Semua Bab My Luna's Revenge (Blinded by Fury): Bab 41 - Bab 50

Chapter 41Light PackMirage POVA week Later After the party a week days ago Midnight.Again.I sat upright in bed, breath rasping like he'd run a mile through smoke. His chest rose and fell in sharp, uneasy waves, damp with sweat beneath the thin sheet tangled at his waist. The clock on the far wall struck twelve, its chime echoing through the old manor like a final toll.The vision had returned.For the fourth time this week.I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, pressing calloused fingers to my temples as if I could rub the images out of my skull. But they clung like ash to his lungs-persistent, suffocating.The woman in blue.She always came at midnight, not in dreams, but visions. Vivid and surreal, playing out behind his eyelids like prophecy.A ballroom. Glimmering chandeliers. Music faint and hollow, like it had been dipped in sorrow. Faces half-seen, blurred at the edges, frozen in cruel smiles.And then her.Walking through the grand doors like she didn't belong. Like

Chapter 43Viona's POVNight before departureAlpha's officeThe moon light penetrated the window of my dad's office, the clearing, silver light washing over the wooden table where I sat, her hand resting at my lap. The air was cool, quiet - the kind of quiet that always came before big changes. My father stood beside me, hands clasped behind his back, his shadow long against the ground. Something he does before a long lecture or warning.He had been silent for a while, watching the forest sway under the wind. When he finally spoke, his voice was steady, but there was an undercurrent to it - not quite worry, but weight."You'll be gone for two years," he began, not looking at me yet. "Two years is long enough for a girl to lose herself if she isn't careful."I straightened. "I won't lose myself, Father."He turned to me then, eyes sharp but warm. "Not if you remember the rules."I braced myself. My father's rules weren't just guidelines - they were law in his eyes."First," he said, h

Chapter 45Viona POVThe landing gear screeched against the tarmac, and the plane shuddered to a slow roll. I pressed my forehead lightly against the window, watching the expanse of the American skyline in the distance. Glass towers rose like spears against a blue sky. I'd been preparing for this moment for months, but now that I was here, I felt a quiet ripple of anticipation.When the seatbelt sign switched off, I rose, collected my carry-on, and followed the flow of passengers out into the bustling airport.The noise here was different from home - layered, chaotic, and loud in a way that didn't feel hostile, just... alive. I inhaled, catching a medley of scents: roasted coffee, sugary pastries, perfumes both pleasant and overpowering.A slim girl with shoulder-length auburn hair stood near the arrivals gate, holding a sign with my name written neatly across it. She wore jeans, sneakers, and a fitted T-shirt that read City Tour Crew. Her smile was warm but practiced."You must be Vi

Chapter 47The sun had begun to dip toward the horizon when Emily pulled the sedan out of the mall's parking lot. The luxury shopping bags were neatly stowed in the trunk, and the faint scent of new leather from my freshly acquired jacket still lingered in the air.I sat in the passenger seat, looking out the window with that same quiet composure I carried all day. Even after the scene in the boutique, I didn't feel rattled - if anything, I have dealt with situations like this when I was the Luna of the Royals. At first I was always the victim despite always having the greater advantage in wealth and status but now I feel even more at ease. Emily looked at me with a gaze filled with admiration or she simply found it unnerving."So," Emily began, trying to shift the atmosphere, "next stop is the high-class supermarket I told you about. You'll be able to stock up on all the essentials - food, toiletries, the works."I gave a small nod. "Lead the way."The drive was short. Within ten min

Chapter 49First day of collegeViona's POV The day has finally arrived as I adjust my sunglasses and step through the arched gates of Edenvale University with effortless grace. The morning breeze danced around me like it knew I was someone to be watched, and the low chatter of excited students flitted through the crisp air. I'd waited for this-normalcy, or something close to it. Two years in the human world, my father said. Two years to learn, to blend, to grow.My boots clicked against the polished tiles of the administrative hall as I made my way toward the orientation board, scanning it quickly. Dorm assignments. Class schedules. Freshman tour groups.The early sun bathed Edenvale University's sprawling campus in a warm golden hue. I stepped out of the admissions office with my student packet tucked under one arm, sunglasses still shielding my keen eyes. The scent of fresh-cut grass and new beginnings hung thick in the air.I scanned the buzz of activity around my-eager freshmen