Alle Kapitel von The Perfect Revenge Of The Luna Queen : Kapitel 91 – Kapitel 100

Zade's Pov The room was silent, except for Cole’s ragged breathing and Kiera’s broken sobs. My hands still itched from slamming his skull against the table. Blood smeared the wood, the stench of iron thick in the air. I didn’t look at them. I didn’t want to. My fury was a living thing, and if I gave it all my attention, they would already be dead. “Draven.” My voice cut through the silence, low and sharp. “Drag him outside.” Draven’s smirk widened. “With pleasure.” He grabbed Cole by the collar, yanking him up from the table. Cole groaned, blood dripping from his face, his body limp but trembling. “Please,” Cole rasped. “Alpha, please…” “Shut up,” I snapped, my glare slicing into him. Draven hauled him toward the door, his boots dragging against the floor. The broken glass crunched under them. I turned back to Kiera and Nyx. My gaze landed on Nyx first, and the calm way she sat there, her arms folded, her eyes unflinching. She knew. She had known all along. The realization

Nyx's Pov It had been three months since Zade locked me in his fortress. The healers had since stopped pumping wolfsbane and nightshade into Caspian’s veins. His body was still weak, his eyes closed most days, but I knew he was fighting. I told myself every day he was fighting. Nora and I worked quietly. She was clever, slipping words into the right ears, watching which guards were more loyal to money than to Zade. I did my part too, speaking soft and careful whenever I had the chance. Allies didn’t come easy in this place, but we were gathering them one by one. Kiera had turned into a walking shadow. She moved through the halls like a ghost, her eyes empty, her shoulders bent. Zade had broken her. Alice was gone too, he had sent her out, no explanation given. One night, he came into my room, his eyes sharp with pride. “Caspian’s nothing now,” he said, leaning against the wall like he owned every piece of air in here. “I’ve subdued him. He can’t lift a finger against me.” I kep

Caspian's Pov The world was dark, but not as dark as before. I could feel things again. My fingers twitched. My chest rose and fell stronger. The fog in my head was lifting, slow but sure. I remembered Alice. Her betrayal burned like fire in my chest. I had trusted her, and she sold me out. She had delivered me into Zade’s hands. I remembered the pain. Wolfsbane and nightshade burning through my veins, tearing me apart inside. I remembered the healers’ cold hands, the smell of poison. But through it all, I remembered Nyx’s voice. She came to me every day. She whispered of hope, of plans, of allies. She told me she believed in me, that I would wake. Her voice pulled me back every time the darkness tried to take me. “You’ll wake up to an army,” she had whispered once. “Not a prison.” Her words kept me alive. Zade came sometimes too. His voice was sharper, cruel. He mocked me for being weak. He told me Nyx belonged to him now. He told me Liam was his son. I wanted to

Nyx's Pov The stench of the dungeon hit me first. Rot, damp stone, rusted iron and mold that crawled into my lungs. I felt nauseous. I blinked awake on the cold ground, my head pounding. Dried blood filled my hair, sticking to my temple. Water dripped from the ceiling, steady drops that echoed like a cruel clock counting down my time. My throat burned, raw from screaming earlier, though I didn’t remember when I had stopped. I pushed myself up slowly. My arms shook. My cheek throbbed where Zade had struck me. Tears slid down without permission. “I’ll die here,” I whispered to the silence. “But Caspian will come. He’ll find me. He promised me he'd come back. I trust him.” The thought was the only thread keeping me together. That and the fact that Liam was safe. I knew that no matter what, Zade wouldn't hurt him. He still needed him so that bought me time. Then the door creaked. Metal against stone. Heavy boots. Zade. And in his arms, my little prince. “Liam!” My voice cra

Nyx's Pov The fourth day. The walls of the cell pressed close, cold stone biting against my back. My wrists ached from the bruises. My lips were split, my cheek still swollen from the last strike. I could still taste blood in my mouth. Every day it was the same. The iron door creaked, and he came. Zade. His eyes were dark, cruel, filled with the same hunger to break me. He carried Liam in his arms, my child's eyes filled with longing as he looked at me. Zade stopped in front of me. His boots scraped against the stone floor. He crouched, grabbing my chin roughly and tilting my face up to him. “Tell me,” he said, voice sharp. “Where is Caspian hiding, Nyx?” My throat burned. I gave him the same answer I had given him for four days. “I don’t know. I told you before, Zade. You're wasting your time.” He called a guard in and handed Liam to the guard. Then, he turned to me. The slap came fast. My head snapped to the side. The sting spread across my skin. I swallowed the groan, fo