Semua Bab MoonLit Sins: The Curse Of Red Hollow: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Kael’s eyes glowed like embers, brighter and more unnatural than I had ever seen.I froze. “Kael…?”He sat up slowly, movements too fluid, too controlled. Astrid stepped forward instantly, glaive raised, placing herself between us.“That’s not him,” she said coldly.Kael tilted his head, a cruel smile tugging at his lips. And then a voice spilled from his mouth, not his voice.“You think killing Selene was enough?”The sound sent ice through my veins.“The Bone Queen,” Astrid growled. “She marked him when he took the hit for you.”“No…” I shook my head. “We destroyed her!”Kael, no, the thing inside him, laughed softly. “Did you really think my soul could be killed so easily, child? Selene was just the doorway. And your wolf… the perfect vessel.”Kael’s body moved toward me, but the light in his eyes was cold, distant.“Get away from him,” I whispered.“Why would I?” the Queen purred through his lips. “He loves you. That makes him a tether. I’ll use that love to chain you, just like I

Astrid’s glaive hovered inches from my chest. Kael stood between us, his chest heaving, his sword raised.“Move,” Astrid snapped. “If we don’t end this now, the Bone Queen will win.”“I’m not moving,” Kael growled, his voice low and lethal. “We’re saving her. Do you hear me? We’re saving her.”Astrid’s pale eyes locked on his. “If she breaks, we lose more than Lyra. We lose everything.”Kael stepped closer, blade trembling in his hands. “I’m not letting you kill her.”I watched them through eyes that weren’t fully mine, the Queen’s voice curling through my thoughts like poison.“Do you see? He’ll fight anyone for you. Even your protector. Even himself. But it won’t matter. I’m already inside you.”I could feel her clawing deeper into my soul, dragging me into the Veil.Lyra… give up. You can’t win.“No,” I whispered. “I won’t.”Suddenly, the battlefield vanished. I was inside my own mind, standing in a realm of shadows and bone, and she was there. The Bone Queen. My mirror, my nightma

The world was silent after the Forgotten Court fell. Too silent. Kael and Astrid stood on either side of me, both bloodied and pale, both refusing to let me fall.“She’s inside me,” I whispered, clutching my chest. The mark, once faint now burned hotter with every breath.Astrid gripped her glaive. “We end her now, before she takes root again.”Kael cupped my face, his eyes desperate. “We’re not killing you to do it. We’ll find another way.”“There is no other way,” Astrid said, her voice low. “If we wait, she’ll win. You know it.”“I don’t care!” Kael snapped. “I won’t lose her!”I stepped back, trembling, my voice soft but steady. “We don’t have time to argue. She’s getting stronger by the second. We have to do this now.”Astrid looked at me, her pale eyes full of respect. “Then we go inside. All of us. We burn her out from the root.”We sat in a circle at the center of the battlefield, hands clasped, Astrid’s glaive forming a ring of protective light around us.“Focus on each other

KAEL’S POV:The first thing I notice when I wake up is the weight of her against me. Lyra’s head rests on my chest, one hand curled near her cheek, her breath warm and steady. Her hair spills over her face in tangled waves, and the faint scar where the mark used to be peeks from beneath the edge of the blanket. For months, I lived with the terror that I’d never see her like this again.Alive. Whole. Mine. And even now, even after everything, a part of me still can’t believe I deserve it. I lie perfectly still, memorizing her. The curve of her jaw. The way her lashes cast soft shadows on her cheeks. The way her body fits perfectly against mine, like she was always meant to be here. gods, I could spend the rest of my life just watching her breathe.I reach up carefully, brushing a strand of hair from her face. She stirs slightly but doesn’t wake, her lips parting with a soft sigh. She’s beautiful, not in the way other people see her, because she’s fierce, or powerful, or the Thornbane w

I’d forgotten what silence felt like. Not the eerie kind from battlefields after the screams have stopped, but real silence. The kind that comes with sunlight streaming through trees and birdsong drifting on the wind. It was strange, almost unsettling, to be riding a horse down a dirt road with Lyra beside me instead of stalking through war-torn ruins.“Do you keep looking over your shoulder because you expect someone to stab you,” Lyra teased from her saddle, “or because you’re afraid Astrid’s going to swoop in and tell us we’re needed back at the Rotunda?”“Both,” I admitted.She laughed softly, and gods, I’d travel to the end of the earth just to hear that sound. We’d left Red Hollow at dawn, slipping out before anyone could rope us into another meeting. Astrid covered for us, of course, though not without a scowl and a sarcastic, “Try not to burn down the countryside while you’re gone.”Now it was just us, no wars, no councils, no walls. Just open sky, the creak of saddles, and th