บททั้งหมดของ The Outcast Luna's Revenge : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

The cabin was silent except for the crackling fire and the distant sound of rain dripping from the roof.Lyra sat on the wooden floor, staring at the old photograph in her trembling hands.On the left was her father, younger and smiling, his arm slung over the shoulders of Alpha Edward Ashbourne—Kael's father. They looked happy, like brothers who had survived countless battles together.But it wasn't them that made her heart stop.It was the man standing between them.Elder Briggs.For a moment, Lyra forgot how to breathe."No..." she whispered.She looked at the picture again, hoping she was mistaken, but there was no doubt. The sharp eyes, the gray beard, the familiar expression—it was him.The same man who had called her father a traitor.The same man who had demanded that she be sent to Iron Hollow.The same man who had stood at her wedding and declared her guilty before she could even defend herself.Slowly, she lifted her eyes to Rowan."Why is Elder Briggs in this picture?"Row

The tunnel shook so violently that Lyra nearly lost her balance.A deafening crash echoed above them, followed by the sound of splintering wood. Dust filled the air as pieces of rock rained from the ceiling."The cabin!" Lyra gasped.Rowan grabbed her wrist before she could turn back."We have to keep moving!"Behind them, the entrance to the tunnel began to collapse. Stones crashed to the ground, sealing off the path they had just crossed.Lyra tightened her grip on the letter in her hands. Her father's words were right there, only a few lines away, but every instinct inside her screamed to stop and read the rest."Just give me a minute," she pleaded, stumbling as Rowan pulled her forward."There's no time."The lantern in Rowan's hand swung wildly, throwing strange shadows across the walls. Somewhere above them, wolves howled into the night.Lyra's chest tightened.For fifteen years, she had dreamed of hearing her father's voice again. Now, she carried his final words in her hands,

"Lyra!"The sound of Kael's voice echoed through the tunnel, bouncing off the stone walls.For a moment, Lyra forgot where she was.Forgot about the wolves.Forgot about Cassius and Rowan.Forgot about the cold air filling her lungs.All she could hear was him.For ten years, Kael's voice had been her safe place. It had comforted her after nightmares, made her laugh on her darkest days, and promised her that no matter what happened, she would never be alone.Then, in a single night, that same voice had sentenced her to a prison cell.Without realizing it, she took a step forward.Rowan's hand wrapped around her arm, stopping her."Don't."Lyra turned to him, confused. "Kael's here."Rowan's expression hardened."That doesn't mean he's here to save you.""He wouldn't hurt me."The words left her mouth automatically, but even as she said them, doubt crept into her heart.Rowan looked at the bruises still visible on her wrists."Are you sure about that?"Lyra couldn't answer.Because the

The tunnel trembled beneath their feet, but for a few seconds, nobody moved.Lyra stared at the silver emblem in her hand, barely noticing the dust falling around her. Moonlight reflected off the metal, illuminating the symbol engraved at its center: the Ashbourne wolf, surrounded by a crescent moon and a crown.Beside her, Kael had gone completely pale.Ronan shook his head slowly, his voice almost a whisper."That's impossible."Lyra looked up at them, confusion and fear twisting inside her."What is it?"Kael stepped forward and carefully took the crest from her trembling fingers. He turned it over, his expression growing darker with every second."It belonged to my grandfather," he said quietly."Alpha Magnus Ashbourne."Lyra frowned. "The Alpha who died twenty years ago?"Kael nodded."There was only one royal crest in the entire pack. It was buried with him."A loud rumble echoed through the tunnel, but no one reacted.Rowan stepped closer, his eyes fixed on the emblem."Then wh

"Lyra..."The voice echoed through the tomb.Lyra froze.Every part of her body recognized it before her mind could process what she was hearing.Her father's voice.The voice she'd spent fifteen years trying to remember.The voice she'd heard in her dreams.The voice she'd cried for when she was a child.She took a step toward the darkness."Wait."Rowan caught her arm.Lyra turned sharply."Let me go.""We don't know who's in there."She pulled herself free."That's my father.""Lyra—""I know his voice."There was no hesitation in her words.Kael stepped beside her."Then we go together."Lyra looked at him.There was pain in his eyes, but she couldn't allow herself to be distracted by it."You don't get to decide that anymore."Kael's expression fell.He nodded slowly."Then I follow."Lyra didn't answer.She turned toward the darkness.And walked inside.---The tomb was enormous.The walls stretched high above them, disappearing into shadows.Ancient carvings covered every surfa