Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Rogue Luna's Revenge : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Brynn Hollis' POVVesper should have been dead.Dax's blade had pierced her chest—I'd seen it, watched the steel sink into her heart. But she didn't fall. Didn't scream. Didn't even bleed.She laughed."Did you think it would be that easy?" She pulled the blade out herself, tossed it aside. The wound closed before my eyes, skin knitting together, leaving no scar. "I've consumed the blood of seven fated mates. Their power flows through me. I cannot be killed by steel."Dax staggered back. His face was pale, his chest heaving."Then I'll find another way.""There is no other way."She attacked.---The second fight was worse than the first.Vesper was faster now, stronger, her red eyes blazing. Dax fought with everything he had—claws, teeth, the rage of an Alpha protecting his family. But she was beyond him.She threw him against the fortress wall. He crashed into the stone, fell to his knees."Your mate," Vesper taunted, glancing at me. "She cost me a brother. Did she tell you? She unl

Brynn Hollis' POVHome felt different.Not the pack house—that was the same. Stone walls, warm lights, the smell of woodsmoke and cooking. But I was different. The battle had changed me. Vesper's death had changed me. The memory of Talon, finally unearthed, had changed me.I stood in the nursery, Luna Rose in my arms, Micah tugging at my sleeve."Mama, you were gone so long.""I know, baby. I'm sorry.""Did you fight the bad wolf?"I knelt beside him, balancing Luna Rose on my hip."I fought her. And your daddy fought her. And we won."Micah's eyes went wide. "Did you use a sword?""I used my heart."He didn't understand. But he would. Someday.---Dax was in the infirmary, refusing to stay there.He limped through the hallways, bandages wrapped around his chest, his arm, his leg. Rian walked beside him, arguing."You need rest," Rian said."I need to see my pack.""Your pack needs you alive."Dax ignored him. He found me in the nursery, pulled me into his arms—gently, careful of Luna

Brynn Hollis' POVThree months after Vesper's death, we left Silver Creek.Not the whole pack—a strike team. Dax insisted on leading it. I insisted on coming. Farrah, Rian, and a dozen of our best warriors rounded out the group.Micah stayed behind with Vera. Luna Rose came with me—she was still nursing, and I couldn't bear to leave her."You're bringing a baby into enemy territory," Dax said."I'm bringing our daughter. She's safer with me than anywhere else."He didn't argue. He knew better.---The journey north took two weeks.Through forests, across rivers, over mountains. The terrain grew harsher the farther we traveled. The trees became twisted, the sky perpetually gray.Farrah led the way, following the map she'd drawn from her scouting mission."Blackspire is in the next valley," she said on the fourteenth night. "We'll reach it by tomorrow.""What's the plan?" Rian asked.We'd been over it a dozen times, but repetition steadied nerves."We find a way in. Locate Brynn's mothe

Brynn Hollis' POVMy mother didn't speak for three days.She slept, ate when we pushed food into her hands, stared at the cave walls. Her eyes were hollow, her body frail. The Shepherd had kept her in that dungeon for decades.On the fourth day, she finally spoke."You look like your father."I was sitting beside her, Luna Rose nursing at my breast. Dax was outside, keeping watch. Farrah and Rian were foraging."What was his name?""Aldric. He was Alpha of the Moonshadow pack." She touched my hair. "You have his stubbornness.""He died in the fire.""Your father died protecting you. The Shepherd came for our pack because of the prophecy. She wanted to raise you herself. Twist you into a weapon.""But you stopped her?""I hid you. With the help of a rogue network. They took you to an orphanage, erased your scent, changed your name." Tears slid down her cheeks. "I thought you'd be safe.""I wasn't safe. I was alone.""I know. I'm sorry."I took her hand."Tell me about the Shepherd. Who

Brynn Hollis' POVThe Shepherd's visit changed everything.Not because of what she said—her words were lies wrapped in truth, poison coated in honey. But because of what she revealed. The mark on my back. The brand I'd never known existed.That night, after she left, I stood in front of the mirror in our suite. Dax stood behind me, his hands on my shoulders."I can't see it," I said."It's there. Faint. Like a shadow."I twisted, trying to catch a glimpse. Nothing. Just skin. But I could feel it now—a warmth, a weight, a presence I'd always ignored."What does it mean?" I asked."It means she's been inside your head since you were a child."---Vera examined me the next morning.My mother sat in the corner, silent, watching. Luna Rose played on a blanket on the floor. Micah was with the other children, learning to shift."The mark is old," Vera said. "Decades. It's embedded in your magic, your wolf, your bond with Dax.""Can you remove it?""I can try. But it might kill you.""Then we