All Chapters of THE REBORN LUNA'S REVENGE: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Queen Mother Rhea stood on the raised dais with a cold and triumphant smile on her face.The thick stack of parchment letters in her hand caught the pale morning light streaming through the tall windows.The massive throne room remained dead silent except for the harsh clinking of the iron chains binding my father's wrists."The royal guards intercepted these documents near the eastern gates just before the fire started," Rhea announced to the gathered crowd.She pitched her voice to carry across the crowded gallery so every single noble could hear her accusations.She looked down at Galen Asteri with a look of pure disgust and shook the letters at him."They prove Lord Asteri paid outside mercenaries to burn the guest wing."A few lords gasped near the front row and whispered furiously to their neighbors."He wanted to cover up his massive embezzlement from the crown treasury and used the fire as a distraction," the Queen Mother finished her damning claim.A suffocating wave of dizzi

My voice rang clear and loud across the dead silence of the throne room.Every single eye in the crowded gallery snapped away from my father and turned toward the back row.High Priest Kaspar stood frozen near a group of wealthy spice merchants.He did not even try to offer a clever excuse or a holy prayer to deflect my sudden accusation.The untouchable arrogance that carried him through the morning vanished the second he realized I knew about his dark pact.He took one look at my unyielding stare and the deadly realization finally dawning on the King's face.Kaspar turned on his heel and shoved a terrified nobleman out of his way to reach the heavy oak doors."What is the meaning of this?" Queen Mother Rhea demanded from the dais, her voice cracking as she finally broke out of her shocked stupor. "Guards, secure the High Priest!"Ajax did not wait for his soldiers to follow the order or ask for my permission to act.He moved with a terrifying burst of pure Alpha speed that my human

I clamped my hand over my mouth so hard my teeth cut into my own bottom lip.The words hung suspended in the freezing air of the alcove, and I could not snatch them back into the safety of my own head.Ajax froze in place, and the soft, protective expression on his handsome face hardened into something sharp and unyielding.He took a slow, deliberate step closer to me, and the heavy metal plates of his dark armor scraped loudly against the stone floor."Just like I let who?" he demanded, his voice dropping into a low, threatening rumble that vibrated against my bruised ribs.I shook my head frantically and pressed my spine harder against the cold wall behind me.He stepped directly into my personal space and trapped me between the stone archway and his massive frame."Callista, who are you talking about?" he pressed again, and his glowing golden eyes searched my terrified face for an answer I could never give him.I could not tell the King of the seven kingdoms that I died on his wood

The pitch-black carriage rolled right past the iron portcullis without a single guard drawing a sword to stop it.I gripped the wet stone of the balcony balustrade so hard my knuckles turned white against the morning light.Ajax ordered a strict lockdown to trap the remaining traitors inside the capital walls.He roared his commands at his generals in front of the entire court just ten minutes ago.Yet the soldiers at the eastern checkpoint simply stepped aside and let the unmarked vehicle disappear into the mist.The rot inside the royal guard ran much deeper than a few bribed men near the guest wing.Kaspar was dead, but the true mastermind pulling his strings was currently escaping right under the King's nose.If that carriage vanished into the untamed provinces, we would never find out who orchestrated the fire.They would regroup in the shadows and strike at my family again when we least expected it.I could not just stand here and hope the royal soldiers suddenly remembered thei

The agonizing scream faded into a wet, sickening gurgle that sent a violent shiver straight down my spine.Bastian pushed my stolen dagger away from his throat and shoved my weight off his armored chest with a rough heave.I scrambled backward through the wet mud and forced my trembling legs to stand.We both stood in the pouring rain and stared at the empty dark cabin of the decoy carriage.The wind caught the wooden door again and slammed it shut with a loud crack that sounded like a starting pistol.Shadows began to detach themselves from the moss-covered stone walls of the ruined fortress.They spilled out from the collapsed archways and climbed over the crumbling battlements in absolute silence.Dozens of figures draped in the dark, hooded cloaks of the Crimson Eclipse stepped into the flooded clearing.They did not bother to hide their faces behind masks or whisper any religious chants to the Moon Goddess.They drew their rusted iron swords and heavy battleaxes as they fanned ou