《Luna Redemption》全部章節：第 111 章 - 第 120 章

AUTHOR'S POVRed warning lights spun violently across the sterile white tiles of the Intensive Care Unit.He needed to keep her alive, but the shrill, unbroken scream of the heart monitor signaled total catastrophic failure. July humidity pressed against the frosted glass of the hospital windows, utterly banished by the freezing air conditioning blasting from the ceiling vents. The smell of raw bleach completely vanished beneath the heavy, metallic stench of fresh blood."Push one milligram of epinephrine!" Dr. Evans barked.Slipping on the slick floor, Nurse Clara grabbed the crash cart. "Epi is in!""We lost the clot." Dr. Aris shoved his bloody, gloved hands directly into the open surgical wound. "The hepatic artery ruptured again. The pressure from the initial transfusion blew the sutures right off.""Pressure is tanking," Clara reported.Ripping a massive roll of white gauze from the tray, Evans packed it tightly into the cavity. Blood soaked through the thick cotton in three sec

SEANThere she was again, picking at her plate but not eating anything.She needed to eat.Tracy sat cross-legged in the center of my mattress. Wearing one of my oversized black t-shirts, she looked entirely swallowed by the fabric. Her skin lacked all color."I cannot eat this." Pushing the silver tray away, she crossed her arms tightly over her chest. "My stomach is completely tied in knots. I will throw it right back up.""You need the calories." Sliding the tray back across the duvet, I stopped it right against her knees. "You nearly died of shock two hours ago. Your blood sugar is on the floor. Eat the broth.""Stop ordering me around." She glared at the steaming bowl. "Sarah is lying in a medically induced coma downstairs because someone tried to put a knife through my ribs. Forgive me if my appetite didn't survive the blood loss.""Starving yourself does not help Sarah heal." Leaning over the bed, I rested my knuckles on the mattress. "It makes you weak. It makes you a liabili

SEANIron bars groaned under the brutal pressure of my bare hands.Finding the rat inside my own house remained my absolute, singular goal tonight. Stifling July humidity crawled through the damp stone corridors of the packhouse dungeons, mixing with the foul smell of stagnant water and unwashed despair. Martha and Elise huddled together against the wet back wall, shivering violently beneath the dim, flickering torchlight."Look at me." My voice dropped into a dark, grinding millstone. "You told my guards you didn't touch the tray. Start talking again, and leave nothing out."Martha gripped Elise’s shaking shoulder, pulling the younger maid closer. Tears tracked through the grime on Martha’s wrinkled face."We didn't poison it, Alpha!" Martha choked out, her voice rising to a frantic, cracking shriek. "I swear on the moon! I made the broth, I put it on the counter, and I turned around to check the roast!""And then what?" Marcus stepped out of the shadows, resting his heavy hand on th

AUTHOR’S POV"You're quiet." Julian shifted gears. His long fingers wrapped effortlessly around the leather knob."Just thinking." Sarah traced the condensation on the edge of her window. "Today started as a complete disaster. I spilled a stack of classified server schematics all over a dirty floor, nearly lost my job, and stood in the rain.""And now?""Now, I'm full of wagyu steak and expensive red wine." She turned her head, offering him a genuine, soft smile. "This was exactly what I needed. Thank you, Julian.""You deserved it." Julian kept his eyes fixed on the wet road ahead. "People like you carry the entire infrastructure on your shoulders. Everyone else just complains when the Wi-Fi drops. Nobody sees the long hours you put in down in that basement."Her chest swelled slightly. The validation felt like a warm blanket. "Exactly. My boss completely completely lost it this afternoon because the AI diagnostic stalled again. He acts like I write the code. I just keep the hardware

TRACYCarpet fibers burned the soles of my bare feet.I'd been trying so hard to wrap my head around what'd happened in the last three hours. Pacing the length of the master suite living room, my arms stayed tightly wrapped around my ribs. The roaring fireplace did absolutely nothing to chase away the freezing terror sitting heavily in my stomach. Sarah was in a coma downstairs. A lethal dose of poison sat somewhere in the forensic lab.A sharp knock echoed from the heavy suite doors."Come in," I called out, my voice cracking slightly.Marcus stepped into the room. He looked exhausted, his tactical gear damp from the storm raging outside. Behind him, two women shuffled nervously into the warm light.Martha and Elise.Both cooks wore wrinkled, dirty uniforms. Their eyes were swollen and red from hours of crying in the underground cells. They looked like terrified prisoners walking to the gallows."You asked to see them, Luna." Marcus stepped aside, keeping his hand resting near his si