Semua Bab Rise Of The Broken Luna: Bab 81 - Bab 90

~Derek~The tension in the room sharpened at the guard's words. All attention shifted to him, the urgency in his posture mirrored in the gazes of the rest. I didn’t move from where I stood, but my focus narrowed on him.“Speak,” I said.The guard straightened. “Your Highness, a missing person report was filed early this morning. The individual was last seen at Colvin’s nightclub.”“Details,” I demanded.“Yes, Your Highness. Richard Featherington. He had been drinking with friends in the Corwin's club in the western parts of Silverfall pack. They are saying he left alone around 1 am, appearing intoxicated. He never made it home.”I narrowed my eyes. So a male? That didn’t fit the pattern. But I couldn't just write it out like that without knowing the rest of the details. There were always chances that what we deducted as the pattern was not what the ritual demanded. I needed more details.“Age?” I asked.“Forty five, Your Highness.”That alone shifted the direction of my thoughts. Way

~Clara~I lifted a hand slowly, brushing my fingers along my cheek, feeling smooth skin beneath my touch. Unmarked and untouched. Perfect. A mirror of what I had once been. The pain still lingered beneath it, of course. It resided deep inside, a reminder of what had gone wrong. Sharpening my hatred for Celina. She had made me suffer, costing me my beauty, power and even sanity. But at least I had regained my beauty even if it had cost me too much. Appearances were enough for now. I will regain everything else and make her pay for everything.I clenched my fists, hatred pulsing inside my mind. But then I smirked. Vengeance was on its way already. Slowly, I looked up, taking in the sight before me with a grin. The chamber was vast, hidden deep inside the forest, far from wandering eyes and foolish intrusions. The ground was etched with markings that pulsed faintly under the dim glow of torchlight. Off to one side, separated by iron bars layered with protective sigils, the captives lay h

~Celina~ After the vision or dream whatever it was, sleep never really came again. I had closed my eyes, turned to one side, then the other, willing my body to rest, but my mind simply refused. Every time I drifted close to sleep, the images returned. As though they hadn’t ended when I woke, only paused. The markings, the chained girls and Clara flashed in my mind again and again. By the time the first light of dawn slipped through the curtains, I had already given up trying. There was no point pretending it was just a dream. Not anymore.I was out of my room before the rest of the pack had fully stirred, my steps quick and purposeful. I simply had to find Derek. There was only one place he would be at this hour. oOne place where he would always be at this hour no matter what chaos surrounded us. The training grounds.The moment I reached the edge of the arena, I slowed. Not because I meant to but because I saw him. I stood rooted to my spot, my faze taking in the fluid grace with

~Celina~Even though I had promised Derek that I was going to sleep once I left, I simply couldn't do it. I was too wound up to sleep let alone close my eyes. I knew Derek was going to investigate based on the lead I gave. So how could I just forget it and sleep as if nothing had happened. Simply not possible.The hours went by, and the rest of the pack functioned normally like usual. Still, I felt a nervous energy covering the entire pack. Or maybe it was just in my head?I stood by the window, my fingers resting lightly against the frame as I looked out over the grounds. Guards moved along their usual routes, but I could feel the shift in their energy. They seemed more alert than usual. Derek’s orders had already taken effect, and everything was going smoothly exactly as it should. It meant everything was under control. So why didn’t it feel that way?A faint weight pressed against my chest. It wasn’t painful per se. It felt more like a warning. Like a whisper I couldn’t hear clearl

~Logan~One moment I was inside the prison cell, pacing back and forth, plotting my escape and planning what I would do to Derek after that. I had no idea what happened but suddenly everything blanked out. The first thing I noticed when I regained my consciousness was the weight pressing down on my chest. Not physically, but I could feel how my strength had been muted, as if held back by something I couldn’t fight off no matter what. Then came the discomfort and I realized I was restrained.My eyes opened slowly, adjusting to the dim flicker of the firelight. The walls were uneven, carved out of stone and the air around me felt wrong. The heavy metallic scent of blood lingered in the stagnant air. My jaw tightened as I shifted, testing the hold around my wrists. Not chains or rope but something else. Something that tightened when I pushed against it without cutting into my skin. But it pressed inward in a way that didn’t just restrict movement but suppressed.My wolf stirred instincti