All Chapters of The Heart of the Queen: Legacy of The Moonborn: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

>>Selene’s POV I was met with a soft creak when I pushed the door open. Enough with the games and the waiting. I had the twins and everything else I desired was within my grasp. Aria’s destruction and complete domination . The air inside was heavy and chilly in a way that could only be announcing arrival. The room was quiet, save for the faint sound of breathing. The twins were curled together on the bed, their small bodies pressed close. And slumped in the chair with her head bent forward was Ansel, asleep. Of course she was here. She hadn’t strayed far from them since she arrived. I leaned against the door frame, watching her. The way she stirred slightly. Even in her sleep, she was half-alert, half-guarding them—it told me everything I needed. Too attached. I wondered how much protection she thought she could offer them against me. A low laugh escaped me, filling the silence. How would she look, when she found out what finishing the ritual would truly cost? How long

《》Aria's POV The silence was worse than the whispers. At least when they were there, I could pretend I wasn’t alone. Now, all that hoedown in the emptiness the sound of my heartbeat, slow and steady. I was still floating in the void. It felt like minutes had passed, maybe hours—I couldn’t tell anymore. Then, without warning, I stopped floating. My feet touched something solid, though I couldn’t see it. The void was still pitch black. Endless. Cold. And crushingly lonely. I took a step forward. The sound of my footsteps was non existent. It was as if the void swallowed everything I gave it. That was when I heard it. “So you... are the Moonborn.” The voice was a feminine. But it didn’t sound human. It was too ancient, too jagged at the edges, as though each syllable had been carved out of shadows themselves. My chest tightened with unease. I ignored the dryness in my throat, forcing the words out. “Who are you?” I asked, my voice barely hiding the trembling in my body. Th

《》Ronan’s POVIt was sometime after we passed the clearing Selene had shown herself last that the real hunt began. Because from that point she could be anywhere, in any direction. Soon we came upon inhabitants just north of the place. The small clan was quiet. By the time we passed their gates, I could feel the tension thick in the air. Eyes followed us, but no one dared to speak.Lucien and I exchanged a single glance“What exactly should we be looking for?” He asked already off his horse. One of the soldiers took the reins from him.“Anything. If it helps our search in the least, it is valuable. We should split up, ask around. See if anyone knows anything.” Lucien nodded, eyes already scanning through the place. “Sounds like a plan. We'll meet back here.” He went toward the barracks and I made my way into the market.The place looked normal enough on the surface—stalls lined with goods, children tugging at their mothers’ skirts. But there was an unease beneath it all. Conversati

Lucien’s POV The sun bled into the horizon, leaving only streaks of red before the dark finally swallowed the sky. Ronan moved with purpose, silent, his jaw tight as he hammered the last stake into the ground. I watched him. He hadn’t spoken much since we’d come back. His silence was beginning to gnaw at me. “You’re awfully set on making camp,” I said, arms crossed. “We’ll need men on patrol. This forest isn’t safe.” “Not tonight,” Ronan said flatly. Some of the soldiers glanced at one another, the unease written clear on their faces. I could almost feel the tension crackling between them. I stepped closer. “What do you mean, not tonight? We can’t just hole ourselves in. That’s asking for trouble.” He didn’t look at me. “Do as I said.” That was it. The last thread of patience snapped inside me. I grabbed his arm, dragging him around to face me. “Stop shutting me out, Ronan. What is this about? You’ve been quiet ever since we returned. You’re keeping something from us.”

Selene’s POV The fire in the brazier had burned down to almost nothing, only black smoke curling up to meet the shadows I had summoned. They lingered still, whispering, taunting, reminding me of the one thing I couldn’t escape. Her. That damned wolf. I clawed at my skin, as if I could tear her out myself. “Why won’t you die?” My voice cracked as the words left me. My knees gave way, and I collapsed against the cold stone. Sweat plastered my hair to my face. The chamber smelled of blood and ash, the residue of every failed attempt. I had pushed harder tonight than I ever had before. My body shook, my bones felt hollow, and yet… she was still there. Weak, trembling, but alive. The scream ripped out of me before I could stop it. It echoed through the chamber until it dissolved into a sob. “So close,” I whispered to the dark. “I was so close.” If I couldn’t sever her, if I couldn’t free myself… then the twins would slip through my fingers. And if that happened, everything I had end