บททั้งหมดของ ONCE FORSAKEN, NOW THE LYCAN KING’S LUNA: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

DANE'S POV I woke up to the sound of Sofia's scream.Sharp, loud and full of panic. I opened my eyes instantly, my body jerking upright. I looked around, heart pounding, ready to fight until I saw her. Sofia was sitting up in bed, gasping for air. Her hands were clutching the blanket. Her eyes were wide, darting around like she didn’t know where she was. “Sofia?” I said quickly, my voice soft but firm. She didn’t answer. She just kept breathing hard, like she’d run for miles. I moved closer and wrapped my arms around her. She was shaking, her whole body was cold, like she’d been pulled out of a nightmare too real to forget. “Hey,” I whispered, holding her tightly. “It’s okay. You’re safe. I’ve got you.” Her chest rose and fell too fast. She didn’t even look at me at first. I could feel the fear in her bones. “What’s the problem?” I asked, brushing her hair from her face. Still nothing. Just silence. She pressed her hands to her face and tried to breathe. I felt her

SOFIA'S POV I was scared to the teeth. I couldn’t stop shaking.They came for me again.Not someone else, but for Me.The sound of bullets still rang in my ears. That horrible crack… the glass breaking… Dane’s body covering mine… it all kept replaying in my head like a broken record.My hands were pressed tightly against my chest as I cowered beside Dane. My body wouldn’t stop trembling. My breathing was shallow, fast, and uneven.I couldn’t understand it. I hadn’t done anything wrong. Why did they want me dead?“What have I done?” I whispered to myself. “Why me?”Dane turned to me immediately. He could see the fear on my face—feel it, even. “Hey, hey, look at me,” he said gently, placing his hand on my cheek. “You’re okay now. You hear me? I won’t let anyone hurt you.”I nodded a little, but it didn’t stop the panic inside. “They… they shot at me again,” I whispered, tears filling my eyes. “They were trying to kill me, Dane.”“I know,” he said, wrapping his arms tightly around me

DANE'S POV The air in the East Wing was heavy. Thick with blood, fear, and silence. Mike and his lords were on their knees like I ordered.Some were bleeding from their mouths, others holding their ribs or wiping sweat from their faces. They looked broken—but not all the way. Not yet.I stood in front of them, tall and cold. Arms crossed. Face like stone.These were the same men who used to sit at my table. Drink with me. Laugh. Plan with me. Now, they were prisoners.Traitors.I looked at Mike, but he didn’t meet my eyes. I took a slow step forward. My boots made a loud thump against the marble floor.Then I said the words. “Remain loyal to me… or die.”Just like that. The words hung in the air like smoke. The lords immediately turned to look at Mike, like scared dogs waiting for their leader’s permission to breathe.Mike didn’t say a word. He clenched his jaw, but I saw the panic in his eyes.I walked toward him slowly, my voice calm but sharp like a blade. I stepped closer, now ju

SOFIA'S POV I followed closely behind Dane as he led the way toward the room where the man from the North was waiting. My heart was beating fast, the unease in the air almost palpable. I had no idea who this man was or why he had come, but I could feel the weight of the unknown pressing on both of us.The man stood there, tall and bulky, his posture rigid. There wasn't a trace of a smile on his face. His eyes were cold, unreadable, like the stone walls of a fortress. His presence alone made the room feel smaller, more suffocating.I could swear I had never seen anyone so stern in my entire life. He looked like someone who had been hardened by years of battles, of survival. His gaze flickered briefly toward me, but only for a moment before he turned his focus back to Dane.Dane didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward with confidence, though I could see the tension in his shoulders, the way his jaw tightened as if preparing for something he couldn’t control.He greeted the man with a respe

SOFIA'S POV That night, everything felt too quiet.The room was dark, the windows open just a little to let in the night air. The moonlight fell softly on the floor, and the box from the northern man sat on the table—untouched. I hadn’t opened it. I didn’t dare. Something about it still made my skin crawl.Dane had stepped out for a while to handle something with the guards. He said he wouldn’t be long. I told him I’d wait up.But now, alone in the room, I started to feel something strange.The air grew cold—colder than before. And then I felt it… a presence. Like someone else was in the room with me.I sat up slowly on the bed, my heart pounding in my chest. “Hello?” I whispered, my voice shaking. “Is someone there?”Silence.But then I saw it—a shadow moving by the corner of the room. It wasn’t the wind. It wasn’t my imagination. Someone… something… was there.My throat tightened. I couldn’t move. The figure stepped closer. I couldn’t see its face, but I could feel the danger. It