Semua Bab The Rejected Curvy Luna Queen : Bab 641 - Bab 649

The static in my chest-no, the *star's* energy now-thrums in recognition. *Liar. Weapon. Threat.* But my hands won't move. --- **The Fractured Sanctuary** She calls herself **Eleanor**, and the survivors believe her. Mira is the first to crumble. "She healed Jax's leg," she whispers, showing me

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The girl steps forward, her face a mirror of Ravel's-sharp jawline, storm-gray eyes, the same scar slicing through her brow-but her posture is all wrong. Too rigid, too calculated. Her gaze locks onto mine, and the static in my chest *twists*, like a key turning in a rusted

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The Seeds don't fall-they *root*. Each one pierces the earth like a bullet, sprouting into monstrous hybrids of flora and flesh. Trees grow skeletal hands, flowers bloom into screaming mouths, and the air thickens with pollen that glows like emerald fire. The Rootmother wa

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The sapling isn't just a tree-it's a *mirror*. Its obsidian bark reflects my face, twisted into the Rootmother's cruel smile. The emerald leaves whisper with my voice, taunting, coaxing. The survivors circle it, their weapons trembling. Some beg me to burn it. Others kneel