Alle Kapitel von Shadows Of The Rejected Luna: Kapitel 41 – Kapitel 50

~ELARA’S POV~The air inside the Labyrinth of Mirrors was ice cold. It didn’t smell like the arena anymore. The scent had changed. Now it smelled like wet dirt and old graves that had been forgotten for years.I stood in the middle of the maze. My hand shook as I slowly reached toward the silver crown resting on the pedestal. This was the moment. One touch. That was all it would take. Then I would become the Luna of the Dual Throne. The woman who saved her people.But my hand stopped.I couldn’t move at all.Because in the mirror behind the crown, I wasn’t seeing my own face. I was staring at a woman with long dark hair and eyes that looked just like mine.“Mother?” I whispered. My voice came out soft and weak, like a little girl lost somewhere deep in the woods.She wasn’t dead.Inside the glass, she was alive. She sat on a cold stone floor, her wrists chained to the wall behind her. She looked so thin. Her cheeks were hollow and pale. Slowly, she lifted her hand and reached towar

~KAIROS’ POV~“Move!” Kael’s voice cracked, raw and desperate. He kept hitting Elara’s chest, over and over, his hands trembling and his face drenched in tears.“Elara, please breathe. Don’t do this. Don’t leave me here.”I pushed him aside, harder than I meant to actually. But I didn’t care if he hated me for it. Nothing else mattered right now.I pulled Elara into my lap, holding her like if I let go, she’d disappear. My burnt hands stung as I lifted her face, but I barely registered the pain.She was cold… so cold it scared me.Not the kind of cold from the night air, this was different. Like the mirror had drained the last trace of warmth out of her body.I swallowed, my chest tightening as I stared down at her.“Why……why do you even care so much about a girl everyone calls useless?”I looked up. Genevieve stood at the edge of the arena, her blue silk gown catching the sunlight. She looked beautiful, but her eyes… they were full of something ugly and cold."She’s an Omega, for fu

~KAIROS’ POV~The palace felt dead.Not quiet. Not peaceful. Just… empty. Like something inside it had already died.I walked through the long stone halls, my boots hitting the floor in slow, heavy steps. The sound echoed too loudly, like the walls were listening. Every servant I passed lowered their head so fast it almost looked painful. None of them dared to look at me.They were scared.They had seen me in the arena. They had heard me roar. They had watched me stand against the High Priest like I had nothing to lose.But I didn’t want fear.I wanted answers.I stopped a young Omega maid carrying a basket of laundry. The moment I stepped in front of her, she froze. The basket shook so badly I thought it would fall from her hands.“The night before the trial,” I said, keeping my voice low. Steady. Controlled. “Did you see anyone near the High Temple? Any visitors? Healers?”“N-no, Alpha,” she stuttered, her fingers tightening around the cloth. “The Temple was forbidden. No one would

~GENEVIEVE’S POV~I had been pacing for so long my feet were starting to ache, but nooo… I couldn’t stop.Back and forth. Back and forth.The rugs beneath me were too soft, too expensive, like they were mocking me too. Like everything else in this room was.My chest felt very tight. My heart was beating too fast, like it was trying to force its way out of me.Malphas had failed.Elara was still alive.And Kairos…Kairos was out there, digging for the truth.“Think, Genevieve,” I muttered under my breath, dragging my fingers through my scattered hair. “If he finds the Priest… he finds you.”I couldn’t breathe in here.I slipped out into the hallway, my steps were quiet against the cold stone. I didn’t know what I was looking for, maybe air, a distraction or a miracle—And then I saw her.A laundry maid.A skinny, nervous girl with wandering eyes. The kind of girl people never really notice.She was sneaking out of the Alpha’s Mother’s private gallery with something tucked under her apr

~ELARA’S POV~ The stone walls of the cell where Kael was were damp. Jace had told me what happened at the Council. He hadn't told me the details, but he told me enough. Kael had been framed and my mother’s name had been dragged through the mud again. And Kairos... Kairos had admitted his secret to the Elders. The secret he had whispered to me in the dark was now a weapon the whole pack could use against him. "I can only give you ten minutes," the guard at the cellar door whispered. He was one of Jace’s men, his eyes darting around the hallway. "If the Queen Mother finds out I let you in here..." "She won't," I said, my voice cold. I didn't feel like the same anymore. I felt like something sharper and dangerous. When the heavy iron door opened up. The cell wasn't the pit but it was still a cage. Kael was sitting on a low wooden cot, his head placed in his hands. The silver chains were gone and now replaced by heavy iron ones, but his skin was still red and blistered where the