All Chapters of The Secret Moonbird, Hellblades Series Part 2 of 3: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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21 - A Daughters Defence

Manolya’s POVThe courtroom was colder than I expected.Not physically cold.But that kind of cold that settles into your bones when you realize everyone is watching you, waiting for you to fail and then devour you whole.I sat straight on the wooden bench, hands folded in my lap like Adil had told me. He was my lawyer assigned by Mr. Mehmet.The benches creaked every time someone shifted their weight, and the low murmur of voices filled the air like a restless tide.I sat very still until my lawyer leaned in close, his breath smelling faintly of mint.The cuffs had been removed, but I could still feel them on my wrists, a phantom pressure that refused to fade.Across the room, cameras waited.I could hear the soft mechanical clicks as lenses adjusted, hungry for my face, my reaction and my downfall.I kept my eyes lowered.“Breathe,” Adil murmured beside me.He felt xpensive, composed and terrifyingly calm. He was everything I was not.He leaned closer, his voice barely audible.“Rem

22 - Gray Zone Aligns

Serdar Kiliç’s POVI sat behind my desk, my office cloaked in shadows. The warm glow of daylight had vanished and only darkness clung the room.Case files lay open in front of me, but I hadn’t touched them in a long while.My eyes skimmed the pages without reading. Grief had a way of dulling everything else.The loss of my daughter had haunted me, and the search for answers had led me here.As my mind drifted, I thought of my daughter growing up, her small hand in mine, the way she would laugh when I picked her up and held her close.Her warmth, her innocent joy, the simple act of holding her, so full of life.I missed that feeling, the precious moments when she was my little girl, safe and loved.I should have comforted my wife more. She had suffered most, bearing most of the weight of our loss, and I had not been there for her in the way I should have. I had to step up and stop drowning myself in work.The sharp click of the door echoed through the room, pulling me out of my thought

23 - The Gates Of Heaven

Manolya’s POVI was finally free.That was what everyone kept saying.As uncle Eren drove me through the streets of Akyaka in silence, the town passed by like a dream I could not wake from. White houses. Palmtrees.Cerise bougainvillea spilling over stone walls.The sea glittering in the distance as if nothing had happened.My hands were folded in my lap, fingers locked so tightly they hurt. I could still feel the courtroom around me. The hardness of that wooden bench they forced me to sit on.The smell of old paper. The weight of thousands of eyes watching me speak.I had told the court what Bengü had done.My voice had cracked when I described the kidnapping. When I told the judge how Bengü had taken Pelin too. How she laughed when I begged her to stop. How she said she would kill them all slowly and make me watch.My lawyer Adil, assigned from Mr. Mehmet had told them about the police chief’s daughter and showed the evidence. About how Bengü had killed her too and staged it as an a

24 - Family Reunion

Manolya’s POVPelin was waiting for me outside the beach house, arms folded tight across her chest as if she could hold herself together by force.I slowed my steps, staring at the double doors. My stomach tightened.Home.I did not feel like I belonged here anymore.I remembered everything now. The betrayal. The twisting web my father had spun around me, thinking he was shielding me from the truth, when all he had really done was make it worse.He had taken my reality and bent it until it snapped.Pelin stepped closer and took my hand.“We need the car keys,” she said gently. “Do you not want to go inside? Do you want me to do it for you?”I squeezed her hand as if it was the only solid thing in the world.“No,” I whispered. “I’m okay.”.My shaky breath betrayed me. Pelin’s gaze flicked over my face, reading me too well, but she did not push me further.I forced my feet forward.It took every ounce of willpower I had to lift my chin and push the doors open.“I’m home,” I called out,

25 - Mr Mehmet’s Coordinates

Manolya’s POVPelin stayed close at my side as we walked out into the sun.The sea glittered in the distance, shamelessly beautiful.The palms swayed like nothing in the world had ever been broken. I tightened my grip on the car keys until they dug into my skin, like pain could keep me awake.Pelin glanced back at the house once, then looked at me. “Are you really okay?”“No,” I said honestly. “But I’m moving aren’t I.”She nodded like she understood my pain.We crossed the driveway in silence. The Mercedes was polished and expensive, like a symbol of the life I had before I learned the truth. I unlocked it and slid into the driver’s seat.Pelin got in beside me and shut the door.I started the engine.Pelin finally broke the silence. “So,” she said, trying to sound casual and failing. “Where are we going now again?”I pulled out my phone and opened the coordinates Mr. Mehmet had sent. The pin sat far inland, up in the mountains.“To Heaven’s Gate,” I said.Pelin’s brows lifted. “The

26 - The Moonbird

Manolya’s POVPelin’s gaze flicked to the bag. “Is Aziz in there?”My throat tightened instantly.“Yes,” I said, and my voice came out too small.I swallowed hard. “After Mr. Mehmet’s shadow preservation… he became a white cat again.”My eyes stung. “He looks so pure. White as snow. Like he never belonged to hell at all.”Pelin’s face softened, even if she was not sentimental about him. She understood what he meant to me.“He’s still soft,” I continued, and my voice cracked. “As if he’d still be by my side. I can’t… I don’t have the heart to open the bag to look. It breaks me.”Pelin reached over and squeezed my hand. “It’s okay,” she said. “We’ll take him to rest. And then we can cry at his tomb together.”I stared at her for a moment, grateful in a way I could not express.“Thank you,” I whispered.We stepped out of the car and grabbed what we needed. Water. A flashlight. Snacks Ayla had pressed into our hands. The hiking gear Mr. Mehmet had packed.I lifted the bag carefully and ti

27 - The Library

Manolya’s POVPelin and I made our way back to Akyaka, driving from the Gates of Heaven.I was behind the wheel, and Pelin sat beside me, fidgeting nervously, clearly battling the urge to speak.I could feel her gaze on me, heavy and worried, but I kept my eyes fixed on the road, unwilling to open the floodgates just yet.“So… you just left Aziz there?” Pelin said finally. “Now what?”I stared blankly at the road ahead, olive trees lining the landscape outside the window in endless rows of silver-green.“I don’t know,” I whispered, my throat tightening. “My heart broke leaving him there. All alone.”Pelin’s voice softened immediately. “Do you want me to drive?”The road was empty and quiet, stretching endlessly ahead of us. I pulled over to the side and stopped the car, my hands trembling as I released the steering wheel.I sucked in a sharp breath and clutched my chest, trying to steady myself.“Yeah,” I managed. “I can’t right now.”Pelin nodded without a word. She climbed out, circ

28 - A Gift For A Sultan

Manolya’s POVPelin and I spent days buried in the library.Not hours.Days.The kind where the light outside the tall arched windows shifted from soft morning gold to harsh noon white, then melted into amber again before either of us noticed.The kind where time stopped meaning anything except how long my tea had gone cold beside me.Books were stacked everywhere.On the floor.On the low tables.On the arm of the cream-colored sofa beneath the window where I had claimed my spot.Ancient volumes with cracked leather spines lay open beside glossy new publications that still smelled faintly of ink and glue.Ottoman scripts.Translated mythologies.Local folklore collections.Academic journals so dense they made my head throb after two pages.Nothing.Every time I turned a page, my chest tightened with the same disappointing dread.Nothing about moonbirds.Nothing about Heaven’s Gate.I stirred my black tea absently, watching the surface ripple, when Pelin let out a frustrated groan fro

29 - In Between Ruins

Manolya’s POVI had developed a habit of taking my father’s car.He never said no anymore.He never asked where I was going.He just watched me take the keys and accepted it in silence, like that was the price of still having me around.Pelin noticed the way my jaw tightened as I unlocked the doors.“He didn’t say anything again, did he?” she asked gently.I shook my head and slid into the passenger seat. “No. He never does. It’s like he’s afraid that if he opens his mouth, I’ll disappear out the door and never come back.”She hesitated. “And how does that make you feel?”I stared out the window. “Angry. Sad. Guilty. All at once.” I swallowed. “I still feel betrayed, Pelin. I know he thinks he’s giving me space…I just don’t know how to feel about it”She nodded slowly. “That makes sense.”After a moment, I forced a small smile and held up the keys. “If we’re going to do this, we might as well do it in style.”Pelin’s face lit up instantly. “I love taking your dad’s Mercedes tho, but s

30 - The Temple of Artemis

Manolya’s POVA piece of me was missing, and I had no idea how to fill that void.Could this journey offer me some resemblance of peace?I hoped so, even if I wasn’t entirely convinced.I still couldn’t process the feelings I had towards my father. It felt as though I was grieving the loss of both parents instead of just one. He was alive, breathing, moving through the house, yet something about him felt… dead to me in a way I couldn’t quite explain.I pushed my toughts aside for now.Slowly, the ruins of Ephesus began to loom closer.After a while, Pelin shifted in her seat. “Okay,” she sighed, flexing her fingers. “My legs are starting to feel like stone. Can we switch?”“Of course,” I said, pulling over.We switched places, and I drove the last stretch until we reached the parking lot.I turned off the engine and sat there for a moment, hands resting on the steering wheel.I took a deep breath and slipped the keys into my pocket while Pelin grabbed the cooler bag and picnic basket

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