All Chapters of HOW TO KILL THE OMEGA LUNA: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Dilan sat on a high chair at the bar. Slow music blared from the speakers. It was barely evening, yet the bar was already dim, filled with the boisterous laughter and slurred arguments of drunk patrons. Tables, each ringed with chairs, dotted the main floor, mostly empty since the night was still young.Dilan swirled his whiskey bottle, fighting the urge to smash it against the bar. He watched the strippers dancing on the other side of the room. The barman had looked at him suspiciously when Dilan refused a glass, and Dilan had been tempted to hurl it at his head instead.He was waiting for Victor, anger simmering in his heart. Mia had been right. Her words had indeed gotten to him. His hatred for his brother had begun to extend to her. They were alike, in that they seemed to care for no one but themselves. He would have killed her with his bare hands if he had stayed in the house any longer. And that wouldn't help him at all.He wasn’t exaggerating when he said she was useful. Killin

MIAAfter Dilan left, I didn't bother trying the door that led outside. I knew it would be locked. And even if it weren’t, where would I go? I'd decided to accept whatever happened next. I was too tired to cry—too exhausted to think. So I did as he advised. I first went up to my assigned room to bathe. I spent minutes dragging chairs into the bathroom, climbing on them to rub my hands along the walls, searching for cameras. I doubted Dilan would go as far as putting cameras in the bathroom, but it wouldn’t hurt to check. He had surprised me too much in such a short time. His actions were so unpredictable that, even though I witnessed them myself, my brain still found it hard to follow. When I was sure there were no cameras, I bathed, forcing away the thoughts that tried to come as soon as I closed my eyes. Bell was still unresponsive, but maybe that was for the best. If she were awake, she’d be reminding me of all my problems. After bathing, I picked a simple dress I found in the

Khalid arrived back at the pack. He switched off the ignition, then gripped the steering wheel of his car, pressing like he was going to break it. He had dark circles under his eyes—he hadn’t slept a wink last night. He’d been in the woods the entire time—fighting trees with his sword and shooting arrows at the few animals that crossed his path.His heart was beating rapidly. Rex still hadn’t stirred. He had even tried to shift in the woods, but his wolf didn’t budge. It was the first time this had happened. Normally, he had so much power that Rex could never purposely lock himself away from him. Only Khalid had the power to shut Rex down. But now the situation was reversed—just like everything else in his life these past few days.Khalid punched his steering wheel, fighting back a scream. Things were changing. He was going crazy. He’d lost grip on everything, and he didn’t even know where to start from to get anything back. It had been more than thirty-six hours since he last saw Mia

KHALIDBile climbed up my throat as I slowly approached her body, every bone in my body vibrating.The fire didn’t kill her.Her throat had been clawed out, revealing raw flesh—red, torn, brutal. Her eyes were open, still wide with terror. She’d died in fear. Violently. Alone.My pulse raced. I couldn’t breathe. Who did this? Why?The pain in my chest this time was different—sharp and cold, biting at the corners of my eyes, inviting tears I didn’t want to let fall.If someone had a problem with me, why would they take it out on innocent Lady Velvet? “Why…” I muttered, crouching beside her. I touched her face. Her body was still warm. This had been done not long ago—right after I left the house this morning.With a trembling hand, I gently closed her eyes.Guilt and rage boiled inside me.Lady Velvet had been in my life for years. She was the closest person to me. The only one I respected deeply. She was kind… calm… everything I wasn’t.And now she was gone.And my soul seemed to have

MIA“I… I… Dilan mostly grew up with me and my family.”The revelation stunned me, though I tried not to let it show. If this was my chance to learn even a bit about why everything was happening, I wasn’t going to scare her off.“Okay. And…?”“We were very young then. Too young,” her eyes looked distant, the last of her tears still glistening. “And he was always quiet. But his eyes… they were always filled with pain. He used to say his family was busy—and wouldn’t like it if he was around. But it kept going like that for years. Eventually, we had to ask the obvious question: Just how busy is your family? And what exactly are they so busy with?”I shook my head slightly, wishing I could convince her to come inside without interrupting her train of thought. Her standing there in the doorway was risky for too many reasons. Someone might come out from their room… or walk through the sitting room and see her.And worse—if Dilan wasn’t asleep, he might hear her. His senses were sharp. If he