Semua Bab Reclaiming His Fated Luna: Bab 121 - Bab 130

RAVENIt was strange, really strange, how quiet everything felt. The air itself carried a kind of stillness that made me feel like even my own breathing was too loud. I stood there for a long while, listening, straining my ears for the slightest sign of movement, and finally I whispered to myself, “Why is it this quiet? It shouldn’t be this quiet.”My voice sounded small in the night, almost like the silence was swallowing it whole. I pressed my hand against the wall, tapping lightly with my fingers as though trying to remind myself that something was real, and then I muttered again, “No… something’s wrong. Something’s definitely wrong.” I could almost hear Kieran’s voice in my head, his tone sharp and commanding, plotting in the shadows with his men, and I felt my chest tighten.“You’re planning something, aren’t you, Kieran? You always are,” I said under my breath, half bitter and half afraid, and then I caught myself chuckling softly even though it wasn’t funny. “Of course you are.

RAVENI couldn’t believe it, not for a single second, that Kieran and his men hadn’t retaliated yet. It was unlike him, unlike the fire in his blood and the sharpness of his mind, to just sit back and wait when we had already been pushed this far. I paced the narrow stretch of ground in front of the window, chewing on my lip, my fists tightening every time I thought about it.“Why hasn’t he done anything?” I muttered aloud, not even realizing until the words escaped me.“Why hasn’t he struck back?” I slammed my palm against the wooden frame, the sound sharp and quick, startling the silence of the room.“Because maybe he’s waiting for something bigger,” Elric’s voice came from behind me, calm as ever, though I could sense the tension buried beneath. He leaned against the doorway, his arms folded, his eyes watching me with that quiet, measured look that irritated me because it felt like he knew more than he was willing to say.I turned sharply toward him. “Something bigger? What could p

RAVENI sat there with my eyes darting anywhere but at Lucian, the walls, the floor, the faint crack in the wooden table that sat between us, anywhere that would spare me from the weight of his gaze. My chest was tight, my heart restless and scattered, and I knew I was losing grip of this mask I had been forcing myself to wear. He hadn’t asked me anything yet, but the silence between us was the kind that pressed down on my shoulders, suffocating. I swallowed hard, biting at the inside of my cheek, because deep down I knew it was only a matter of time before he saw through me.“You’ve been quiet for a while now,” Lucian said finally, his voice low, steady, but not without suspicion.“That’s not like you, Raven. What’s going on in that head of yours?”I forced a laugh, short and brittle, and shook my head. “Nothing. I’m just… tired, that’s all.” My voice betrayed me, cracked around the edges, and I winced because I knew he caught it. His brow furrowed, and he leaned forward, resting his

KIERANI leaned back in my chair, drumming my fingers against the edge of the desk, and when I finally looked up at Dorian, I asked, “Is there any other thing I need to know about Vee and her troubles? Because honestly, Dorian, the way things are going, she’s done more harm than good, and I can’t keep pretending otherwise.”My voice came out sharper than I intended, and I saw him flinch just slightly, but he tried to mask it with that calm, unreadable expression he always wore. He didn’t answer right away, and that hesitation made my gut tighten.“Don’t look at me like that,” I pushed, leaning forward, “I can see it all over your face—you’re holding something back. What is it?”“Kieran,” he said finally, his tone measured, careful, as though every word was a blade he had to decide whether to unsheathe or not, “there are… things about Vee that don’t add up. But before I say anything, I need you to understand that not everything is what it looks like.”I narrowed my eyes on him. “Then e

KIERANI woke up that morning with a strange heaviness sitting in my chest, like the air itself was warning me about something, and I sat up, rubbing my temples, trying to shake it off. “You ever wake up and just know it’s going to be a bad day?” I muttered to myself, but when the door creaked and Dorian stepped in, I raised my head quickly.“You’re early,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended. He smirked like he always did, too calm for someone who was supposed to be my second-in-command.“Kieran,” he started, leaning against the frame, “I figured you’d want the update before anyone else.”I narrowed my eyes, already sensing that something wasn’t sitting right. “Update? On what? You said yesterday everything was under control.”He shrugged, too casual, too damn casual. “Well, control is relative, isn’t it? Some of the men—well, they’ve been asking questions, and I thought maybe you should be prepared for… unrest.”I pushed the blanket aside and got to my feet, pacing. “Unrest? Yo