Semua Bab My Luna, My Son, My Regret: Bab 161 - Bab 170

Eloise’s POV:The air in the room was thick with the weight of what had just happened. My mother’s body lay motionless on the floor, her breathing steady but slow. I could feel her pulse, the faint but undeniable rhythm of life coursing through her veins. But it wasn’t enough. She wasn’t healed. Not yet.I stood at her side, my blood still pulsing in my veins where she had fed. The pain from the bite had faded, but there was an ache deep inside me. One I couldn’t shake. The power from Selene’s spell still hummed in my bones, mingling with my own energy, threading through the bond I shared with my mother.But I wasn’t sure if it was enough.Kaden was standing near the door, his arms crossed, his eyes fixed on me. He hadn’t spoken much since we brought my mother here, but I could feel his gaze on me, like a weight pressing against my skin.“You did what you had to,” he said, his voice low, measured.I didn’t look at him. I couldn’t. Not yet. “I did what I had to,” I repeated, though the

Eloise’s POVI couldn’t shake the unease that settled in my chest after Caleb left. His words had lingered, taunting me with the idea of an easy solution, of a chance to heal my mother once and for all. But nothing in this world was ever that simple. Nothing worth having came without a cost.Kaden and I had barely exchanged words after Caleb’s visit, the silence between us thick and uncomfortable. He’d been distant, his brooding gaze locked on the horizon, his jaw tight like he was still fighting some inner battle I didn’t understand.I didn’t want to understand it. Not right now.My mother lay still in the room behind us, her fragile form covered by blankets, her breathing shallow but steady. It was progress, but I couldn’t allow myself to be fooled. Selene had warned me: my mother wasn’t out of danger yet. The fight inside her was far from over.The soft rustle of a door opening caught my attention, and I turned to see the young witch, Selene, stepping into the room. Her presence wa

Eloise’s POV:“What?” I looked at him in disbelief. Is he serious?Judging from the stern look on his face, I knew he was telling me the truth. After all, I can sense it. With the mate bond back in place, I could feel his emotions as if they were mine. I can feel his anxiety, his hesitance, and confusion thrown like a swirl of emotions all at the same time.I can most definitely tell if he was lying.I bit my lip, “Did you know?”He jolted, “No. Goddess, no. He caught us both together the night of his return, and that’s how he found his mate.”My jaw drops lower. So that’s why Logan hates him so much, while Kaden just avoided the glares Logan tossed his way every so often. I can feel his guilt building up. With that, I already knew they were having sex by the time they were found.Yet, I could only imagine how it felt like for Logan.I guess I can’t blame him for the rage he feels toward Kaden.“I didn’t know… but that was years ago,” he sighs, rubbing a hand down his face.“And?” I p

169Eloise’s POV:I could feel my veins throbbing at the back of my neck. Selene walks over toward us, and the more she gets closer the stronger my blood boils in my rage.Kaden’s eyes are glued to me, and I turn to look back at him only to be met with his confused gaze.He thinks I don’t know.I clenched my fists and inhaled a deep sighVery well. If that’s how he wants to play it, then two can play in this game.“Eloise, I’ve been worried sick about you. Where have you been all night?” He questions me like he couldn’t feel the pain I have endured through the night. Pain he caused with his betrayal.I tilt my chin up and looked at him dead in the eye.“I would like to ask you the same question,” I questioned, my voice coming out in a low snarl.“I was...” He stops, and hesitates, making my brow raise higher. I dare him to say it. I dare him to say his words and everything will be over.I glanced between him and Selene who tossed a coquettish smirk my way. I wanted to scoff.“He helpe

170Eloise’s POV:“Eloise, the truth is you’re a—” His gaze drifts somewhere behind me, and his eyes harden.I realize soon enough who he was looking at and grip his hand. “It’s fine, we can trust him. You have to tell me,” I plead, looking into my father’s dark eyes, softening the next second. Something I never expected from him. The last time I have seen him look at me with such tenderness, was before all this. Before Kaden walked into my life and altered it completely.He swallows and opens his mouth in his reluctance.“Please,” I whispered.Finally, he sighed, and leaned his head against the countertop where I found him.“Everything you are came from my mother,” he paused and look dead into my eyes. “She’s a dark witch, the last of her kind.” He explained.My eyes widened, and I gasp. I could feel Kaden’s gaze boring holes into my back, attentively listening to the conversation without interfering.“I never knew my father, but I know he would sneak in our camp to see her. He was a