Lahat ng Kabanata ng Betrayal under the wolf’s moon: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

Revik didn't answer. He simply turned, and walked away.We returned when the sun was high above the trees, but the camp was cast in shadow. I could feel it the moment we stepped through the outer circle of tents, the eyes following us.They didn’t say anything right away, but their silence was thicker than noise.Luca helped me to a bench near the edge of the fire circle. I sat with my arms wrapped tightly around myself, trying to still the shaking in my hands. My head still throbbed with the aftershock of the vision, and my stomach churned from the memory of it all.The bodies. The blood. Her laugh.The way she said my name.Luca crouched in front of me. His hand brushed my cheek, then slid to my wrist, grounding me. I leaned into the contact.“You’re freezing,” he murmured. “Mira… talk to me.”I shook my head. I could barely even think straight, what was I supposed to say?He didn’t push, but he remained by my side, eyes full of unspoken pain.Then I heard whispers behind us.“She w

My heart did a risky flip in my chest, twisting and taking away my ability to breathe.The way he looked at me, the way his eyes darkened with the pain, what was I doing?My voice sounded like it wasn't mine. “I didn’t ask for anything, Luca.”“Wow!" He breathed. A scoff escaped his lips. “You didn’t have to ask,” he shot back. “I was there because I care. Because I…”“Because you feel responsible,” I interrupted. “Because you think if you just stay close enough, you can fix this. Fix me.”“That’s not what this is about!”“Then what is it about?” I snapped, finally turning to face him. “Because I’m tired, Luca. I’m tired of pretending like I’m not falling apart. Like I’m not losing pieces of myself every time something goes wrong. And maybe I just need space to breathe.”He ran his hand through his hair, so roughly, I thought he'd pull out the entire thing. “I dont fucking understand you, Mira. Why? Why are you doing this? It's almost like you blame me for everything. It's not my faul

The woods were quiet again, but my head wasn’t. I sat there in the shadows, frozen in the spot where Luca had walked away, his words still echoing like stones dropped into a still lake.“Maybe it's time I stopped!”He was right.I had pushed him, again and again, with my silence, with my coldness. It wasn't because I stopped needing him—I still needed him—but because I didn’t know how to carry the weight of what I’d seen, of what I felt, and still expect him to hold me up. I was ashamed of being so broken, of being afraid.However, the moment he left just now, when he turned away like he couldn’t take another step near me… a different kind of fear gripped me. Not the kind Alexa’s bloodshed left in my dreams. This one felt more real, it felt like it was connected directly to my heart ‘cause why was it aching so much?The fear of losing him.My legs moved before I told them to. I rose to my feet, stumbled forward into the trees, breath catching in my throat as I followed the echo of his

I closed the space between us and kissed him. He didn't see it coming. I felt his body tense up, and his eyes snapped shut.He deepened it with a sigh, one hand sliding around my waist, the other threading into my hair. His touch was fire and balm, not demanding, but aching. Like he’d waited a thousand nights for this.I gasped softly as he pulled me on top of him, his hands running down my back, settling at my hips. My hands settled on his chest, the solidness of it making me shudder.Balancing myself further on the hardness I felt beneath me, I began unbuttoning his shirt. In no time, I was staring at his bare chest under the glow of the moonlight.He was beautiful!His voice pulled me out of that brief moment, and the next minute, I was beneath him, staring into those gorgeous eyes. He was breathless, his tone laced with an authority I didn't know he had. “Undress!" One word! Just one word, and I was pulling everything off my skin with a fervent urgency. I stood before him, bared

The rest of the day was uneventful, but definitely not boring. Not with Luca. Soon, night fell, and morning came. Today was the day we began our mission to return to the hidden village—what was left of it rather. Hopefully, we'll find out way without Alexa finding us and plunging my heart right out of my chest.She wouldn't really do that, would she?The sun hadn’t risen yet, but the pale gray light of dawn crept over the treetops like a whispered promise. I laid there for a while, listening to Luca breathe beside me. His arm was still wrapped around my waist, his chest warm against my back. That night lingered in my body like smoke. I told you I'd never forget.However, the peace of it didn’t dull the sharp edge of reality, especially after we nearly walked into our doom the day before. It only made me more certain.I turned gently, trying not to wake him, but of course I failed.“You’re already thinking. It's barely even morning,” he murmured, voice still thick with sleep, eyes bare