All Chapters of The Perfect Revenge Of The Luna Queen : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Zade's Pov The night air was cool when I stepped onto the balcony. From here, the whole fortress stretched out before me, torches burning, guards patrolling, the hum of life moving under my command. My lands, people and victory. A deep sense of satisfaction rolled through me. Everything I had built. Everything I had taken. And now Caspian, the feared Lycan King, the one who thought no one could break him, lay in my fortress, weak, dying, a shadow of the monster he once was. I let the pleasure sink in. Sex with Kiera had steadied my mind, calmed the storm inside me. She knew how to handle me, knew when to challenge and when to submit. But even as her taste lingered on my lips, I thought of Nyx. I remembered the nights I held her when I still needed an heir. How soft she had been in my arms, how perfect. She wasn’t like Kiera. She wasn’t like anyone. My first. My claim. And Caspian… he had touched her too. The thought twisted something dark inside me. Rage burned in my chest. Beca

Nyx's Pov Two months was how long I had been stuck inside Zade’s fortress. Two months of playing the role he wanted. Two months of cleaning, of pretending to bend, of pretending to accept. But I had something he didn’t realize was my strength. Liam. He was with me every day, every moment. I fed him, bathed him, and dressed him. He had grown bigger. His cheeks were fuller. His little laugh made me forget everything, even if only for a second. He had even started talking slowly. His favorite word was “mama.” Every time it left his lips, my chest tightened with joy. That was my power. Not Zade’s rules. Not Kiera’s games. Not Cole’s eyes always watching. It was Liam. And because I had him, I had hope. Still, nothing was easy. I had access everywhere in the fortress now, except Zade’s study and Caspian’s room. Those doors stayed locked, guarded. I knew answers were behind those walls, but I couldn’t get close. Not yet. Kiera took her fun in making me clean the room I once shared w

Nyx's Pov After that day that I saw Kiera in Cole’s bed, every step I took inside the fortress felt heavier. I had to move carefully. One wrong word, one wrong look, and everything I had seen would come crashing down on me. Cole’s eyes followed me sometimes, sharp, suspicious. He didn’t even try to hide it. Every time he looked at me like that, my stomach twisted, but I forced my face to stay calm. I acted like I didn’t notice. Like I was still the broken Luna they thought I was. But inside, I held the truth like a knife. One day, I would use it. I didn't want them to suspect me at all. Caspian was still being laced with wolfsbane and nightshade. I had heard from Nora that Kyle and the others were locked up in Zade's dungeon. They were tortured all day by Draven so they would reveal Caspian's plans but they stayed loyal to Caspian, choosing to die instead of betraying him. And the thought of their devotion made my heart clench. I knew many of them had families. The fact that th

Zade's Pov The room was quiet except for the scratching of my pen across paper. I had stacked reports all around me, some from the council, some from the dungeons, some from my spies scattered across the borders. None of them mattered as much as the thought running in my head. Nyx's face. Her blood. The way she walked around this fortress like she was weak when I knew she was more than she looked. The book my father had left me had told me everything. The Darkvale pack. Their blood was healing. Their blood was power. And that blood now flowed in Liam. I leaned back in my chair, tapping the pen against the table. Nyx didn’t even know the truth about herself. That made it easier for me. I had no reason to kill her yet. Why would I? She was useful. She would raise the boy, guide him, groom him without even realizing she was doing exactly what I needed. And when Liam’s powers were fully awakened, when he was ready to be the weapon I wanted… Nyx would be finished. And Caspian

Nyx's Pov The room was silent except for the faint sound of Caspian’s breathing and the beeping sound of the monitor that told me he was alive. My fingers brushed his face again and again, as if I could pull him back with just a touch. His skin was cold, pale, too still. My tears fell freely, sliding down my cheeks and onto his chest. “Caspian…” I whispered. “I’m here. It’s me. Nyx.” I pressed my forehead against his. “I don’t know if you can hear me, but I’m going to tell you everything. You need to know. Even if your eyes stay closed, I’ll believe you can hear me.” My hand gripped his hands tightly. His fingers didn’t move, but I held on anyway. “Liam has grown so much,” I said softly, my voice breaking. “He walks now. He calls me Mama in that sweet little voice of his. He laughs and the sound reminds me of you… I swear it does. And when he smiles, I see you. Every time.” A sob caught in my throat, but I swallowed it down. “He doesn't know you but I tell him stories about y