Semua Bab LUNA'S CURSE; Her Three Messiahs: Bab 71 - Bab 80

POV: Prince KadenI stood in front of the viewing orb, hands clasped behind my back, watching her.The glass shimmered with silver light, revealing the girl curled in the corner of her cell. Her body was bruised, wrists red and raw from the iron cuffs, but her eyes… her eyes were sharp. Alive. Watching.She didn’t weep. Didn’t scream.She waited.“She’s quiet,” I murmured.“She’s dangerous,” my Beta replied behind me. His voice was tight. Controlled. But I could smell the fear beneath it.I didn’t turn around. “She’s small.”“Wolves come in all sizes,” he said. “But that one—she’s not just any wolf. That’s the cursed Omega. The one from the Moonfell Trials.”My jaw tightened. I watched as she stroked the tiny creature on her shoulder. The sprite glared at the orb like it could see us. Curious thing. Oddly loyal.“She doesn’t act like an Omega,” I said softly.“She’s not,” the Beta answered, stepping closer. “She’s the one the visions warned us about. The girl who can resist the Alpha

POV: KadenThe balcony stone was warm under my forearms as I leaned forward, eyes locked on the training grounds below. The sun burned high, relentless, casting harsh shadows across the dust-choked field. Heat shimmered in waves, but she didn’t falter.Keira.Small. Bruised. Bloodied.She moved like the pain was nothing. Like her body wasn’t screaming at her to stop. Her shirt clung to her skin, soaked with sweat. Her hands, raw and bleeding, trembled as she gripped the wooden sword. Her knees had buckled twice—maybe three times—since I’d started watching.But she didn’t stay down.Not once.She stood. Fought. Burned.Her form was sloppy, her footing unsteady, but those eyes… they blazed. Fierce. Unbroken. Even from up here, I could feel the heat of her defiance. She was a spark in a world that wanted to smother her.I tilted my head, lips curling into something like a smile. Not amusement. Not quite. It was… curiosity. Hunger, maybe. Pride.“What did those fools do,” I muttered under

POV: KadenThe stars were fading when I stepped outside. The sky was turning grey, and the cold morning air wrapped around me like a quiet warning. Mist covered the ground, hugging my boots and making the earth feel still. The cold didn’t bother me. I liked this time of day. Before the noise, before the shouting. When everything felt honest.No lies.Just breathing. Everyone being in their truest forms.The soldiers were still sleeping in the barracks. I could hear them snoring behind the stone walls. The campfires had burned down to small orange glows, like tired eyes slowly closing. The air smelled like old smoke and sweat. It smelled like war.I stood still, my long cloak brushing my legs. I didn’t move.From where I stood, I could see her cot.She lay under the edge of the training hall, wrapped in a thin blanket that didn’t do much to keep her warm. She was curled tight, her back rising and falling with every breath. Even in sleep, she didn’t look calm. Her eyebrows were pulled in

POV: KeiraThat evening, everything felt different.Not better. Just clearer.I sat on a low rock near the stream that ran along the edge of camp. Moss covered the stone, and my boots were in the freezing water.The cold helped a little. My feet were sore. My ribs and arms were still bruised, but the fever I’d been fighting for days had finally broken earlier. I still felt tired, but my mind was sharper now—like a knife pulled out of the fire and left to cool.Nylo lay stretched out across my lap, warm and soft like a scarf. His eyes were half-closed, his tail twitching every now and then, like he could hear all the thoughts running through my head.Tia sat nearby, legs crossed, sharpening her blade. Her hand moved fast, almost angry. The metal made a scraping sound with every stroke. She hadn’t said a word all day, not since the drills ended and she collapsed against a post, staring at nothing.I didn’t blame her. This place was hard on everyone. It stripped you down and left you raw

 POV: Dax The castle felt… weird without her. Too quiet. Too clean. Too full of people who didn’t know how to glare at me properly. “She used to scold me silently when I forgot to eat,” I muttered, slumping deeper into the library couch. Kai looked up from the map he was studying like it held the secrets of the universe. His brows arched. “What?” “Nothing,” I grumbled, flipping a book open just for something to do. “Just thinking.” “Loudly,” Riven said from the hearth, where he was stretched across the arm of a chair like a lazy cat. “Better than pretending to read,” I shot back. “At least he’s not brooding in the rain again,” Riven said to Kai, smirking. “That was one time,&rd