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บททั้งหมดของ The Dumb Cursed Heiress and Her Mates: Reborn For Revenge : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

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The Memory Trial

Nadia's POVThe morning sun entered into Hermlock's study, but it felt cold. The truth I had written last night, I am Nadia, hung between us like smoke. I wasn't just Valerie. I was a dead woman walking in another woman's skin, and now Hermlock knew it.He laid the faded Moon Shade tunic on his heavy oak desk. The ancient cloth, with its worn moon and teardrop, looked like a ghost among the scrolls and candles."You say you see things before they happen," Hermlock said, his old fingers tracing the embroidered symbol. His touch was gentle, like he was touching a sacred thing. "But you have only looked forward. Your mother's spirit did not bring you back just to see the future. She needs you to see the past. The real past. The truth you left behind."He placed my hands on the soft, worn fabric. "This is not just cloth," he whispered. "It is a key. Your mother's love is woven into every thread. Her hope. Her last wish for you. Let it unlock what you have buried deep inside."I closed my
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The Map on Her Skin

Nadia’s POVMy hands trembled, the new burns on my arms pulsing with a memory of fire. I reached for my notepad on the old wooden desk, the simple movement making the silvery, swirling scars burn brighter for a moment. Hermlock watched me, his old eyes wide and serious in the study light, filled with a knowing sadness.I put the pencil to the paper and wrote the first question burning in my soul, the one that screamed inside my head.Why do they glow?Hermlock leaned closer, his breath a soft, tired sigh. “They glow because the memory is alive in you now,” he said, his voice gentle but firm. “It is no longer buried deep down where you cannot reach it. It is a truth, a real and powerful truth, written right on your skin for you to see. Your seer’s power, child, it usually paints pictures of the future in your mind. But this time, you forced it to look backward. You forced it to show you the past, and your body, this new body you live in, could not hold such a powerful truth without mar
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The Dark Path

Nadia's POVThe dark was so thick I could taste it. It tasted like old stone and wet earth. My heart beat so loud in my ears. Boom. Boom. Boom. The only light was the soft glow from my arms. The silvery burns were like little moons in the black tunnel.I put one hand on the cold wall. I started to walk. My feet knew where to go before my eyes could see. The tunnel was narrow. I could touch both sides with my arms out.I walked for a long time in the dark. My mind was full of Hermlock's words. Map. Compass. Key. Demon. Shield.Then I heard a new sound.Water.A slow drip... drip... drip... up ahead.The tunnel turned. A weak, gray light appeared. Not sunshine. Moonlight, coming from somewhere above.I came into a small room. It was round, with broken stones all around. This was the old chapel. The roof was gone. The night sky was up above, full of stars. Weeds grew between the stones on the floor.In the middle of the room was a pool of water. The moonlight fell right on it. The drip s
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The Quiet Escape

Nadia’s POVI sat by the cold, dark pool for a long, long time. The moon moved across the broken roof of the old chapel. My mind was spinning like a leaf in a storm. My arms still glowed with that soft, silver light, but it was softer now, like moonlight on water. The words from the vision played again and again in my head, like a song I could not forget.Your real father waits for you there.The man with the kind eyes. Eyes that held no hate. And hair like mine, red like fire, like blood. He called me daughter. He said he hid the key with me. Not in a box. Not under a stone. With me.My fingers rose to touch my necklace. It was warm against my skin. It was always warm, but now I knew why. My real father’s magic lived in it. His love was locked in the stone. A father’s love for a daughter he had to leave behind.The man I had called father all my life, Ronan Moonshade, was not my blood. He was a liar. A thief who married my mother only for her land and her power and her famous name. H
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The Whispering Woods

Nadia’s POVThe woods swallowed us whole.One moment, the cold stone of the chapel was under my feet. The next, there was only dirt and moss and a darkness so thick it felt like a living thing. Neal’s hand was a burning brand around mine, the only thing that felt real. We didn’t run. Running made noise. We moved like shadows, quick and quiet, our feet finding safe places in the blackness.The glow from my arms was our only little lamp. It wasn’t bright. Just a soft, silver shimmer like starlight on water. It showed me roots to step over. It showed me thorns to avoid. It pulled me forward, like a string tied to my heart.For a long time, we didn’t speak. There was only the sound of our breathing and the night birds calling. And the far, far away sound of men shouting. They were still looking.My mind was a storm. My real father. A kind man with my hair. A spring hidden by magic. The lie of my whole life. It was too big. It hurt to think about. So I didn’t think. I just moved. I followe
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The visions

Nadia's pov Neal shrugged off his leather jacket and spread it on the ground for me. “Sit. Rest.”I was so tired. My body felt heavy. I sat on the jacket and leaned back against the cold cave wall. Neal sat beside me, not touching, but so close I could feel his warmth.“We should sleep in turns,” he said. “I’ll take the first watch.”I shook my head hard. No. He was just as tired as me. I pointed to him, then made a sleeping motion with my hands together by my cheek. Then I pointed to my own glowing arms. The light was faint, but it was something. I could watch.He laughed, a soft, tired sound. “You’ll watch with your shiny arms? And what will you do, glow at danger until it goes away?”I smiled and nodded, pretending to be serious. I have told him about the burns and everything else except that I was reborn reborn as Valerie.He finally gave in. “Okay. A little sleep. Just a little.” He slid down the wall so he was sitting beside me. Without a word, he opened his arm. I didn’t hesit
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The Guardian and the Gate

Nadia’s POVWe ran until my lungs were knives in my chest. The trees were a dark wall we pushed through. The pull inside me was not a feeling anymore. It was a command. Come home. Come home. Neal’s hand was locked on mine. He did not ask questions. He just ran.The sky was turning from black to gray when we burst into a small, round clearing. It was too perfect. A circle of giant, ancient trees. In front of us was a cliff of smooth, gray rock. There was no door. No path. Nothing.The pulling in my chest stopped. Right here.I let go of Neal and walked to the rock. I put my hands on it. Cold. Solid. This was the place. I knew it in my soul. But how do you open a wall?“This is it?” Neal asked. He came close, looking around. He touched the rock too. “Valerie, there’s nothing here. It’s just a rock.”I shook my head hard. No. He was wrong. My father was here. I could feel him, like a warm spot in the cold air. I hit the rock with my fist. Let me in!The marks on my arms woke up. The silv
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The Father’s Truth

Nadia's pov He held me for a long time. Just held me.Then, a new sound. A deep, grinding noise, like a mountain waking up.Neal looked up. I turned my head.The wall of rock was moving. The silver light on it blazed like a star. The round stone in the center shimmered. Then, it melted. It became a mist, and behind it was a tunnel. A tunnel filled with a soft, green light.The wall was gone. The gate was open.Neal helped me stand. My legs were weak. He looked from the open tunnel to my face. His eyes were full of questions.“That vision,” he said slowly. “The woman who died… that was Elara Moonshade. The famous Luna who died last year.”I nodded, looking at the ground.“And the girl she called for… Nadia… that was her daughter. The one who went missing.” His voice was careful. “Valerie… why would you see their story? So clear? So… real? It’s like you were there.”I shook my head. I could not answer. I pointed to the open tunnel. Please, my eyes begged. Don’t ask yet.He saw my fear.
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The story 

Nadia's pov “Told me what?” Neal’s voice got harder. He took a step closer. His green eyes were locked on my father. “Who are you? What is this place? And why do you think my mate is someone who is dead?”“Sit,” my father said, his voice calm but full of power. It was not a request. He pointed to a flat, smooth rock by the spring. “The story is long. And it is for both of you.”We sat. The rock was warm. My father sat across from us on the grass. The glowing spring was beside him.“My name,” he began, “is Elias Dawnfire. I was the Alpha of the Celestial Peak pack. A pack that is now gone, hidden, like this spring.”“Dawnfire,” Neal whispered. “A myth. A children’s story.”“A story based on truth,” Elias said. “Twenty-five years ago, I met Elara Moonshade at a gathering of Alphas. It was like… lightning striking the same place twice. We were true mates. Our souls knew it the moment we touched.”He looked into the water, seeing the past.“But Elara was promised to another. Ronan. It wa
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The Fractured Trust

Nadia's POVElias watched us, his kind face full of understanding and worry. He took a slow step back. "I will… gather some herbs for the journey," he said softly. He gave me a look that said, This is your battle to fight, and walked quietly toward the trees, leaving us alone.The moment he was gone, Neal let go of my hand. He was acting okay in front of my father but I knew he had a whole lot to say.The loss of his touch felt like a door slamming shut. I reached for him, but he took a step back. His green eyes finally met mine. The love that was there just minutes ago was clouded. Clouded with hurt, and confusion, and a deep, shaking anger."All this time," he said. His voice was low, rough. It scared me. "All this time, Valerie."I shook my head. Not Valerie, I tried to say with my eyes. Nadia."You let me call you that," he continued, as if I'd spoken. "You let me fall in love with Valerie. You let me tell you about her family, her life… and you knew it was all a lie. A story for
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