Semua Bab Cursed Luna: Bab 151 - Bab 160

John Kieran.It was him, of course.He moved calmly and precisely through the doorway. He gently brushed a little of dust off his sleeve and murmured, "Hello, brother." "Have you missed me?""Kieran," I exhaled. "You should be...""Within the dungeons? Yes, I am aware of it. He spoke in a calm, quiet voice. "Brother, you need to check your cells more often. When the guards are preoccupied with shrieking witches, they are quite simple to get away from.In an instant, Charles' sword rose. "Stop moving forward."Kieran laughed. "Calm down, Beta."Beside me, Ronan stumbled. He started to say, "You," but Kieran interrupted."Stop acting like you weren't involved in this."Ronan clenched his jaw. "You were meant to hold off."Kieran lost his temper. "I no longer answer to you."I moved ahead one step. "What's this? Are you now employed by the witches?He chuckled quietly. "Work? No. It's more of a team effort. They would rather see it as a win-win situation.Just then, Lucien materialized

RebeccaWith a deadly energy pulse emanating from it, the obsidian blade hovered just inches from John's throat. Every pulse of the power that flowed through me, intensified, sharpened, and untamed, was palpable to me.In my grasp, the sword quivered."Then die with your falsehoods," I murmured in a chilly, strange voice. The ferocity of the electricity coursing through me made my hands tremble."Yes, that's it." My mind replayed the voices of the witches. "Kill him." One witch growled, "Finish him." "Priestess, end him!"priestess. The title was given to me by them. Their puppet. Their weapon.The sword shook more violently. As the bond tugged again, my wolf snarled deep in my breast, uncertain and anxious. Murder him. Keep him safe. At the same time, both voices were yelling.I lifted the sword. Around me, magic flashed, burning hot enough to burn skin.They sang in my thoughts, "Finish it." "Make him pay."John's calm yet gentle voice broke through it. "Rebecca. Recall what is genu

Rebecca"I promise it." John said, his face hardening. My mother's mouth quivered. "After that, we strike a deal." I turned and saw myself standing in the corner behind a tree, observing with a perplexed expression on my face. On this particular day, I recalled that my mother had ordered me to stay at home with my father, but I had sneaked out and followed her. Suddenly, the room was different. The candles flickered with blue fire as they ignited themselves. The witches, or at least their projections, appeared out of nowhere as the air became heavy. People in cloaks, their faces veiled, their voices resonating together. Just like they looked to me at first.They said, "State your terms."My mom's voice was now steady. "You won't have her strength. Never, ever, not now. I'll give you mine instead.The witches' laughter was both musical and horrible. "You would sacrifice your magic to ensure the child's safety?""Yes. I have a responsibility to keep her safe because she is my chil

RebeccaAfter their loss, there was an overwhelming quiet.With their cloaks ripped and their eyes blazing with wrath and incredulity, the witches stood imprisoned inside my circle. Their power trembled and buzzed weakly, as though it realized it was no longer within their control.Burned energy permeated the air. Feeding on their terror, the runes surrounding them glowed furiously. John was firm and silent behind me, and I could feel his presence grounding me. I was able to think clearly because of his subtle aroma through the smoke.The commander finally growled, "You've gone too far," her voice cutting through the tension. Do you believe that this releases you? Do you believe that they will now accept you? You are neither a wolf nor a witch. You are nothing. I cocked my head and twisted my lips into a chilly grin. "Therefore, nothing is more powerful than you have ever been."Her expression grew gloomy. "You little twat, you're ungrateful." You are an abnormality who doesn't belon

Rebecca From my balcony, I observed the sun rising. It was lovely. Although the realms were now peaceful, there were still occasional remnants of violence, but we were able to resolve them. The people found it difficult to forgive at first. Despite the fact that their family had perished in the conflict between the realms, we managed to find a solution.John approached me from behind and put his hand around my waist to give me a back hug. He kissed my neck and murmured, "Good morning.""Good morning." I returned the whisper. He stroked my growing belly. I had twins at six months of pregnancy."Good morning to you as well." As though they could hear him, he spoke to them in a whisper. "I have no doubt that our children will be equally as lovely as their mother.""And just as powerful as their dad." "Perhaps even as obstinate as their mom." As he brushed a strand of hair away from my face, he spoke."Just so you know, stubbornness is a good characteristic." I responded."I am awar