บททั้งหมดของ YOU BELONG TO ME,MY LOST LUNA : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

The Poisoned KingSerena’s POV“Kale, don’t you dare fall.”My voice heavy with emotions, vibrating through the training yard, cutting through the stunned silence of the gathered warriors. He lay sprawled in the dirt, chest heaving, his golden eyes clouded with pain. For one terrifying heartbeat, he looked less like a king and more like a dying man.“I’m fine,” he replied, pushing up on shaking arms. The lie was too clear to be ignored, like glass ready to shatter.“You’re not fine,” I snapped, dropping to my knees beside him. My hands hovered over him, shaking before finally pressing against his chest. His skin burned hot beneath my palms, fever that had something darker attached to it.One of the healers rushed forward in great panic. “My Queen, the curse has advanced greatly. His veins… they’re being strangled.”“Then fix it,” I barked.The healer's face became pale with worry. “We’ve tried every poultice, every cleansing ritual. Wolfsbane we can counter, but this… this is shadowcr

The Betrayer RevealedSerena’s POV“Enough with the hiding,” I said coldly, my voice vibrating like thunder through the council chamber. “Someone in this very room is feeding Ravenfall our blood.”The elders stiffened in fear, eyes darting from one another like cornered prey. I guess they never expected such a response. The air reeked of sweat and fear, even though no blood had been spilled yet. I wondered what they would all portray if justice is carried out. Kale sat slumped in his throne, his face pale from the curse still dealing mercilessly with him, and draining his strength, but his golden eyes blazed non stop like molten fire. He said nothing, to stop me, giving me the chance to wield the room. Letting me become his wrath, and demonstrate it.Councilor Drevan cleared his throat nervously, and was careful not to offend me. “My Queen, with respect, these accusations tabled before you are all...”“Accusations?” I cut him off before he could continue, stalking forward. “An assass

Bianca's Mask 2Selena's POV “You’re lying.” My voice broke, weaker than I wanted. The words came out like a child's pleading instead of the roar I intended. “You’re twisting her face. Using magic to...”“Magic?” She laughed bitterly. “Do you think shadows alone could craft this? Every time you looked into your mother’s eyes, you looked at me too. I am the reflection she never gave you. The secret is that she never spoke.”My hands shook on the hilt. I pressed my palms together to stop them from trembling. “You can’t be...”“Can’t be what?” She stepped closer, the nearness folding the world down to her and me. “Can't you be your sister? Can’t be the daughter your mother never admitted to? Can’t be the shame she buried while she told you to be her perfect little queen?”Her voice was like a razor. I felt old hurt...smaller than the war, older than Ronan’s fists...rise like bile. “Shut up!” I roared, blade trembling between us. “You are not her blood!”Her smile widened, soft and cruel

THE FACE THAT LIED TO MESerena's POVIf Beyoncé wore my mother's face... what else of my past had she stolen? And what had my mother hidden from me, so deep and dark she couldn’t say it out loud even to her own daughter?I couldn’t stop watching it. That moment she looked at me and smiled at my mother's smile, twisted on someone else’s mouth. My chest felt like it was trying to remember something my brain had locked away.“Where did she go?” I whispered.The forest didn’t answer. The trees just stood, tall and still, like guards holding back secrets.I turned in a slow circle, scanning every path. Beyonce hadn’t taken the box with her. That was on purpose. She wanted me to see it. But why?The papers in the box said we were twins, but no one had ever spoken her name. Not even once. Not even when I asked about my family. Every story stopped at me.Every smile my mother gave me had come with silence.She didn’t forget to tell me. She chose not to.I sat on a fallen log with the box in m

THE MOTHER WHO WASN’T MINESerena’s POVI didn’t move. None of us did. Her eyes swept over me first. Then Kale. Then Beyonce. But there was no warmth. No recognition. Just calm… like we were strangers at her door. “I thought you were dead,” I said. She smiled. Not the way I remembered. “I was.” The wind picked up behind her. Her hair moved like it was part of the shadows now. Kale stepped closer to me. His body shifted slightly, protective. Beyoncé didn’t blink. “You left me,” I said. “No,” she answered. “I saved you.” “By hiding everything from me?” She walked forward. Her hands were empty, but her presence was heavy. “You were never meant to carry all of this. You were supposed to be the future not the past.” Beyonce laughed low. “Funny. That’s exactly what you told me before you gave me to the shadows.” Our mother….Elira…..finally looked at her. “You were the consequence of a choice made in fear.” “And Serena?” Beyoncé asked. “The price of hope,”