Lahat ng Kabanata ng I AM BETRAYED BY THE MOON: Kabanata 211 - Kabanata 220

Author’s POV Elara tossed and turned in her bed, sweat beading across her forehead. The room was silent, but her mind was alive with unrest. And then all of a sudden, everything around her disappeared. She stood barefoot in the middle of a misty forest, surrounded by whispering trees bathed in silvery light. The air was cool, and everything shimmered with an otherworldly glow. Elara looked down at herself; she was dressed in white, her hair loose, flowing. Confused, she turned in a slow circle. Where am I? She thought, fear raging through her. One minute she was in her room and the next, she's standing in the middle of nowhere. She started walking away, trying to find her way out of the forest but all to no avail. It was like she was walking in circles—meeting herself in the same spot as before. “Goddess,” she heaved, her voice laced with exhaustion and frustration as she tried to make sense of everything happening.“ Where the hell am I?“ She screamed, sweat trailing down her f

Author’s POV The moment Elara read the message on her phone, her stomach dropped. “You don’t have much time left. You really need to book your surgery now!” Right. The surgery? How come she always forgets that she is dying and would only remember when she gets the message from the doctor. Her hand clenched tightly around the device. A sharp pain throbbed in her head, reminding her of her dwindling time. But there was no space for weakness now—not when the kingdom’s survival was at stake. She inhaled shakily and turned off the phone. Damian was watching her, concerned about furrowing his brow. He couldn't help but think that there's something wrong with her and that there's something she's been hiding. He contemplated if he should ask her or not, given that they were just making up and he doesn't want to jinx it by getting her annoyed. He summoned his courage and asked, “Elara? What was that? You look worried.“ “I’m fine,” she said sharply, just so he won't suspect anything. Th

Lyra’s POV Becoming Luna felt like everything I ever wanted finally belonged to me. Although I found it strange that Damian had changed our initial plans and made me Luna before we even got married, I don't care. The marriage doesn't matter anyways. In fact, I prefer if he doesn't tie me down with some sham marriage; I just wanted to become Luna anyways. It's been just five days, and those days are the happiest moments of my life. The respect. The authority. The power I now wedge is exhilarating. The crown on my head, the whispers of “Luna Lyra,” the subtle envy in their stares and the shift in their angry gaze to surrender—it was intoxicating. For years I’d watched Elara parade around like she was royalty. She has always acted like she was better than me while she was a princess and also the Luna. But now? She had to watch me. Watch how I take charge. How I make her regret the humiliations and pains she made me pass through. Elara would suffer. It's a vow. I strolled through

Kael’s POV The moment I heard the sound of leaves crushing under hurried boots, my instincts kicked in. Someone had seen us. This was dangerous. I tore out of the warehouse without thinking, the night air biting against my skin as I sprinted into the trees. My eyes darted left, then right, locking on a shadow dressed in all black with a small back pack bolting through the trees ahead. Too fast. Just like lightning. I was fast myself which is one of the reasons why I have always caught every spy Damian sent after me in the past but this… person is different. Whoever it was knew how to move in the dark. Silent. Light-footed. But not fast enough to avoid being caught had I been prepared. “Hey!” I roared, jumping over a fallen log. My feet slammed into the earth, the adrenaline coursing through my veins. But the figure slipped deeper into the trees, weaving like smoke. I ran harder. Branches whipped across my chest. My dagger was clenched in my hand. I would kill whoever it was.

Elara's POV It been more than twelve hours since Clara handed this pictures and report to me and yet I still couldn't believe it. No matter how many times I stared at it… the stranger it looks, the more unreasonable it seems. I wanted to deny it, said it was a misinformation but here it is, evidences staring blankly at me.I have always thought that there was something strange going on between Kael and Lyra, I knew they were planning something… but definitely not this. Not something this grievous.Kael and Lyra have been having an affair and the worst of it all was that Lyra's pregnancy belonged to Kael and not Damian.Holy shit! Lyra is such a hideous snake. How could she do this to Damian? He has loved her. Cared for her. Protected her even against all odds—all because he thought she was carrying his baby.Now, I pity Damian. He has been hopeful about that baby, looking forward to it than anyone else but all of that was just a scheme. A leash around his neck for her manipulation.A