Semua Bab The Omega's Moon Destiny: Bab 61 - Bab 66

Raven's POV Sleep eluded me on the night that Ramsey made that proposal to me. I just couldn't believe my ears, that a man would be so bold as to approach his brother's wife with such a topic. But then, knowing the precedence that he has set with Jaxon's first mate, it all made sense to me. At the crack of dawn, I was already up and dressed, heading towards the training field. If Ramsey and his mother and the Council of Elders were not going to give me what I wanted, then I would go to the warriors of Night Howler's Pack and demand it. The training field looked like a funeral when I walked in. Because it was still early morning, the grounds were half-empty. The weapons were clattering half-heartedly, warriors moving like they’d rather be anywhere else. Ramsey’s stink was all over it. I spotted a kid I used to train: Leo, who was still too skinny for his sword. He nearly dropped it when I called out. “Where is Jude?” He wouldn’t meet my eyes. “He is at border duty. Alpha Ramsey r

Raven's POV When the bell rang for the shift of guards, we were all in position. I lifted two fingers. The decoy unit peeled off immediately, moving north without a word. One of them gave me a look as he passed by. “Fifteen minutes,” he murmured. "We'll be done in fifteen minutes." “Make it count." I replied, and then they were gone. I turned the other way and started to move towards the tunnel, as the tunnel team fell in behind me. Twelve of us. We slipped through the east-side entrance one by one. The stone door that led into the tunnel was already cracked open from earlier, hidden behind a stack of unused crates. The moment I stepped inside, the air became cooler and damp, and I shivered instinctively. Someone behind me pulled the door closed again, slowly, until the light narrowed to a thin blade and then disappeared. “No talking, okay? We need to be as silent as possible” I said quietly, more out of habit than need. Everyone nodded anyway. We moved in pairs just like we

Yara's POV The silk of Yulia's gown whispered against my skin as I walked through the corridors toward the kitchen. It was a deep emerald green; it used to make me stop and stare when I saw her wearing it. Now it was mine. Her entire wardrobe was mine, actually. Every dress and every delicate piece of jewelry she'd hoarded like a dragon guarding treasure. I ran my fingers along the fabric as I walked, feeling the smooth texture beneath my fingertips. It felt expensive. It felt powerful. It felt like everything I'd ever wanted. The kitchen was bustling when I stepped through the doorway. Steam rose from pots on the stove, and the smell of roasting meat filled the air. Slaves moved back and forth carrying trays and chopping vegetables, their heads down and their hands busy. But the moment I walked in, everything stopped. One by one, heads turned in my direction. Knives paused mid-chop and the entire room went silent as every single person stared at me. I enjoyed their shocked sta