All Chapters of Kill The Luna : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Ella’s face tightened instantly into a highly serious expression, her eyes narrowing as she looked at me with total concentration. She stepped closer to my side, her jaw setting firmly. "A plan to do what exactly, Fedora?" she questioned , her voice dropping into a tense, worried whisper. I looked back at her with a dark, determined grin, my eyes flashing with a sudden wave of confidence. "A plan to completely take that old bitch down," I revealed , my fists clenching tight at my sides. Ella let out a soft, surprised breath, her worried features shifting into a highly curious look as she gave a firm nod of her head. "Well, in that case, I am completely all ears. Tell me everything you are thinking." I leaned forward, my mind racing as I shared the very first idea that popped into my head. "How about the two of us simply pack our bags, sneak out of the pack territory entirely, and go find somewhere else safe to stay?" I suggested , my eyes darting toward the distant forest lines. "W

I then stood up completely straight, dropping the wooden broom onto the floor as I faced them with my arms crossed tightly over my chest. My eyebrows drew together into a fierce scowl. "Summoned by who exactly?" I demanded , my voice sharp and cold. "Because if that order is coming directly from that horrible old woman, I am sure as hell not going to see her again today." The lead guard didn't move an inch, his expression remaining perfectly blank and professional as he adjusted his heavy armor. "No, my lady, the summon is not a private meeting," he explained , his deep voice echoing off the broken walls. "It is actually for the grand welcome party that has always been hosted anytime the lovely lady Deborah visits this territory. Every single time she comes from the east, there has to be a massive celebration that very night. It is strictly compulsory for every single member of importance in the pack to attend the event in her honor, and your presence is required." I let out a harsh

I then turned right back around, walking with heavy, purposeful steps toward where Ella was standing by the door. This time, all my fear and hesitation were completely gone, replaced by a cold, hard determination that settled deep inside my chest. "Where exactly is the hidden shop?" I demanded , my eyes locking onto hers as my jaw clenched. "We need to go there right now before the sun sets completely." Ella’s face instantly lit up, a brilliant, proud smile spreading across her lips as she clapped her hands together. "Now you are finally talking like a true Luna, Fedora!" she cheered softly, her voice buzzing with excitement. But a split second later, her features tightened into a highly serious, cautious look, and she raised a finger to stop me. "But we are absolutely going to need a good disguise first. We need something simple that would make our faces not to stand out in the public eye so we can easily blend into the crowd without a single guard noticing us." I crossed my arms o

Ella’s features instantly softened into a highly pleading, gentle expression, and she raised her hands in the air to calm him down. "Please just calm down for a second, Stewart," she urged , her voice dropping into a soft, comforting frequency. "We completely have not gotten to that aggressive level of anger yet, have we? You truly don't have to be this incredibly harsh to me after all these years apart." Stewart let out a heavy, frustrated sigh, his jaw clenching tightly as he refused to look her in the eyes. He turned his back fully on the two of us, walking back over to his large clay pot resting over the coals. He grabbed his heavy wooden spoon and kept turning the bubbling green liquid slowly, his posture remaining completely rigid and cold. "I absolutely don't have a single thing left to say to you, Ella," he muttered flatly, his dark eyes fixed entirely on the thick steam rising from his potion. Instead of walking away, Ella stepped closer to the counter, her eyes filling wit

I then took a deep, steadying breath, my fingers tightening around the edge of the wooden counter as I looked directly into his eyes. All the facts were finally laid out out on the table, and the sheer weight of what we were about to do hit my stomach like a piece of lead. "So, what you are essentially saying in conclusion to all of this is that the dangerous plant might not even be there anymore," I summarized , my voice dropping into a tight, strained frequency that echoed off the dusty walls. "But we still completely have to go check that hidden spot just to be absolutely sure. And while we are doing that, there is a massive chance that we might get brutally caught by the royal warriors, so we are basically risking our entire lives for a flower." Stewart gave a single, slow nod of his head, his handsome features tightening into a highly serious, unyielding expression. He folded his arms tightly across his chest, refusing to sugarcoat the dark reality of our situation. "Yes, Fedora