Semua Bab Forsaken Luna's Revenge : Bab 71 - Bab 80

“Elias?” I called out knowingly with a smirk, watching as the worry on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by pure shock.“Wait! What?..."“What are you saying?”“Why are you suddenly calling me Elias? I’m Owen…”“Can’t you see that Elias was the one standing right in front of you, pretending to be weak?”“Why are you suddenly turning to me?” Elias stammered, still trying to fake Owen’s identity.I smirked again, seeing the stunned look on his face.He was so shocked that I saw through his stupidity so quickly. I couldn’t believe I had actually thought he was Owen just moments ago and I didn’t even listen to Faye before, and now I feel bad about it.But at the same time, I was glad Faye was with me, helping me see the truth. If not, I would’ve made a terrible mistake—one I could never forgive myself for.If I had killed Owen with my own hands, knowing he cried and showed me signs, it would have haunted me for the rest of my life. I’m so glad I didn’t, because I’d be living wi

“Selene, don’t do this,” Faye’s voice whispered urgently in my mind, soft but firm. “Elias is playing you.”I stood over Ronan, the silver dagger trembling slightly in my hand, but not because I was afraid of him. No—I was furious at myself for even thinking about listening to Elias’s offer.Ronan groaned beneath me, his body still weak from absorbing the blast Elias had thrown at him. His eyes fluttered open slowly, locking onto mine with a mix of pain and something else—something that made my chest tighten, even now.“Don’t listen to him,” Ronan rasped, coughing as he tried to sit up. “He’ll use your power, Selene. He’ll destroy everything.”I don’t understand why Ronan still cares about me this much.I thought he didn’t want to see me again—that he hated me and regretted ever meeting me. So why is he doing all this for me?It’s making me feel things I thought I’d buried the moment he rejected me.I don’t know if I should be happy he came back or not. Honestly, I don’t know how to f

Immediately, everything went black, like my eyes were forced shut against my will. I couldn’t hear anything—no sound, no movement, nothing. Just complete darkness. I didn’t even know where I was anymore. Was this the beginning of my punishment? For killing Owen? But it was a mistake. I didn’t know Owen would die too.“Goddess! What’s happening? Why am I here? Nothing makes sense!” I cried out, my voice shaky with fear and disbelief. “I was in the Crimson Howl Pack just a second ago. Owen was still burning—and now I’m suddenly here without knowing how or what is going to happen to me.”“Ronan! Ronan!” I screamed, calling his name again and again. But no one answered. Only my own voice echoed through the emptiness, bouncing back at me. The silence was terrifying, especially when I couldn’t even see where I was. I tried using my celestial powers to create some light—but nothing happened. My powers didn’t work. My heart pounded so hard it felt like it wanted to jump out of my chest.“Wait

I didn’t know how long we stayed like that—wrapped in each other’s arms, hearts beating in sync. For the first time in what felt like forever, the weight on my shoulders was lighter. The dream had left its scars, but it had also left clarity. I had made my choice. I wouldn’t let pride lead me astray. I wouldn’t let fear decide my path.But peace never lasted long in my world.A soft chime echoed through the Moon Temple—a sound I hadn’t heard before. Ronan pulled back slightly, his brows furrowing as he turned toward the doorway. Lyria’s expression darkened.“What was that?” I asked, instinctively rising to my feet. A strange hum vibrated beneath the floor, like the temple itself was responding to something ancient.Lyria’s calm voice was laced with something sharp—urgency. “That was the Calling Bell. The temple has sensed your awakening... and your readiness.”“For what?” Ronan asked, already reaching for my hand.“For the first true trial of the Celestial Heir,” Lyria said. “It’s tim

For a long moment, there was nothing but silence. Heavy. Crushing. The kind of silence that came after something broke—something deep, something vital.I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe.Rowena’s words echoed in my head like they had been shouted into a canyon:“I’m pregnant. Ronan is the father.”No one spoke.Lyria’s body went rigid beside me, her silver aura flickering sharply in the air, like a blade had just been unsheathed. Her eyes never left Rowena’s face, but I didn’t need to see them to know she was furious. Not just at Rowena—but at the danger her presence represented.My own heartbeat roared in my ears. I looked at Rowena, her hand still resting over her stomach, her expression calm. Too calm.Ronan had never mentioned her. Not once.We’d shared everything—our fears, our dreams, our pasts.Hadn’t we?I felt something shift inside me, like the ground beneath my feet had cracked open and I was falling, tumbling into a space I didn’t recognize.“I don’t believe you, Ronan wou