Todos los capítulos de The Pack Wanted A Bride, The Moon Wanted Revenge.: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

Vespera's POVThe night before the meeting, I could not sleep.I lay in bed beside Rhydian, listening to his steady breathing, watching the moonlight play across the ceiling. My mind was racing, spinning with plans and fears and everything that could go wrong.Tomorrow, he would walk into a trap.Tomorrow, I would follow him into the darkness.Tomorrow, everything could change.I slipped out of bed and walked to the window. The moon was full, casting silver light over the pack territory. It was beautiful. Peaceful. A lie."You should be sleeping."I turned. Rhydian was sitting up, his eyes half-lidded, his hair tousled. He looked young like this. Vulnerable."I cannot."He crossed to me, his bare feet silent on the cold stone floor. "Neither can I."We stood together, looking out at the night. His hand found mine, his fingers intertwining with my own."What are you thinking about?" he asked."Everything. Nothing." I squeezed his hand. "I am thinking about what happens if this works. A

Vespera's POVThe Black Hollow was worse than I imagined.We stood at the entrance of the cave, the vial of Virelle's blood in my hand, the darkness stretching before us like an open mouth. The air was cold, unnatural, and it carried the scent of decay and old magic."Are you ready?" Rhydian asked, his hand on his sword."No." I looked at him, at the man I loved, the man who had nearly died for me. "But I do not think we have a choice."We had left at dawn, a small group of us. Rhydian, myself, Sabine, Corvin, and Orrick. Maris had wanted to come, but I had refused. If something went wrong, I needed her to stay behind, to protect the pack, to protect Tavian.Sabine stepped forward, her eyes fixed on the cave entrance. "The wards are just inside. I can feel them."I held up the vial. "Will this work?""It should. Virelle's blood is the key. As long as you have it, the wards will let you pass.""And the rest of us?" Rhydian asked.Sabine hesitated. "The wards will let anyone pass who is

Vespera's POVShe was nothing like I expected.I had imagined the Moon Goddess as distant, cold, untouchable. A being of pure light who looked upon mortals with indifference. But Eiravelle was none of those things.She was warm. She was sad. She was tired."You have come far," she said, her voice like silver bells. "Farther than I thought possible.""I had no choice.""There is always a choice." She stepped closer, her bare feet silent on the silver grass. "You chose to fight. You chose to survive. You chose to love again, despite everything."I looked at her, at the goddess who had given me a second chance. "Why me? Why did you bring me back?"She was silent for a long moment. Then she said, "Because I made a mistake.""A mistake?""Virelle was never supposed to exist. She was a tear in fate, a wound in destiny. When she made her deal with Vorlag, she disrupted the balance of the world. And I did nothing. I watched, and I waited, and I hoped that the mortals would fix what I could no

Vespera's POVThe silence was worse than the screaming.I stood on the hill, Darian's blood still warm on my hands, and watched as the battle below us faded into nothing. The Crimsonfang warriors were retreating, scattering like leaves in a storm. The darkness that had consumed them was lifting, and in its place was confusion, fear, defeat.We had won.But the cost was written in the bodies that littered the field."Vespera." Rhydian's voice was hoarse. He was beside me, his face pale, his shirt soaked with blood. Some of it was his. Some of it was not. "We need to get you to Maris.""I am fine.""You are not fine. You are bleeding."I looked down at my hands, at the wounds I had not noticed, at the blood that was not all Darian's. The mark on my chest was pulsing weakly, its light fading."I need to help the others.""You need to rest.""I can rest when they are safe."He did not argue. He simply took my hand and led me down the hill, through the carnage, toward the keep.The great h

Vespera's POVIt was Sabine.I knew it the moment I saw her standing in the courtyard, her eyes empty, her body rigid. She was not the woman who had fought beside me, who had bled for me, who had tried to make amends for her past. She was something else. Something darker."Sabine?" I stepped toward her, my hand reaching out. "Sabine, can you hear me?"She turned to face me, and I saw it. The darkness in her eyes. The shadow that lurked behind her gaze."Vespera." Her voice was wrong. Too deep. Too cold. "I have been waiting for you."I felt the mark on my chest pulse, cold and sharp. "Vorlag.""He is here. Inside me. He chose me." She smiled, but it was not her smile. It was cruel. Predatory. "He said I was perfect. Broken enough to be remade. Dark enough to be filled.""No." I stepped closer, my hands raised. "Sabine, fight him. You are stronger than this. You survived Virelle. You survived your father. You can survive this.""I do not want to survive." Her voice cracked, and for a m