Semua Bab BETRAYED BY THE MOON : Bab 51 - Bab 55

Amara’s POVThe battlefield was a graveyard of smoke and silence.I stood in the center, my body pulsing with black fire, the ground beneath me scorched and cracked like glass about to shatter. The wind had gone still. The creatures—Lilith’s and mine alike—had fallen silent.All eyes were on me.The wolves of Moonshine Pack didn’t cheer.They didn’t rush forward.They just watched… and they feared.My chest rose and fell with slow, burning breaths. I lowered my hands and blinked—once.The blackness did not fade from my eyes.I turned slowly, letting the moment settle into the bones of those who bore witness. They would remember this. The soundless massacre. The smell of magic scorched by fire and corruption.The silence broke—by a scream.“No!” Mira’s voice cracked through the air like lightning. She sprinted toward one of the warriors—Toma, barely more than a boy—his body unmoving in the grass, burnt from the dark pulse I’d unleashed.I didn’t remember striking him.But I didn’t deny

Amara’s POVThe shadow called to me.Every instinct screamed to run.But my body didn’t move.The thing—my creator, if Lilith’s words held truth—hovered at the edge of the battlefield like an eclipse that had taken root. It had no real face, no bones, no breath. Just... presence. A suffocating storm of eyes and teeth and hunger. “Come, child of mine. Come be whole.”The words echoed in my mind, wrapping around my ribs like chains.A small part of me whimpered. The part that still remembered my first kiss. My mother’s hands braiding my hair. The first time Darius told me I was more than just powerful—I was good.That part of me felt like it was drowning now. “Amara!” Darius’s voice was hoarse.His hands gripped my shoulders, grounding me. But they felt... fainter, like I was beginning to slip into another realm. Or into something else entirely.The rogue was suddenly in front of me, placing a dagger between us—not raised to harm, but warding. His voice was sharp, cracking through t

Amara’s POVSilence pressed in like a second skin.The crater around me smoked, pulsing faintly with the remnants of magic — not dark, not golden. Just... mine.I coughed, tasting ash. My body felt hollow, like the scream that expelled the darkness had taken everything with it.But the mark on my wrist was still there — warm now, not burning. The shape shimmered faintly, as if unsure of what it was supposed to be.I sat up slowly.Darius was still beside me, bleeding, eyes never leaving mine. He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to.Because we both knew something had changed — and not just in me.Across the clearing, Lilith rose.Her silver hair clung to her bloodied face, and for the first time, she looked… rattled.The ancient creature — the one that had created us — was gone.Or at least, no longer present.Vanished with the light.Lilith’s lips curled, not in her usual smirk, but in something tighter. Controlled. “That was reckless.”I stood, swaying.“You wanted me to lose myself. B