บททั้งหมดของ The Broken Luna Returns: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

(Selene’s POV) For a long moment, I only watched him. Ryker’s head hung low, his eyes glued to the ground as though the dirt itself bore witness to his sins. His shoulders shook faintly, but he didn’t move, he didn’t speak. I don’t know how long we stayed like that. Me frozen and him drowning in silence, but when I finally calmed the storm inside my chest, I knew what I had to say. And I knew he had to hear every word. I let out a slow, shaky breath and reached out. My fingers brushed against his jaw as I gently took hold of his chin. He flinched at the touch, but I tilted his face upward, forcing his tear-streaked golden eyes to meet mine. Seeing him cry…a grown scary man like him who always put a facade of braveness. It broke me. I forgot how much of a child he was before we drifted apart. And I wonder how many pain he is keeping inside that he can’t let out because of his fear of judgement by others. I’ve never seen him this open to his emotions. Even when our parents died

(Ryker’s POV) Selene had barely stepped out of the room when the air shifted. 
The moment she was gone, silence wrapped around us like a suffocating cloak. I sat back in my chair, eyes locked on Elijah. This scumbag has been getting on my nerve since earlier. He didn’t even look my way the whole time we started planning and he would reject every idea I had. He was tracing the map calmly with his hands, and his silence was starting to infuriate me. My jaw tightened, and slowly, I let a smirk creep onto my lips. “You must be annoyed,” I said, my voice low, laced with venom. “Why would I be annoyed?” He asked and my jaw ticked. “That your plan didn’t work.” I said, my voice lowering. He stopped his movements for a moment and then continued, as if he didn’t hear what I said. His eyes skimmed over the markings he’d drawn, and turned his back completely on me. I chuckled darkly, leaning forward. “You’re the one who left that message in my room, weren’t you?” I asked, and his

(Selene’s POV) Elijah and I carried Ryker down the hall making sure we were out of sight from anyone, his arm draped over each of our shoulders with his weight dragging heavily between us. His head lolled, blood still drying on his temple. I glared at Elijah, my voice sharp despite the panic twisting inside me. “Why did you do this? Why did you fight him?” Elijah said nothing. His jaw was set, his eyes straight ahead, as if my words slid right off him. “Elijah,” I pressed, more insistent now. “Answer me! What were you thinking? He’s already—” My voice broke, frustration bubbling up. “You could’ve killed him!” Still, he said nothing. We reached Ryker’s room and we lowered him carefully onto the bed. I brushed the hair off his forehead, my fingers trembling. “Go,” I said firmly, refusing to look at Elijah. “Grab some clean water and cloth. I’ll get the emergency kit.” He hesitated but left without a word. I returned a minute later with the kit clutched tightly in my hands. Elij

(Selene’s POV) The forest felt endless.The deeper I went, the heavier the air became. Every breath carried the scent of moss and damp earth. The only thing guiding me was that faint white light floating ahead. I was following it aimlessly when all of a sudden, it disappeared.“Wait—” I reached to it but it was too late.I turned in circles, scanning the trees to see where it went, but it was gone just like that. “Where did it go?”My pulse quickened. I stepped backward slowly, my boots crunching on the dry leaves—I couldn’t see anything anymore since the light dissipated in the air. Shit! How am I gonna search for Elijah now?I continued stepping back until I hit something solid.Before I could turn, a hand grabbed my wrist and twisted me around. In a blink, of an eye I was dragged under a huge tree, as someone encircled their hand around me with great strength that even I can’t

(Selene’s POV) Elijah carried me tightly in his arms as we walked through the enemies territory. His hold was protective, and he would snare at anyone who would look my way. My body still felt weak from whatever the witch had done, but my mind was fully awake.The place was dark and damp, smelling like rotting wood and blood. The walls were rough stone, and as we passed through the corridor, torches flickered dimly, revealing scenes that made my stomach twist. There were stains of blood, claw marks, and what looked like chains nailed to the walls. I swallowed hard and looked away, gripping Elijah’s arm tightly.My chest tightened with fear. What if Casper was here? What if they’d hurt him?“Elijah,” I whispered weakly. “We have to find Casper.”He looked down at me briefly, his hard expression softening with comfort as he looked at me, he didn’t speak, but his eyes was burning with anger, I can see it in them. When we