Semua Bab LUNA'S CURSE; Her Three Messiahs: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Riven POV The panic that coursed through me was unimaginable. At Gerald's words, my senses rolled out. Impressions, sensations, slammed into me. I could hear their feet breaking twigs beneath them, their boots crunching against stone. I heard the whispering of steel. The hushed, determined breath of trained killers. And my anger grew.I moved faster than Gerald could react, rushing for the door. He was saying something, but I couldn't hear him. Rage blinded me. It constricted my throat, pushed my blood through my veins, a terrible, terrible presence. And accompanying it, like toxin in a stream of sewage, was fear. I rushed down the stairs, taking them two at a time. The alarm was blaring, an intense pinging sound that was more sensatory than auditory. Gerald's spell. I found the children waiting at the bottom of the stairs. Clutching toys and belongings. Play abandoned. Fear, terror, worming behind their eyes.“They hunt the weak. We will destroy them,” my wolf growled, and his an

Kaden POV“Your Majesty, are you sure about this?” His name was Kol, I remembered.“Quiet,” Theron snapped before I could answer, his voice tight, but I wasn’t listening to either of them.Twigs snapped and stones crunched beneath my boots as I stepped forward, each sound far too loud in the oppressive hush. The darkness ahead seemed almost alive, thick and watchful. Above, fireflies drifted like a living river of pale-yellow lights, their glow pulsing in a steady rhythm.Then — a voice. “Who goes there?”It came from the black ahead, where even the fireflies dared not shine. Swords whispered from scabbards behind me, steel catching faint glimmers as my men prepared to meet whatever waited. My pulse surged, my wolf rising in my mind like a tide. I reached for that strength, desperate for the power to protect myself.The voice came again, closer now, and with it a shape emerged. No, not a shape.A silhouette too wrong to belong to any natural thing. It was vaguely human, but stretched

Kai POVI whirled on the balls of my feet, kicking up dirt, bringing my sword down in an overhand chop. The first man cursed as my sword clanged against his, teeth biting into teeth, my superior strength pushing his sword downward. I punished him with two more heavy strikes, like I'm cutting oak. His eyes widened, and sweat dribbled down his face. I could smell his fear, could feel it pumping through his body like blood. I landed another strike, but I soon have to engage to face off my other two attackers. A second attacked from my left, and I had to hop back to avoid being skewered. A third took the momentary advantage to try and put me on a backpedal. Of the three, he's the only one that wasn't afraid of me. Shorter than I was, weaker than I was, he makes up for that with a calmer head. His strikes were surgical, precise. He never overextended his strikes, never let fear guide him, never fell into my trap or took my feints for opportunity. We exchanged quick furious strikes before

Kai POVI am distracted by the sound of booming drums. What the hell?I close my eyes and focus. This close to the full moon, my connection to my wolf is more powerful. I can feel his magic thrum inside of me, pressing against my skin like I'm a water bag about to burst. Sorting through the cacophony of sounds take less than a couple minutes. I've already been better skilled witn my abilities than my brothers. I hear a single word. Then I'm tearing through hallways, leaping over lines of people, pushing against the walls and landing with a back flip. And there's a wide grin on my face. Inside of me, my wolf surges. It's not often that we get to have fun like this, and his excitement has a propagating effect on mine. Like two streams melding into a more powerful force of nature. My feet slide over stone, barely stopping me in time. Mere feet away, a figure separates from the group ahead and studies me. He cocks an eyebrow. His expression: Really?“Riven!” I say, trapping him in a p

Keira POV The wall back is just as dreadful as the initial run was, but Kaden's soldiers and trainers let us go slow. I drown a canister of water Thea pawed for us, letting the cool metallic-tasting liquid flow down my throat, wetting my lips. I hand it to Vera so she can get a drink while I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. Nylo titters as he settles on my shoulders, snuggling against my neck. I smile, embracing him with a hand. Poor thing has been worried sick for me since this all began. At my request, he had to hang back today, and I'm beyond grateful that he listened. It shows that he's confident in my ability to survive this, just as I hope I am. Doesn't mean the little guy will stop worrying. Insufferable bum. “They're staring at you, I believe," Thea says as we walk in a group. Her face is hard set, and those lips look like they could never smile, but I've seen her laugh and it's one of the most wonderful sounds I've ever heard. I look around, searching for what she