《The Rise of a Forsaken Luna》全部章節：第 141 章 - 第 150 章

SERAPHINA~~Ethan and I grew up together, but not once had I seen him so shocked. Not even when I thought I could take him down and counterattack him when I was just six years old. His jaw literally hit the gravel floor of the compound, and for a minute, he froze, his Beta brain calculating how this could have been possible. “H-how do you know this? Even the warriors at the border haven’t reported anything.” He asked me, his breath coming out shallow. I hesitated for a few seconds before I muttered, “Rexton kidnapped my daughter to get me here, and even though I thought about coming alone, Kieran wouldn’t let me.” At the mention of Kieran, Ethan’s face lit up for some reason that I later realized was respect. After all, they were both Betas, and Kieran had a long list of achievements. “You can’t tell Rexton this, but Kieran is close to the borders. He sighted the rebels and passed the information.” I chose to trust Ethan in that moment and also added, “He would have to sneak

DAHLIA~~Everything I said was true. The story was accurate, and I told it just as it happened. The only fact I omitted was that it didn’t happen to me. Or maybe it did. After all, I was one of the pretty girls whom the foolish human girl met and took back home. I might not be the main character in that story, but I was a prominent figure. After all, I benefited from it more than anyone else. Yet, I gave up all the benefits because after I met Rexton, I fell in love with him. I genuinely changed for him, turning my back on my people… the same people who had suffered great injustices at the hands of Lycans and werewolves. “I betrayed them for you, Rexton,” I whispered with angry tears rolling down my cheeks as I watched Rexton leave me in such a mess. But after everything, he still stabbed me in the back for that Lycan bitch. He still chose to humiliate me in her presence… But not anymore. I would no longer let this go on. My fingers clutched the tattered fabric of the dress

SERAPHINA~~Being alone with Nicola for the first time after his betrayal was pure torture. He was the one who revealed my daughter's identity to the lunatic who went ahead to kidnap her, bringing me back to a pack that couldn’t even protect her.Damn!Walking with him was hard, but working with him proved to be harder because the second we got to his lab, I felt my walls rising to keep me away from him. Yes, I was still mad at him. In fact, I was angrier now that I knew that the mutated rebels were about to attack Crimson Moon Pack. What if something goes wrong and the power-boosting potion doesn’t work this time? What if the rebels and the witches behind them have re-strategized and could easily win? What would happen to my daughter… my Moon. "Princess Seraphina," Nicola's voice broke the suffocating quiet of the lab, sounding hesitant and small. He didn't dare look me in the eye as he began setting out clean glass jars. "I know words won't fix what I did. But we need your

SERAPHINA~~I didn’t see it until it happened. Just like I didn’t see the truth until Dahlia was standing before me with a different aura and a confident smile. But unlike then, I couldn’t mask my shock or overcome the terror that slammed into me… and sadly, Dahlia could see it. It started when Nicola left the lab, and right before my eyes, Dahlia’s frame split. It was crazy, but she literally became two of herself in a twinkling of an eye, leaving me utterly stunned. Both versions of her wore that exact same, sickeningly pleased smirk. The dark, suffocating witch aura remained the same though, wrapping around my neck like a tightening noose.“There are two of you, Seraphina.” Both versions of Dahlia purred in perfect, dread-infusing unison. “So it’s only fair if there are two of me too, right?” I couldn’t even find my voice to answer. My mind was racing, trying to calculate the sheer volume of magic it took to pull off a replication spell this flawless.How could she even per

KIERAN~~Every second I spent away from Ina felt like hell, especially after I found the rebels' camp. I could feel my heart racing even as I raced hundreds of miles back to give Jesse and the Lycan warriors the needed heads-up, not because I was out of breath but because I couldn’t shake off the worry latching onto me like a parasite. “Thank you, Beta Kieran. We will make use of the potion we have left from the last batch created back home.” Jesse had said to me. He gave me one of the vials, and I kept it safely as I began to run back to my Ina, my legs aching from exhaustion and lungs burning. But none of that could be compared to the explosive ache that attacked my chest just when I thought I was getting close enough to feel, perceive, and see my Ina again. I stumbled mid-stride, my boots digging deep trenches into the dirt as I nearly went flying into the bushes. My hands flew to my chest, my fingers curling like claws over my shirt as if I could physically rip out the ag