Semua Bab Rise Of The Broken Luna: Bab 121 - Bab 130

CelinaThe chamber descended into complete madness once Antoinette started mending the barrier when it was close to breaking. Logan and Amanda only looked shocked for a moment before using their power against the barrier again. Cracks started spreading slowly across its surface once more but Antoinette reinforced it again with violent bursts of magic. Seeing Antoinette trying to stop them, Derek joined them too, his fists slamming against the weakened points whenever openings appeared. The barrier trembled again b(ut it still held.Meanwhile, Antoinette started attacking relentlessly. Dark magic lashed through the chamber like living whips, striking toward Amanda and Logan again and again, forcing them to divide their focus between breaking the barrier and defending themselves.“You idiots!” Antoinette shrieked. “Do you even understand what you’ve done?!”“Yeah,” Logan snapped while blocking another attack. “Stopped your creepy cult ritual from succeeding.”“You corrupted the descent!

~Derek~The moment Amanda explained what needed to be done, I made my move. There was no time for hesitation or second thoughts. The dagger sliced across my palm cleanly, pain flaring sharply before warm blood spilled down my hand. And then I ran straight toward the center of the ritual where the heptagram was carved into the ground.The deity saw what I was trying to do instantly and her black eyes widened.“No!” She roared, her voice reverberating with ancient power and the entire chamber exploded with pressure. Dark power surged outward violently, cracking the stone beneath my feet as shadows lashed toward me from every direction. But I still kept moving. I had to reach the center no matter what. Before her power could touch me, I leapt and for one moment, I believed I had made it. Through my peripheral vision, I saw the deity who wore Clara’s face raise her hand. And my body stopped midair. It felt like the world itself had frozen around me. Invisible force wrapped around my chest

~Celina~The royal library had become my sanctuary ever since the night we had escaped from the ritual grounds. Not because I particularly loved books. Well maybe a little but mostly because Logan hated them with a passion. The first time he stepped into the library while following me, he had stiffened almost immediately before muttering something about the smell of books haunting him in nightmares and leaving dramatically. Since then, I fully embraced the opportunity to have some peace without him breathing down on me. I walked slowly between the shelves, trailing my fingers across old leather bindings as I enjoyed the smell of the books that Logan seemed to hate. Sunlight streamed through the windows, painting golden patterns across the wooden floor. Truly calming…My thoughts kept running back to Logan and I sighed softly before leaning against one of the shelves. Honestly, I preferred the older Logan to this clingy version. At least the old version left me alone most of the time.

~Celina~The journey to the Moon Goddess temple lasted hours and by the time we reached, it was already late evening. Through the car window, I looked out at the temple grounds. Tall trees surrounded the grounds, their leaves shimmering softly beneath the evening light. White stone paths wound between the gardens, leading to the temple. Even the air felt fresher, making me feel calmer than I had felt in a long while.Beside me, Fiona pressed her face dramatically against the car window.“Oh wow,” she breathed. “Okay, I take back every complaint I made during the trip.”Derek looked deeply unimpressed from the seat ahead.“Hours of complaint gone in a minute?”“What? I don't even have the right to complain now?”Derek rolled his eyes and Fiona ignored him completely. I smiled at their interaction and stepped out once the car stopped near the main courtyard. The moment my feet touched the ground, a strange feeling settled over me. Like something invisible had noticed our arrival. I unco

~Celina~I stared at the glowing moonstone that illuminated the entire altar chamber in silver light with disbelief. My hand was still pressed against Derek’s. And the sacred moonstone was still reacting to us.Slowly, I turned toward the priestess. She was watching quietly, that same knowing smile lingering on her face as though none of this surprised her in the slightest.“Does this…” I said before clearing my throat. "Does this mean what I think it means?”The priestess tilted her head gently.“Yes. It does.”I stared at her blankly. No, this couldn’t make sense. Because if this was true, then everything I thought I knew about my life was wrong.“How?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “How could this happen?”The priestess just stared at me with that serene smile.“I was Logan’s mate!” The words felt wrong somehow even if it was once the truth.“The bond you shared with Logan was real,” the priestess explained softly. “But it was never the bond intended by fate.”I shook m