All Chapters of Marked by Moon Fire: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

The rays of the sun spilled through the curtains blinds, warming Nyssa’s cheeks and pulling her gently out of sleep. She blinked slowly, still wrapped in the memories of last night.Lucien’s warmth beside her, the memory of his breath against her skin, and the way he had held her like she was something fragile and precious. The thought alone made her cheeks flush instantly.She exhaled softly, turning on her side, hugging the pillow tightly as her lips curled into a shy smile. Last night had been…. something. Something she didn’t have the courage to name out loud yet. She remembered how he kissed her like he’d been starving for her, how she felt her entire body melting into him, how close she came to giving in and mating with him right there, she was ready to give it all to him.But Lucien had pulled back.He had looked at her with such softness, such absolute devotion, and whispered “Not yet, Nyssa. I want our first time to be on our wedding night.”She was excited but also a little

Lucien and Nyssa both froze the moment their eyes caught the stain of blood on the grass, Elder Albert ran to have a look. For a second, no one moved. The three of them, Lucien, Nyssa, and Elder Albert stood rooted to the spot, staring at the cloth and the blood as if the ground itself had suddenly opened beneath their feet. Nyssa felt her hands slowly go cold in fear.Her first instinct was denial. Her mind instantly rejected the image in front of her, refusing to accept that something could have happened to the Queen. “No….. no, no, this can’t be her blood,” she whispered, stepping closer even though her legs trembled. She knelt and touched the stained soil with her fingertips.Lucien stood behind her, completely silent, but the tension rolling off him could be felt from miles away. She could feel his fear even without him speaking. His jaw was clenched, his hands balled into fists, and his chest rose and fell, breathing had suddenly become difficult for him.Elder Albert quickly

Nyssa’s entire body went cold the moment Adrian stepped fully into the room. She felt her breath hitched in her throat, and was unable to form a single word as she stared at him. It didn’t make sense. None of this made sense. Adrian who was gentle, loyal, and always protective was standing comfortably beside Fabian like he belonged there.Her mind raced and her heart thudded painfully. Every memory she had of Adrian flashed before her eyes, his loyalty to Lucien, his dedication to the pack, the way Lucien trusted him with everything.So how?How could he be here?How could he stand with Fabian of all people?Adrian walked forward slowly, his face held an unreadable expression. He didn’t even look at Nyssa at first, his eyes went straight to Lucien Lucien could barely lift his head, he was struggling to stay conscious.Adrian folded his arms behind him casually and leaned toward Fabian a little. “You’re sure you used the strong wolfsbane?” he asked.Fabian didn’t even look up. “Yes,”

Nyssa’s heart hammered so painfully against her chest she could barely breathe. Lucien’s body was still slumped weakly against the ropes, his breaths were shallow, his head rested helplessly against his shoulder. The wolfsbane had drained him of everything. She had never seen him so still, so fragile, so breakable. It terrified her in a way she had never known fear before.“Please,” Nyssa whispered, even though her voice wavered violently. “Please leave him alone. Don’t hurt him. Take me instead, kill me instead ….. just leave Lucien.”Her words fell desperately into the stale air of the cottage, but she could see Adrian’s face mould into amusement. He didn’t even look at her. He simply twirled the dagger between his fingers beside Lucien, deciding where best to sink it.Nyssa trembled. She shut her eyes tightly and reached deep inside her, calling out to the one spirit she believed could still save him.Varn…..Her voice echoed through her mind, stretching toward Lucien’s wolf.Ple

Nyssa stood at the foot of the bed, her fingers curling and uncurling as she watched Lucien’s chest rise and fall weakly. She finally managed to convince the Queen to have her rest.The room was dim, lit only by the gentle flicker of the lamps left burning through the endless night she’d spent by his side. Each breath he drew sounded too soft and fragile, as if the slightest shift in the air could break him completely.The healer had just finished tending to him. Her expression was grave, and almost apologetic as she wiped her hands on a cloth and stepped back from the bed. But Nyssa could barely process anything except the sight of Lucien lying still on the pile of sheets tucked around him.She had seen him injured before, even exhausted from battle, worn out from all those training sessions, but she had never seen him like this ….. silent, and there was nothing she could do.The mighty Alpha was lying helplessly before her, and Nyssa felt her entire body tremble at the thought of wh