All Chapters of The Rogue Queen’s Vengeance : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Laura's PovI ran until my lungs burned and my shaky legs were about to give up . Branches whipped my face.Behind me, boots pounded the leaf litter, hunters, close and steady. Every step I took I thought of reaching Aria : Dorian’s conspiracy, the trial, Ronan’s bond. The information felt heavier than any weapon. If it died with me, everything would fall apart.“She went this way!” a voice called. Too close.I fell over a fallen log and caught myself on a tree, my whole body trembling. Two days of running had left me exhausted. I could keep going, though. I had to. Aria needed to know what was coming.The forest changed. The trees were fuller and small birds bones hung from high branches. I felt a wave of chill up my spine. The signs were clear. I should have turned back.My foot hit a hidden root. The world dropped away. A net fell from the canopy, silver-threaded ropes wrapping around me like a spiderweb. Metal bit into my skin where it touched. I screamed and thrashed. The harder

Aria's PovMy eyes blurred at first then I regained consciousness fully. Pains filled my body which felt heavy and numb, like I’d been sleeping for days.My mouth taste changed to something bitter, metallic taste and I had severe pains in my wrists. They had trapped me with moonstone.The bars pulsed with ancient power, designed to hold beings like me.Silver chains wouldn't have killed me totally, but moonstone was stronger, it weakened me, drained my strength, and kept me alive for whatever plan they had.When I tried to move, sharp pain beams through my unused limbs. My throat was raw.“Aria?” Nyra’s voice whispered faintly in my mind, “Are you awake?”“I… I’m here,” I struggled to respond. “Barely.”“They sedated us,” Nyra explained. Her voice grew clearer as my senses returned. “We were unconscious for days. But I felt it—something stirring in your mind, memories trying to surface.”Memories. I saw my parents in my mind—their faces, the night they died. I heard their voices.But

Varyn's PovThe moonlight flooded my chamber as I shut the door, finally alone after deftly persuading Dorian to accept the cursed blade. The fool remained blissfully unaware of the true implications of his choice or the powers he had unwittingly released.Then again, comprehension was never Dorian's strong suit.I approached my concealed desk, hidden behind a tapestry depicting the first Council of Elders. How fitting that my ultimate victory would take place under their watchful eyes. They would have supported my actions – removing obstacles to the established order, ensuring that power stayed in the hands of those wise enough to wield it.Hands like mine.The Blood-Runed Stiletto had embraced Dorian's essence perfectly, its ancient runes glowing vibrantly as they consumed Draven blood. By dawn, both brothers would be dead, and I would hold the reins behind whichever puppet took the Alpha's throne.I had spent years planning and waiting for this moment, when the two brothers would f

Aria’s PovThe smell of smoke and blood filled the forest as I followed Laura’s cries. The path led deep into the forest.The full moon shone above the bright sky, silver light making the woods look sharp and unreal, like a nightmare painted in black and white.I remember a hunter talking about taking me to Crescent Moon territory for a trial but the information wasn't clear enough and I've wiped them out.Then, I moved like a shadow, bare feet silent on the ground. Power hummed inside me, no longer wild, but steady and old. Each step pulled me closer to Laura, and with every breath my fury grew.A clearing opened, and the sight froze my blood.Bodies lay scattered, the hunters who should have been carrying me to trial. Torn apart with deadly precision, their weapons useless among the leaves. But it wasn’t the carnage that made me stop.I sensed him.It was him.Raven stood in the center, silver eyes catching moonlight like mirrors. Bodies lay down dead all around him. It must have be

Aria PovWolves howled closely. My heart beat increased like it want to break out of my chest.The Rogues eyes were on me. They watched and waited to see what I would do.Then, Laura.She was still kneeling in the dirt. Her arms were wrapped around herself like she wanted to become smaller than the ground. Her pale hair was tangled. Blood and dust streaked her face. She trembled. Garrett stood over her.Garrett’s face was twisted with anger. His chest rose and fell fast. His claws were starting to form. His eyes were bright gold. He looked ready to kill.A cold blast ran through me. He was not stopping. He would slay her in seconds. He did not hesitate. He did not think. He had already decided because I made my choice not to do it.Without thinking I moved.I lunged and grabbed his arm. My hand closed on his forearm just as he swung.Pain shot up my arm like I had grabbed a bar of iron. Garrett’s muscles were hard beneath my fingers. I squeezed with all I had. Something inside me gave