Lahat ng Kabanata ng Fighter Luna's Shifted Fate: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

(Katherine's POV)A young maid entered Riverstone Quarters, her steps hesitant and her eyes downcast. I recognized her as Belle, one of the lowest-ranking servants in our household, typically assigned to the most menial tasks. Her gaze flickered nervously toward William before settling on me."Replying to Miss Kathy," she stammered, her voice barely audible. "They... they say they heard that our young lady was found safe and sound, so they came to deliver gifts and pay a visit."My heart leapt at her words. Visitors! Finally! These past two days since my return had been unbearably quiet. I'd imagined the stir my reappearance would cause throughout the Northern Territory—the Gamma's beloved daughter, miraculously returned from the dead! Yet not a single one of my former friends had come to see me.The bitterness that had been festering inside me bubbled up again. Those wretched she-wolves who once fawned over me, competing for my attention and favor, where were they now? I swallowed

(Eliza's POV)The afternoon light filtered through the paper windows of Maple Garden, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. Ruby Pearson sat across from me, her hands folded neatly in her lap, her posture perfect as always."I worry about your continued presence in the main house," I said, keeping my voice low despite our privacy. "Especially now that Katherine has returned."Ruby's lips curved into a small, confident smile. "I've managed thus far, Miss Eliza. I can handle Katherine."I leaned forward, my expression grave. "Don't underestimate her. Remember what happened to Maple Winters."The smile vanished from Ruby's face. We both knew the story well—Maple Winters, a beautiful young servant who had caught William's eye, found dead under mysterious circumstances after Katherine learned she was carrying William's child."Maple was naive," Ruby countered, though I noticed her fingers tightening around each other. "I am not.""Even the most careful can be caught unaware,"

(Eliza's POV)The stranger's words hung in the air between us, his enigmatic smile doing nothing to ease my suspicion. My hand remained firmly on the hidden dagger in my sleeve as I studied him."Someone who shares my interest in justice?" I repeated skeptically. "And who might that be?"Before he could answer, Sparrow stepped between us, her small frame vibrating with protective fury."How dare you!" she shouted, throwing a wild punch that the man easily dodged. "Where did this madman come from, daring to block our Miss Eliza's way? Our Miss Eliza is not someone who can be seen by anyone who wants to!"I suppressed a smile at her fierce loyalty, though her outburst was drawing unwanted attention.Nanny Winters moved with surprising speed for her age, drawing a knife from the carriage and fixing the stranger with a deadly glare."Go away!" she commanded, her voice leaving no room for argument.The man seemed unperturbed by their hostility, taking only two steps back while maint

(Eliza's POV)The Moonlit Barge Tavern bustled with activity as Nanny Winters settled our bill. I watched her count out the coins—nearly two hundred dollars for a single meal—and felt a strange pang in my chest. In my previous life, such an amount would have been unimaginable."Is something wrong, Miss Eliza?" Sparrow asked, noticing my expression.I shook my head. "It's nothing. Just thinking about the cost."Nanny Winters tucked her coin purse away. "It's a reasonable price for the quality, Miss Eliza. No need to worry.""Miss Eliza, this is nothing," Sparrow said enthusiastically. "For the sons and daughters of prominent pack families, a single meal costing $500, $1000, even $10,000 is normal."I raised my eyebrows. "That much for a single meal?"Sparrow nodded vigorously. "Oh yes! The wealthy packs spare no expense when it comes to dining."I glanced around the tavern, taking in the elegant decor, the attentive staff, the satisfied patrons. A business idea began to form in

(Eliza's POV)"Let's wait and see, brother." I stopped and turned, meeting William's threat with unflinching resolve.My amber eyes locked with his, cold as ice under the estate lights. The hatred in his gaze was palpable, but I refused to be intimidated. Not anymore.William's jaw clenched, his fingers digging into the armrests of his wheelchair. The silent challenge between us stretched, neither willing to back down.I had endured too much at his hands to show weakness now. Let him plot and scheme—I was no longer the helpless girl he once tormented.(Zachary's POV)I watched the silent confrontation from the doorway of the War Room, unable to look away. There was something compelling about Eliza Morgan's quiet defiance.She stood straight-backed and dignified, facing William without a trace of fear. This was not the timid, broken creature I'd expected after hearing the rumors of her wilderness upbringing.Despite my loyalty to Katherine, I couldn't help but admire Eliza's com