Semua Bab Awakened: The Luna’s Revenge After Exile: Bab 21 - Bab 30

DAMIAN’S POVWhen I walked in and saw Kourtney on the floor, tears streaking down her face, something raw and protective ignited in me. I didn’t bother to ask Selena for an explanation—there was no point. In that moment, my only concern was Kourtney’s safety and peace of mind.She came here to heal. She came back because she needed rest after everything she’d endured. Not to be humiliated in my own home. I still remembered the little girl who’d laughed with muddy knees and trusted everyone with a worrying, open kind of faith. That image had been carved into me long before marriage, long before complications and politics. Kourtney had once been pure and simple; I would not stand by while someone—anyone—made her small.“I’m scared, Damian,” she whispered as I helped her up. Her voice broke on the last word. “I only asked why she didn’t take Henry to school because I had work. I would have taken him myself. She slapped me in front of my mother. What did I ever do to deserve this?”Madam

SELENA’s POVLast night, after Damian saw the injury on my face, he was furious. I could see it in the way he followed me back into the house, refusing to let it go. He even offered to apply ointment on my wound. I refused, but a part of me secretly felt warm—at least he was worried about me.Then, he confronted Mr. Hernandez.“If you dare lay a finger on her again, I will chop you off limb by limb and feed you to the wolves. Do you understand?”That was what Damian said to my father, and I saw my father fall to his knees, begging for forgiveness. Damian stood up for me—without hesitation. For a fleeting moment, I believed he still cared.We rode home together. It was lighthearted until we walked into the house. Then he told me to stop harassing Kourtney, to stay away from her, and not cause trouble. My hope crashed instantly. What was I even thinking when he defended me earlier?My thoughts were interrupted by a message on my phone. It was from Aiden—he was waiting outside.The momen

SELENA’S POVDamian finally released my neck and I collapsed to the floor, coughing. His eyes burned with disdain and hatred, as though I were the vilest creature alive. But I didn’t do it. I hadn’t poisoned the child. No matter what was happening, I would never harm a child.Kourtney’s voice trembled through her sobs. “Damian… she was with Henry. I don’t know what happened. Please… our boy is lying there, so weak…” Her hands clung to Damian’s arm, her face buried against his chest. She never once looked at me.“How do you know I did it?” My voice cracked with frustration. “Did you see me? You can’t accuse me just because—”“Selena.” Damian’s voice cut me off like a blade. He didn’t shout; his tone was cold, deadly. He looked at me as if I were already guilty.“I think we should investigate this,” Marcus interjected carefully, stepping forward. “There are helpers in the house. We need proof before accusing the Luna.”“There is already evidence, Marcus.” Damian snarled. My heart cracke

Kourtney had just ended a call when I pushed the door open. A sad smile hit her lips but she said nothing, only watched me. She was putting on. one of my shirts ….one Selena had given me over the years for my birthday.“I didn’t bring any clothes,” she admitted, gaze dropping to the bed. I could see a frail woman and my heart clenched again, I wanted to badly protect her from her ex husband, from Selena and everyone who was being cruel to her.“It’s okay,” I said, lowering myself beside her. “I figured”“And Henry? How is he?”“Same,” I answered softly, “but he will be fine. Rest assured.”“And Selena?” Her face shifted; I could read the thought in her eyes.“She is in prison.” I said it flatly. The words felt foreign, but for now she was a suspect until proven otherwise.“I am sorry,” she whispered, tears gathering, “I am sorry everything fell apart when I came back,” she said. “Maybe I shouldn’t have come. Henry wouldn’t be like this and Selena wouldn’t be in prison. It’s my fault.”

“The boy,” I asked quickly, “Is he okay?”The guard hesitated. “We don’t know, Luna. We were only told to bring you.”That hope faltered but didn’t die completely. I followed them out. My legs felt weak, but I held my head high.When we stepped into the grand hall, my breath hitched. Everyone was there..Damian on his throne-like seat, Kourtney beside him, his parents, his brothers, even Hernandez. And every single one of them looked at me like I was filth.“And here comes the murderer,” Madam Rose spat, venom dripping from her words. She moved toward me, fury in her eyes, but Damian’s sharp glare stopped her in her tracks. Still, the hatred radiating from her burned like acid.My gaze lifted to Damian. The man sitting before me wasn’t the man who I have sat side by side with to pass judgment on defaulters. He wasn’t the man who I used to imagine through my nightmares . He looked like an Alpha, cold, commanding, untouchable. His eyes were bloodshot, his knuckles white from how hard he