Semua Bab Forsaken Luna's Revenge : Bab 81 - Bab 85

Immediately, Rowena was led back inside. I can't shake the feeling in my heart that she's up to something bad. I try to ignore it, but I just can’t help it. But that isn't the biggest problem right now, because what truly matters is the storm I'm already feeding in my heart. I don’t want to get angry at Ronan, and I don’t want things to end the way they did in the vision the Moon Goddess showed me, because if I let my pain and anger take over now, I’ll be the one who ends up hurt the most. I know this is Ronan’s past, but it already feels like Rowena is taking everything, even though she only arrived a few hours ago. She hasn’t done anything to make me suspicious or to make me think she wants to come between me and Ronan, yet I can’t shake the feeling that she is. Does that mean that’s what’s going to happen? Rowena will use the child to turn Ronan against me? And Ronan will reject me and choose her as his mate, just because she carried his child first? I won’t matter anymore. So

"We should go inside now," Ronan said, his thumb gently tracing the curve of my lips. I nodded slowly, a wide, irrepressible smile spreading across my face. After what felt like an eternity of kissing and holding each other, the weight of tomorrow began to settle between us. The reality of our separation loomed over us, heavy and undeniable. I knew I wasn’t staying there forever—but still, I had grown used to seeing Ronan every single day. The thought that we might not see each other for days, maybe even weeks, hit me harder than I expected. This moment felt too precious to let go of. I didn’t want it to end. I was going to miss him so much that the sadness was already creeping in, slowly flooding my chest like a rising tide. But I tried my best to hide it. I couldn't defy the Moon Goddess's will. A rebellious part of me wanted to, just as I had in my dream, but the stakes were too high. If I stayed, I wouldn't just risk ruining the world; I would irrevocably ruin both my life an

Selene’s POVRonan and I trailed the moon servants down the corridor until they halted in front of a carved wooden door. One servant turned to us and inclined her head.“Go ahead—the others are already inside,” she said.We both nodded, fingers still intertwined, and stepped across the threshold.Inside, the moon priestesses were seated in a quiet semicircle. Lyria sat among them, her back straight and calm as always. Yet one chair remained conspicuously empty—the very one Rowena should occupy. I could still picture her storming off earlier, cheeks flushed, the moment she caught Ronan and me kissing in the courtyard.The memory tugged a satisfied smile from me. If she’s that furious, good. Let her stew in it a while longer."Come and take your seats, Celestial Heir and her mate," one of the Moon Priestesses said, gesturing gracefully toward the two empty chairs at the front.I gave a small nod, then Ronan and I walked forward and sat down side by side.I turned to Lyria, lowering my v