All Chapters of Luna's Revenge : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Aria POV I understood that my confession had shocked West to his core. The graphic details of how I killed Bale still lingered in the air, and I showed no remorse. I didn't regret my actions; instead, I regretted not taking more men with me, which would have given me an upper hand when Rita called for backup. As I glanced around, I noticed that everyone had left except for West and me. I wanted to see Beatrice, but I doubted West would allow it. A sudden idea struck me – perhaps I could use my powers to make him fall asleep, just like I had with the guards. I focused my gaze on him, replicating the same gestures and intent. However, to my surprise, nothing happened. West noticed my stare and raised an eyebrow, his expression inquiring. I quickly looked away, my mind racing with questions. Why wasn't my power working on him?I made a mental note to ask Light about this anomaly. If my powers were ineffective against West, it could spell trouble. My mind began to wander to the Darkhood

West POV The clock was ticking down to our attack, set for two days from now. But the reason we'd pushed it back wasn't because of strategy or preparation – it was because of Aria. I was struggling to keep her in the pack, and nothing I planned seemed to work out. Frustration was wearing me down, and I was practically tired of trying.Ragnar suddenly spoke up, his words like a lifeline in the chaos. "Why don't we consult help from one of the fairies? I have a particular relationship with one that helped train Aria and harness her power when you were in a coma," he said, and I felt a spark of hope. This could be the answer we'd been searching for."How soon can you reach out to him for him to come here?" I asked Ragnar, urgency creeping into my voice. He immediately pulled out his phone device and dialed a number. After a couple of rings, the line was answered."Nathan, how soon can you come here? It's urgent," Ragnar said, cutting straight to the chase without wasting time on pleasan

Aria POV The next day passed in a haze of silence between West and me. I decided to visit the pack house to check up on the pack members, and it was like stepping into a time capsule – my first time back since Rio's death. Memories of him flooded my mind like a tidal wave: Rio lying lifeless on his bed in the former den, the way he played with the kids whenever we visited, and how free he was with the elderly. The images blurred my vision, and I felt the ache in my heart like it was yesterday. Could I ever get over his death? I doubted it. Rio had become a part of me, a brother to my soul. The answer was no; I wouldn't get over his death.As I walked through the pack house, a slender woman approached me, the mother of a little girl I often carried in my arms when I visited. "Luna, we've missed you here," she said with a warm smile. I sat down in a nearby seat and smiled up at her, though the smile didn't quite reach my eyes. "I've been handling some things," I told her, my voice soft

West POV Nathan's arrival and our discussion shed a lot of light on the nature of Aria's kind – the fairies. Naturally, fairies are a sweet and calm species, their powers intertwined with a gentle touch of magic. But when they've continually experienced pain, hurt, and loss, it can trigger a different side of them – a side that could be fierce and unpredictable. "The reason why Aria hasn't totally lost control is solely because of you," Nathan said, his words hitting me like a revelation. "You're the one keeping her sanity in check. Else, with the type of power she wields, we wouldn't be able to stop her." I nodded, absorbing the weight of his words."She loves you," Nathan continued, his voice low and knowing. "That's why she hasn't gone ahead to do what she has in mind since you discovered her plans." I relaxed back into my seat, my mind racing with thoughts of Aria, the times she'd wanted to say something but held herself back, the way her soft and calm nature had evolved into som

Aria's POV As time passed, I began to grasp the real reason Nathan and Emily were here, to keep a watchful eye on me. Who could have imagined how cunning West was? The thought of being confined here, under their surveillance, was unbearable. Several times I'd tried to slip away from the den's confines, to break free from this invisible leash they had on me, but Nathan had warned me sternly against it. It was way past midnight, the darkness outside pressing against the windows, and yet we were still sitting in the dimly lit sitting room, the tension between us thick as the night air."You're being unreasonable, Nathan," I said, my voice sharp with frustration as I turned to him. "What type of deal did you strike with West that made you do what he said? You're not one to listen to orders." I was pushing him, trying to get beneath the surface of his motives, to understand why he was so adamant about keeping me here. Nathan simply looked at me, his eyes glinting with a mix of amusement a