บททั้งหมดของ His Rogue Luna is a Princess : บทที่ 251 - บทที่ 260

DEREKThey were already seated when I arrived.The sentencing chamber in the central courthouse had the hushed, heavy atmosphere of a room waiting to breathe. The kind of place where sound never echoed quite right, and even the air felt weighted—thick with old grief and new judgment.Stone walls loo

ELENAThe torches lining the path flickered like stars pulled down to earth. Each one stood tall and still, the flames flickering gently in the mountain air. The pack moved slowly, reverently, their bodies hushed in instinctive deference to the night and what it represented.Beside me, Aiden held my

ELENAThe box with Maggie’s dagger sat untouched on my nightstand for hours.I tried to ignore it, tried to read, tried to sleep. But my eyes kept drifting to that velvet-lined box. To the sharp glint of silver through the crack in the lid. To the way my pulse seemed to react every time I so much as

She mattered. Her work mattered. And I wasn’t going to let politics or petty grudges get in the way of that.Still, the silence from her was a wound that never stopped aching.That afternoon, my phone buzzed. I didn’t recognize the number.I almost didn’t answer.But some part of me—worn down, tired

ELENAThe room was spinning when I surfaced.Not literally—not in that dizzy, vertigo way—but in a deeper, stranger sense. Like reality had been pulled too tight and then suddenly let go, snapping back with a sickening lurch.The floor wasn’t moving, but I felt as though I was tilting, like my soul