Semua Bab MoonLit Sins: The Curse Of Red Hollow: Bab 71 - Bab 80

The light Selene vanished into wasn’t celestial. It was corrupted. Tainted. We stood in silence, the war room thick with smoke and whispers that weren’t ours. The cursed child, Selene’s son, now stood calmly in the middle, runes around him glowing as though the world had bent itself to his existence. Kael’s fingers brushed mine, but he said nothing. He didn’t have to. The silence between us screamed.“Where did she go?” I finally asked, voice hoarse. “What did you do?”The boy tilted his head. “She went home.”Kael’s brow darkened. “Home?”“To the Temple of Hollow Bones. Where she first made me. Where the curse began.” The boy stepped forward, fire dancing at his feet, not burning but illuminating the ash she left behind. “She belongs there more than she ever did here.”I wanted to scream. Wanted to claw the lies from his mouth.Instead, I asked, “And what about you?”He gave a ghostly smile. “I was never meant to stay long. I came to offer you truth. Whether or not you survive it, Ly

The bone dagger hovered in the air, its tip glinting with old blood and deeper promises. The queen waited, timeless, her gaze unblinking. The altar’s breath had slowed… but my heart raced. Kael knelt across from me, blade at his side, his hands open in surrender. Not to her, but to me.“I don’t know what’s real anymore,” he said quietly. “But I know the way you make me feel.”And yet, his words felt like paper now, floating, weightless, meaningless, because Selene’s spell had done something worse than twist his love. It made me doubt mine. The bone dagger sliced downward suddenly and stopped right above my palm."Choose," the queen whispered. "Blood or bond. Power or pain. Let the veil break."I reached up. My fingers wrapped around the dagger.I heard Kael call my name, but his voice was a blur, drowned by the scream of something ancient and broken tearing loose inside me.I pressed the blade to my palm. A single drop of blood hit the altar, and the earth shook. Not metaphorically, l

I didn’t feel the floor. Didn’t feel Kael’s fingers clutching mine, didn’t feel the blood in my mouth. All I felt was the mark. A spiral of black ink etched across the center of my chest, still pulsing with a rhythm not my own. A curse that wasn’t cast, but activated. Behind me, the Divine Familiar fought Selene, their powers shattering pillars and rewriting the sky, but my gaze never left the mark.“Lyra,” Kael rasped, reaching for me. “What is that?”I tried to answer, but the words turned to ash in my throat, because deep, deep inside me…I knew. This wasn’t just a curse, this was a countdown.The clash behind us quieted. The boy, no, the familiar, emerged from the smoke, staggering. His golden skin had cracked like porcelain, revealing glimpses of something far darker beneath.“She’s gone,” he whispered.Gone? I looked around. No body. No blood. Just a jagged hole where Selene had stood.Kael narrowed his eyes. “Gone where?”The familiar tilted his head slowly.“She didn’t run… she

The Bone Queen stood before me, her borrowed face radiating beauty and malice, stitched from the deepest corner of memory, my mother’s face, but hollowed by ancient cruelty.“Do you not recognize your own blood?” she purred.My voice was steel. “That face is not hers.”She stepped closer, bare feet trailing frost across the bone tiles. “But it was. And I am what she became when the curse devoured her soul.”I froze. “You’re lying.”Selene stood behind her, eyes dark with certainty. “She’s not. I saw it in the scrying flames the night your curse activated. The Bone Queen didn’t just mark you, Lyra. She birthed you.”“No…..”“She didn’t die in childbirth,” Selene whispered. “She became this.”The world tilted, KAEL’S RAMPAGE.Back in Red Hollow, Kael moved like vengeance. He didn’t sleep, didn’t speak, Just killed. Thorne lay chained in a fire circle, bloodied and laughing.“She’s not dead,” Thorne whispered. “She’s just with her real family now.”Kael shoved a blade into his thigh.“Wr

The night screamed. A wall of fire split Red Hollow’s skyline as Selene struck first. Towers crumbled like paper, wards shattered with the force of gods, and the streets turned crimson under a sky blackened by ash.Astrid stood at my side on the battlements, glaive in hand, her pale eyes scanning the chaos. “She’s moving faster than we thought.”“She’s not here for the city,” I said, clutching the dagger she’d given me. “She’s here for me.”Kael leapt down from the battlements, shifting midair into his wolf form, claws tearing through enemy ranks the moment he landed.Astrid glanced at me. “He fights like he’s afraid to lose you.”“He is,” I said softly. “We all are.”Selene’s army swarmed the gates, wraiths, shadow-wolves, and corrupted Council warriors whose eyes glowed bone-white. Astrid leapt from the wall into the fray, her glaive spinning arcs of moonlight that cut through the undead like paper. She fought with impossible grace, each movement a shield that turned aside strikes m