All Chapters of Kill The Luna : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

A wave of absolute shock rippled across the grand ballroom, and instantaneous murmurs broke out through the crowded hall as noblemen and high-ranking women began whispering frantically among themselves. Nervous, suspicious eyes darted in every direction, people glancing sideways at whoever was standing next to them as panic began to settle into the air. High up on her platform, Deborah let out a sharp, chilling chuckle that instantly silenced the rising chatter. She stepped down from her towering golden throne, her heavy peacock dress trailing behind her as her heels clicked against the polished marble floor. She began walking down the stairs with slow, deliberate steps, her sharp eyes scanning the frozen crowd like a predator stalking prey. "Oh, please, do not worry yourselves, my dear guests," Deborah announced, her loud voice echoing off the high stone walls as she continued her slow stroll through the sea of nobles. "The dangerous intruder in this room already knows exactly who

The wig and makeup disguise worked amazingly well on Ella—so well that I almost didn't recognize my own best friend at first glance. She kept her head bent low, staring fixedly down at the silver tray in her hands without uttering a single word or making eye contact with anyone. A sudden, terrifying realization hit me like a slap to the face, sending my heart plummeting straight into my stomach. If Deborah drank that poisoned wine right here in front of everyone, the effects would start manifesting immediately. She would collapse to the floor, foaming or unconscious, and the guards would instantly lock down the entire room and arrest the maid who served her. Ella would be caught red-handed! My mind raced frantically, trying to figure out how to pull us out of this trap. I cursed myself for ever stepping foot into this cursed ballroom tonight. Deborah was dead serious about destroying me, and there was zero chance she was going to let me walk out of here alive. Deborah settled comfo

Elijah wrapped his broad arm firmly around my trembling shoulders, pulling my shivering body close against his side as I shook with deep, uncontrollable terror. "Let us go, Fedora," he urged softly, his low voice carrying a soothing tone despite the madness unfolding around us. I stood completely frozen in place, my feet feeling like they were glued to the cold marble floor as absolute shock kept my mind spinning in circles. Seeing my paralyzed state, Elijah tightened his grip on my waist, his expression softening with urgent concern as he repeated his command. "Come, let us leave this place right now." Deborah sprang up from her golden throne, her face twisting into an ugly, furious scowl as her body trembled with pure rage. "Nonsense! That is absolute nonsense, Elijah!" she shrieked at the top of her lungs, her voice echoing violently off the high ceiling. She pointed a shaking, manicured finger directly at his face, her cruel eyes flashing with desperation. "Do not you dare take t

My entire body went rigid, cold terror paralyzing me on the spot as his face drew closer. Was he actually about to kiss me right here on the open road? Oh god, no! How on earth had I managed to get myself tangled up in such a dangerous mess between two powerful brothers? What terrified me the most wasn't just the kiss itself—it was the brutal, unhinged ruthlessness he had displayed back in the ballroom. If I dared to push him away or tell him flat out that I didn't like him, my severed head would probably be rolling across the dirt floor right beside that guard's! Instead of pressing his lips against mine, Elijah tilted his head slightly and planted a soft, gentle kiss directly on my cheek. I let out a long, shaky breath, my racing heart easing just a tiny bit as relief washed over me. At least he didn't try to force a kiss on my lips. Elijah pulled back just an inch, his dark eyes searching my pale face with an intense, fierce possessiveness. "Listen to me very carefully, my angel,

I rushed across the room toward Ella, wrapping my arms tightly around her small, shaking frame as her body trembled with deep, uncontrollable sobs. I pulled her close, my heart pounding with worry as I searched her tear-stained face. "Why are you crying so hard, Ella?" I asked, my voice laced with desperate concern. "What on earth happened after I left? I really hope you didn't get caught by Deborah or those guards!" Ella squeezed her eyes shut, fresh tears spilling over her wet cheeks as she shook her head frantically. "No... no, I didn't get caught," she whimpered, her voice cracking with pure emotion. "But I was so terrified for you, Luna Fedora! I was completely paralyzed with fear that Elijah was going to snap and kill you right there in that ballroom!" She wailed loudly, burying her face directly into the fabric of my dress, her shoulders heaving as she cried even harder. I let out a soft, exasperated sigh, gently stroking her back to soothe her. "You always do this, Ella," I