All Chapters of My Luna's Revenge (Blinded by Fury): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 31Viona's POV"You need to rest, everyone will be departing tomorrow..." She led me to the door as we both exited the room."Okay...Good night Mom" I pecked her cheeks unintentionally, slightly the tattoo-like mark on her neck, it wasn't obvious but I just had good eyes."I have to go to your dad...he must be waiting for me" she hugged me before letting me go.I must have really interrupted them, for my mom to be in such a hurry to return to his side, I can't be more happy for her."Wait, Mom...!" "Hmm...""I would need your help tomorrow, you know how you arrange the lists and everything else, can you include my name without dad noticing my absence in the pack?""Honey...I know what to do though I'm not encouraging you to go to this war, I'm not going to stand in your way either, don't worry, go to bed"The day of departure Everything was prepared, everyone was really including me of course, I have to admit my mom did an excellent job with sneaking me out, especially as I

Chapter 33The Levites packFlora POVFour years laterThe Levites have won the battle with the Blood sect, that was what I was told, no detailed explanation. A few days ago we were invited to the Levites pack for the return party of their Alpha and eldest daughter.We were assigned rooms, I requested this room, thankfully Luna Vivian didn't find my request weird and assigned me this room. It was particularly clean for my stay as the welcome party lasted a week.The old room smelled of dust curled in the sunlight like secrets too long left unsaid. I leaned against the wooden frame of the bench, knees pulled to my chest, the hem of my pale dress trailing the floor. Outside, the world had bloomed into summer, but inside my chest, it still felt like winter.Finally, Nicolas Fiancee was returning after her three months departure to the battle field to aid her father to victory, her merit's were recognized likewise her promotion was praised.We are of the same age, but I'm just a weak prin

Chapter 35Viona PovThe thudding of war drums was still echoing in my head as we rode through the silver gates of the Levites pack house. Blood clung to my armor like an unshakable second skin, dirt streaked my face, and my muscles ached from hours of combat, but I kept my back straight and chin high. We had won - barely. And now, here we were, riding into the heart of our pack as if we hadn't just clawed through hell to get here.The final day of the Grand Union Party.And everyone was there.Rows upon rows of guests lined the courtyard, dressed in velvet and silk, their polished shoes untouched by mud, their faces powdered and pristine. Music played softly, elegant and calm - so infuriatingly out of sync with the storm that still raged inside her.I swung off her horse in one smooth motion, my cloak billowing behind me like the wings of a fallen angel. The moment my feet touched the marble ground, applause erupted, thunderous and hollow.All the Alphas were present. Their eyes glea

Chapter 37Nicolas PovThe ballroom was already glowing when I arrived, earlier than necessary but dressed to perfection I hoped - crisp silver-lined tunic, formal sash across my chest, and my family crest glinting at my collarbone. I adjusted the cuffs of my sleeves absently, pacing the marble floor with practiced calm.Today mattered. The final day of the Grand Union Party. The day Viona returned.And their first dance as an official couple.I caught my reflection in one of the tall mirrors and straightened my posture. No second chances tonight. The Alphas were watching. The council would be watching. And more importantly, my pack was watching, I can't mess this up.Viona entered not long after, Her presence was like a blade - quiet, sharp, and utterly arresting. Her black and silver gown shimmered under the chandelier light, accentuating the strong lines of her frame. She didn't smile. She rarely did it with me. But her eyes sought me across the room and I felt the familiar twist i

Chapter 39Lilah POVI watched the goblet being poured before I saw the hand that tampered with it.Quick. Precise. A slight shimmer of silver dust-nothing more than a breath-fell into the ceremonial wine. Not enough to cloud the liquid. Just enough to kill slowly.The maid didn't notice. She poured, smiled, and stepped back.I did nothing.Not out of fear. Not even out of loyalty. I simply waited.Because the truth always reveals itself when chaos dances.And chaos came swiftly.The nanny-always so dutiful, always a step ahead of her young miss-did what she always did: tasted the wine first. She pressed the goblet to her lips, took a delicate sip, and smiled. For a heartbeat.Then the blood came.Bright. Suddenly. Violent.She collapsed against the polished floor with a loud thud, hands clawing at her throat, blood foaming past her lips. The hall fell silent. A single second of stunned disbelief.Then-screams.Flora's face crumpled before the shock could even reach the back of the ha