Keagan – First PersonI didn’t sleep.Not a second.I sat there all damn night, watching Mina’s little chest rise and fall, her hand wrapped around Liam’s like she knew he was scared too. She didn’t wake up. The doctors said she was fine, that she was resting, but every minute that passed without her eyes fluttering open carved a deeper hole in my chest.Liam had cried himself to sleep. Asked too many questions I wasn’t ready to answer.“Why did Mina fall, Daddy?”“Why was she bleeding?”“Why did she scream like that?”I lied at first. I said she ate something bad.But my son looked me in the eye like he knew I was bullshitting.So I told him the truth.Jessica poisoned her.It fucking shattered me to say it. Watching the belief in his mother flicker and die behind his little eyes. He shook his head at first. Told me it wasn’t true. Said Mommy would never hurt Mina. That Mommy loved them.But I gave him the full story. Everything. From the lunch to the symptoms to the timeline. And he

Emma – First PersonGod, it was finally happening.The way everyone looked at Jessica now? Disgust. Contempt. Suspicion.Exactly what she deserved.And I? I was the good one now. The one who cared. The one who stayed. The one who stood beside Keagan when everyone else was turning into monsters.I sat cross-legged on the living room rug, surrounded by the toys Jessica always bought but never played with. Liam was sitting nearby, curled into himself like a little sulking mushroom, silent and pale. That stupid mop of dark curls was covering half his face.I tried to coax him. Smiled. Held up a toy truck like it was a sacred offering. “Vroom, vroom,” I said gently. “Come on, sweetie. Don’t be sad.”He didn’t even blink.Spoiled little brat.My smile stretched wider. “You know you’re safe with me now, right? I’d never hurt you. I’m not like her.”Still nothing.Ungrateful little rodent.I reached for his arm to yank him up. I didn’t do it hard. Just firm enough. Just enough to shake him ou

Jessica — First PersonIt was less than twelve hours to the Cannes Awards.Not that I was counting.Okay, fine—we were all counting. Liam had a whiteboard. Wilhelmina drew a ticking time bomb beside the number 12. And every hour that passed, they’d update the board and go, “Operation Vindication in T-minus—”“Eleven hours, thirty-seven minutes, and seventeen seconds,” Liam muttered like a tiny NASA technician, fiddling with his high-tech device.“It’s not Operation Vindication,” I corrected gently, trying not to laugh as I applied mascara to my left eye. “It’s just a simple fact-finding mission.”“It’s revenge,” Wilhelmina said, unapologetically chewing on a stick of licorice like it was a cigar. “Like Batman. But with makeup.”I stared at my reflection.Sylvia Reynolds was gone tonight.The face I painted into the mirror was someone older, bolder—sharp cheekbones, new wig, slightly crooked red lips. I’d contoured the heart right out of my face.I looked like a woman who didn’t know h