Chapter Hundred thirty-four

Anita’s POV

Luna Nora’s grip around my throat shocked me, but the real surprise was the reaction of those around us. Everyone in the palace grounds seemed frozen, their eyes wide as they watched the former Luna hold me with such malice, her fingers digging into my skin. The sheer force of her hatred was overwhelming. She looked at me as though I were an intruder in her domain, a mere obstacle she could crush. Why must she control everything? Why does nothing ever satisfy her?

“Why is no one ever good enough for you, Nora?” I rasped, struggling to free myself. But instead of letting go, she began to laugh—a wild, unhinged laugh that sent a chill down my spine.

“You’re nothing but a foolish little girl,” she sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. Her hand shot up, and before I knew it, she was about to slap me. No. I won’t just stand here and take it. I managed to catch her wrist, stopping her mid-swing.

“Don’t you dare,” I said, my voice steady despite the pressure on my throat. Her