《The Luna's Groom》全部章節：第 161 章 - 第 167 章

P E R S E U SI pull out my sword in one swift motion, the metal glinting coldly in the damp air. The rogues approach with low, snarling growls, and I meet their wild eyes with a stern, unflinching gaze. When the first one launches at me, aiming to rake his claws across my face, I sidestep and slice clean through his neck. His body hits the forest floor with a heavy thud, shifting back to human form as he falls. The serpent shifters were really good swordsmiths, I’d give them that.More come at me without pause, and I fall into the rhythm of battle—slicing, stabbing, moving. Blood spills dark and thick, only to be washed away moments later by the relentless rain soaking the forest floor. Thomas matches my pace, cutting down rogue after rogue with a grim efficiency that almost feels like teamwork.But their numbers keep growing. I find myself slowly backing toward Thomas, my shoulders tense. I hate working with him, but right now, I just need to clear these bastards out so we can get b

A U T H O R In the middle of the night, Bernadette woke to the sound of the bedroom door clicking shut. She blinked sleep from her eyes just as Severus yawned heavily and dragged his feet toward the bed. He looked exhausted but peaceful, his movements slow with fatigue. “Bern?” he called softly, his voice rough with sleep. He noticed her shifting under the covers and stilled, not wanting to startle her. “Yes,” she whispered, turning fully to face him as he settled onto his side of the bed. She couldn’t hold back a yawn of her own, but her eyes stayed on him, warm and awake now. He lay facing her, and a slow smile curled his lips as he watched her. She was beautiful, there was no doubt about that, in a way that still made his heart flutter even now. In the quiet dark, it hit him all over again: he had this woman. After everything, after all the waiting and the pain, he had her. And it was worth it. They would be together forever. “I fell asleep in the girls’ room,” he murmured

P E R S E U S When we finally reach Eretria, the town is slowly stitching itself back together after the war. People are everywhere—repairing roofs, repainting signs, sweeping debris from the cracked streets. The air smells of fresh sawdust and damp stone, a weird mix of ruin and renewal. Thomas and I keep our hoods up, hiding our faces. We don’t need anyone recognizing us now, not when we’re this close to pulling this off. I walk quickly, my focus sharp and narrow. Every second counts. We need to find the prince, convince him to marry Athena, and get back before her deadline runs out. People glance our way as we pass—not with recognition, but with wariness. They sense it—the danger that clings to us like a second skin. I’ve never actually been here before, not in person. But I’ve studied maps, read reports from spies like Bernadette. Now, walking these streets, I can’t help but wonder about my mother. How did she sneak in and out during her affair with Thomas? How did she slip pas

E L E A N O R"He'll kill you if he finds you,” I seethe, my voice raw as I struggle against the cuffs that bound my hands against the bed frame. My wrists were bruised and scraped from the constant, frantic movements as I fought back the tears that dared to spill. The metal bit into my skin with every pull, a constant, physical reminder of my captivity. My muscles screamed in protest, but I kept twisting, kept pulling, refusing to accept the helplessness. Every inch of skin that rubbed raw was a testament to my resistance, a small, defiant act against the brutal reality of my situation.George had me locked up and bound me in my own room for no reason at all, or so I thought. He kept watching me, his eyes never leaving my form, scanning through me, waiting for answers to questions I didn't even know. He was a silent, looming presence, his gaze a physical weight that pressed down on me. I was in nothing but my nightdress, a frail, flimsy fabric that clung to my skin. I felt disgust se