บททั้งหมดของ Cursed Luna: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

After we left the infirmary, John walked me back to my room. When we reached the door, he stopped and let me in."Would you like to enter?" I asked, making room for him to go. He responded with a nod and entered. He declared, "You're cleared." "How are you feeling?" "Enough to quit acting like I'm weak." I fixed my unflinching stare on him.I moved to my bed and placed my coat on it. He nodded briefly but did not take a seat. Rather, he placed the dagger between us on the table. I was completely unaware that he had it. The symbol was visible even in the dim lamplight.I had already seen that insignia, either on someone or at another location. It had an oddly similar appearance. One of his stepbrothers had it, I noticed. "Is that..." "Ronan's mark," he concluded for me.Why was it on the blade that nearly killed me? "They're all cooperating." I said aloud what I was thinking."Yes, and here is evidence," John muttered. However, moving without initiating a conflict is insufficient.Some

JohnGreg's eyes abruptly met mine. "What?" he asked in confusion. "You heard me." With a clipped voice, I spoke. "In front of everyone, you will say everything you just told us.""You'll protect me, right? What about the promise?" He inquired. Before I could respond, Rebecca did. "We promised you.That hasn't altered. She went on. However, protection does not equate to quiet. We'll come when we're prepared for you. Deflated, Greg leaned back against the wall, gasping for air.He was aware that there was no more room for negotiation. "Tomorrow, we'll see you." As we left, I came to that conclusion.I watched Rebecca while the silence lingered for a while. God, she was amazing. She didn't hesitate or tremble when she talked just now. Standing there as if she owned the room was the girl whom everyone underestimated. more courageous than most of the soldiers I'd battled with. Perhaps more courageous than I am.Something in my chest clenched at the concept. Perhaps admiration or pride. Th

JohnI took off my jacket and closed the door behind me. I moved to my table and filled a crystal glass with the remaining whiskey. The liquid burned its way down my throat as I took a slow drink. Everything was coming together.This would soon come to an end. Ronan was foolishly planning his next move somewhere out there. But I was, too.With a creak, the door opened. I knew it was Rebecca without having to look. Even before I saw her, I could feel her.She stepped forward and said, "You didn't sleep." I turned, the knot of tightness in my chest loosening at the sight of her. Her shoulders were covered in loose hair. eyes shining in the shadows.My skin was pricked by my wolf. My senses are being overtaken by the ferocious drive to claim her.I put up a fierce fight because I didn't want to frighten her because she had come to me voluntarily. I gritted my teeth and muttered, "I couldn't.""Rebecca, why are you here? I asked, growing impatient. She curled her hair with her fingers and

RebeccaThe silence that followed her entrance was thick and suffocating.Every wolf in the chamber froze, unable to look away from the woman being dragged inside. Ronan’s stepmother, the former Luna who had been locked away for years, exiled, condemned.And now here she was, bound, gagged, but still very much alive.Shock rippled through the room like a physical force. Even the elders, who rarely showed emotion, gaped openly.“Impossible,” Elder Marcellus whispered, his voice trembling. “She… she was imprisoned. She was supposed to be locked away for life.”John’s lips curved into the faintest, coldest smile.“Nothing, you say?” He echoed Ronan’s words back to him, his voice calm and cutting. “You claim we have no proof? Then tell me, brother.How is it that a woman sentenced to life imprisonment suddenly stands here before us?”Ronan’s mask of composure faltered for the briefest moment.A flicker of panic and perhaps calculation crossed his features before he spoke again.“She was mis

John"Kieran," I murmured, gathering my thoughts. "Let go of the dagger."A single drop of blood trickled down her neck, thin and dazzling, as the tip hovered just below her jaw. My eyesight turned red, and I was on the verge of attacking him and severing his hand.Both she and Rebecca were harmed by him. directly in front of me. None of the times I had ever felt helpless were anything close to how I felt at that moment.Rebecca could make a mistake, and things could go awry. I didn't even want to consider the possible outcomes. I have to put money aside.My thoughts were interrupted by Kieran's words. He growled, his voice shaking with desperation, "Let us go.""Everyone." Right now."No!" I stepped forward and thundered. Beneath my flesh, my wolf strained ferociously, every instinct screaming to defend her.I extended my hand to halt my troops as they charged forward. "Take a seat.I'll take care of this. I gave the order because their meddling would put Rebecca in more danger.Now tha