LUNA'S CURSE; Her Three Messiahs のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Keira's POV The hall buzzed with laughter and chatter as I sat at the end of the long breakfast table, staring blankly at the untouched bowl of porridge in front of me. Steam rose lazily from the pale mush, curling into the cold morning air, but I barely saw it.Everything felt muted and distant. Like I was floating behind my own eyes, watching the world through a layer of thick glass. I couldn’t feel my fingers curled around the wooden spoon. I couldn’t feel the hard bench under my thighs. All I could feel was the cold heaviness pressing down on my chest, squeezing until it hurt to breathe.The Luna Trials continued as if nothing had happened. As if I hadn’t nearly died yesterday. As if Kai hadn’t left me alone in that freezing river, shaking and terrified, after I saved him. No one spoke about it. No one even looked at me, except to sneer or roll their eyes.I was invisible again. A ghost floating through their perfect golden world.Nylo sat on the table beside my bowl, his tiny pa

Keira's POV I woke up before dawn, my heart racing in my chest. Sweat dampened my thin pillow despite the cold morning air seeping through the cracks in the window. For a moment, I just lay there, staring up at the dark ceiling as Riven’s empty golden eyes flashed through my mind.A shiver ran down my spine, making me pull the thin blanket tighter around my shoulders. His voice echoed in my ears, cold and quiet.“You will never survive without me.”My stomach twisted painfully. I curled deeper into myself, pressing my forehead against my knees. Tears stung the backs of my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. Not again, and definitely not today.Nylo crawled out from under the blanket, his silver fur ruffled from sleep. He climbed onto my knee, glaring at me with narrowed golden eyes.“You’re up early, moonlight,” he grumbled, rubbing his tiny paws over his face. “Did the snake prince haunt your dreams?”I didn’t respond. My fingers tightened around the edge of the blanket until my k

Dax's POV I walked down the silent corridor, my boots echoing softly against the marble floors. The moon hung high outside the tall windows, casting silver light across the tapestries lining the walls. In my hand, I carried a small clay pot filled with healing salve. The scent of crushed mint and lavender drifted up, calming my pounding heart.My steps quickened as I neared her door. Part of me worried she’d be asleep already, but another part knew Keira rarely slept these days. Pain clung to her like a second skin. Even when she closed her eyes, I doubted her mind ever truly rested.I paused outside her room, taking a deep breath before knocking softly.“Come in,” her small voice called after a moment.I pushed the door open gently. The room was dark, lit only by a single flickering candle by her bedside. She sat curled under her thin blanket, her hair falling loose around her shoulders, hiding most of her face.Her eyes lifted to mine as I stepped in, and my chest tightened painful

Kai’s POVThe courtyard buzzed with voices as the hunting trial results trickled in. I sat on the stone steps, my head pounding from the tension coiling inside me like a venomous snake. Riven stood nearby, discussing something quietly with Father’s advisor, but my ears didn’t catch a word. My eyes were locked on the forest gates, waiting… waiting for her small frame to emerge.Then I heard it. A guard sprinting across the gravel, his armour clinking with every frantic step. He fell to one knee before me, panting hard.“My Prince,” he gasped out, sweat dripping down his temples. “The Omega… Keira… she… she collapsed in the forest. She’s not waking up.”Every single alarm bell in my head went off. My chest tightened painfully, squeezing the air from my lungs. I shot to my feet so fast my vision blurred for a second.“Where is she?” I barked, my voice shaking with fury and something dangerously close to fear.“They’re bringing her back, but she’s not—”I didn’t wait for him to finish. I

Dax’s POVShe looked so small in that bed.Her eyes were puffy and red, her hair a tangled mess over the pillow, and her skin still too pale—but when she smiled at the flower in my hand, something unclenched in my chest.“It only grows on the cliffs after the storms. They say it blooms only in the harshest conditions. It means… resilience.” I said softly, kneeling beside her bed.Keira looked down at the crushed petals cupped gently in her hand, and her smile deepened. Not the kind she forced when people were watching, or the one she gave when she was trying to be brave. This one was small… real.“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice still weak but stronger than it had been.I hesitated, watching her closely. “I can carry you to the courtyard, if you’d like. You shouldn’t be moving around so soon.”Her brows furrowed slightly. “No. I want to walk.”I studied her face for a moment. She was in pain, I could see that. Her movements were sluggish, like her limbs were too heavy for her fra