Lahat ng Kabanata ng Moon Touched: Kabanata 341 - Kabanata 350

They press on me to change the king back. It hasn’t even been that long, just two short weeks, yet they act as if centuries have passed. And still he has learned nothing. Still, he refuses to listen to the truth; every voice around him keeps trying to press into that thick royal skull. We have all t

The moment Selene’s magic releases me and my body regains its rightful shape, I feel the shift through every muscle, every tendon, every buried instinct that has been screaming for freedom and two weeks trapped in feathers and humiliation. Two weeks of being dismissed, mocked, and controlled. A king

The fire crackles softly beside me, but it does nothing to warm the cold that has settled inside my bones. Two weeks on the run, and my heart still hasn’t stopped pounding. Every time I breathe too deeply, I expect Tristan’s presence to slam into me—anger first, accusation second, violence somewhere

The dead don’t mourn the way the living do. They don’t cry. They don’t cling. They don’t spiral into what-ifs and maybes. They remember. And lately, everything they remember keeps circling back to Pearl. Not because she’s gone. Because she’s running. I wake before dawn with that truth already

I don’t make mistakes with scents. That’s the first thing Nolan ever taught me. Anyone can follow a trail when it’s fresh, when fear is loud, and blood is hot. But knowing a scent, recognizing it after months, after distance, after it’s been layered with other packs and other lands, that takes dis