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Chapter 10
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2025-04-27 03:39:08The day after Damian promised Rosalina a place at their side for the Eclipse Celebration, Lucian bursts into my study. It’s late morning; golden sunlight spills through the wall-length windows, the curtains gently lifting in the soft breeze, tangling lazily with strands of my dark hair. I raise an inquisitive eyebrow at his sudden intrusion.
“I know you certainly won’t believe me, but I did everything I could to convince Damian to leave Rosalina out of this.”
His voice is steady, controlled, though underlined with faint frustration. He's slightly disheveled, a rare sight for Lucian, but his posture remains commanding, as if determined to maintain his usual air of control.
I offer a careless shrug, painting my lips into a gentle, unbothered smile.
“It’s fine. Rosalina might as well experience everything she can while she's here. It's only natural for Damian to want his fated mate around.”
I let the subtle implication linger—that Lucian should want the same. His jaw tightens slightly, betraying irritation.
“That's not the point. I thought you’d have more objections, given the circumstances. Don’t you even care?”
The edge in his voice surprises me, and my carefully maintained mask slips just a little. Is this why he's acting so strangely—because my quiet acceptance makes him doubt my devotion? Is he suddenly realizing my love isn't something he can set aside and casually reclaim whenever he pleases?
“Care?” I echo softly, a hint of bitterness slipping into my voice. “About what exactly? About Rosalina taking my place, or about the fact that you've barely been with me since she arrived?”
Lucian's eyes narrow slightly, but he keeps his composure.
“I've been trying to manage an impossible situation. You know this isn’t easy for any of us.”
“Ah yes,” I say lightly, forcing a calm that doesn’t reach my heart. “I suppose playing house with your new mate while trying to placate your old one must be exhausting.”
His expression hardens, irritation now plainly visible.
“You’re being petty, Nara. We both know this isn't something I chose. You think I enjoy this?”
“You don't seem to be suffering much either,” I reply, a soft, sarcastic note coloring my words. “At least you have someone waiting for you every night.”
He takes a slow, measured breath, clearly reigning in his temper.
“This conversation isn't productive. You’re determined to misunderstand everything I say.”
“And you're determined to justify everything you do,” I counter, my voice quiet but sharp. “Let’s not pretend otherwise.”
For a moment, tense silence stretches between us. Lucian eventually breaks eye contact, turning away as if the very sight of me frustrates him.
“I came here to reassure you, not to fight,” he says stiffly. “Clearly, that was a mistake.”
He doesn't wait for my reply, leaving the study without another word. The door closes behind him with a gentle click, sounding painfully final despite the unresolved tension hanging in the air.
I stare at the empty space he left behind, resentment simmering just beneath my skin.
He thinks I'm petty.
He thinks I’m petty. After everything—after I stood by and let her slither her way into our lives, after I smiled and stayed silent while she took piece after piece of what was mine—he still thinks I’m the problem. I can speak, but only if my words don’t make him look bad. I can object, but only if I don’t disturb the illusion.
I sink onto the makeshift bed, the weight of it all pulling me down. I was a fool to believe we could build anything from the ruins. Foolish to hope that he might look back and see me still standing there.
But now I know.
Fate doesn’t bend for the desperate. The past doesn’t care how much I ache to rewrite it. No matter what I do, they will forget me. They’ll carry on, as if I was never anything more than a shadow brushing past them.
I need a way out. Before there's nothing left of me to salvage.
Bab terkait
To Kill a Luna Chapter 11
After my confrontation with Lucian, the days blur, slipping through my fingers like water. The Eclipse celebration looms ahead, and with it, the unraveling of everything I once called mine.Both of my mates are wrapped around Rosalina like silk—adoring, attentive, perfect. They argue over dresses and stylists, over whether her curls should fall loose or be pinned in a crown. She’s pampered like the heroine of some saccharine fairytale, a beloved Luna in waiting. I try not to see it. I focus on what I can control.The preparations keep me grounded. Speeches to draft, guests to charm, gifts to prepare. Each detail is a shield against the slow bleeding of my heart. I cling to the illusion of influence—because while the pack still sees me as Luna, their respect isn’t deep enough to shelter me. Not when the bond they worship pulls in another direction.
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Dorothee throws open the doors before Rosalina can muster a reply.The crowd surges in, a river of silk, velvet, and jewels. Every guest seems determined to outshine the others, draped in fabrics so rich and frivolous they might as well bleed gold. This celebration isn’t just tradition—it’s a parade of strength. A reminder to every ally and rival that the Moonlit Pack lacks nothing.I spot her almost immediately—an aging Luna with two massive Irish Wolfhounds at her heels, sweeping through the hall like a queen, her Alpha a step behind her. His roguish smirk isn’t for the crowd. It’s for her. His gaze rakes her body with unrepentant hunger, as if she’s still the girl he first claimed under a harvest moon.Emily and Kylean Silver Moon.My mother's old leaders.
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“Please, stop!” I choke, my voice raw, knees sinking into the cold stone. My palms scrape against gravel and shattered glass, the remnants of a night I don’t want to remember.But Rosalina only scoffs in my face, lips curved into a venomous smile. Her long blond hair tumbles forward, a golden curtain veiling her face from the pack gathered behind her, but I know what lies beneath it—a monster draped in silk.She leans down slowly, as if to embrace me, to show them all what a saint she is, their pure Luna, merciful to the end. But her lips brush my ear and the illusion shatters like glass.“This is where you end, Nara. It’s what a girl like you deserves. A stain on the pack’s name.” Her breath is warm, but her words are ice, sinking into my skin. “You should’ve died years ago. But better late than never.”Her laughter is soft, delicate, like bells on a wedding day, but there’s malice dripping from every note. She straightens, pulling back with a holy smile, a glowing aureola of hair ar
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“Nara? Are you okay?”My eyes snap open, breath hitching. Damian.He’s leaning over me, his face etched with concern. His blond hair is tousled in that familiar, boyish way I haven’t seen in three years—not since before he betrayed me. His eyes—soft, warm, kind—lock onto mine, searching for something.My heart pounds. What the hell?We’re in… my room. Not the barren cell where I was left to rot, nor the cold closet I was shoved into for years. This room—brown walls, pink comforter, sunlight filtering through the sheer curtains—the Luna’s room. The one I was banished from the day Rosalina arrived and took everything from me.My lips part, but nothing comes out. How…?“Nara?” Damian’s voice pulls me back again. He reaches out, and I flinch instinctively, expecting the cruel grip, the slap, the snarl. But his hand is gentle—just like before. His fingers graze my cheek, then slide to my forehead, checking for fever, not violence.“You’re not warm…” he murmurs, brow furrowing. “You don’t
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My gaze falls on Rosalina, all brittle and fragile, nestled between the two strong Alphas like she belongs there. Rage claws at my chest, my wolf pacing furiously beneath my skin, fangs bared, ready to tear into her flesh. But my lips curve into a soft smile, honey-sweet and perfectly composed.“Don’t apologize, dear heart,” I croon, stepping forward, eyes wide with false concern. “You’re hurt.”I reach out, masking the tremor in my hand, and gently take hers. Her skin is cold, clammy, trembling. She looks like a broken doll—all golden hair tangled by the wind, ocean-blue eyes filled with fear, dirt smudged across her cheek. She’s taller than me, more beautiful, with a softness that begs for protection.I lace my fingers through hers. “Let’s get you to the infirmary. These wounds need treatment.”The pack murmurs in awe, taken aback by my grace and kindness. I know what they expected—a fight, a scene, a desperate Luna clinging to her Alphas. I gave them that in the past. I won’t do it
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I tear through my room, rummaging for anything worth saving, anything I don’t want Rosalina’s hands on when she finally claims what’s mine. Drawers slam, shelves are emptied, papers scatter. My heart pounds with every second wasted—and I’m running out of time.I need to find a way out. Some escape, any escape.But no matter how hard I try, the memories won’t let me breathe.I know exactly what’s coming—the slow, excruciating descent into hell. I know how Rosalina will smile, will whisper lies, how she’ll turn the pack against me, one by one, until there’s no one left on my side. Until I’m discarded.First, I’ll be moved to my office—a bed hastily thrown on the couch, no longer fit to sleep under the same roof as my mates. Then, when she takes the Luna title, they’ll relegate me to a broom closet, clearing it out “just for now.” But they never will find somewhere better.And when I’ve lost everything—my title, my name, my dignity—she’ll frame me. She’ll weep and scream that I tried to
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Lucian.My heart jerks against my ribs the second I see him.He’s halfway through the door, one foot in the study, the other still on the threshold like he’s unsure if he belongs. That alone knocks the breath out of me. Alpha Lucian doesn’t hesitate. He doesn’t ask. He takes.So what the hell is he doing here?In my first life, this night belonged to Rosalina. He spent every minute with her—tending to her wounds, holding her close, drinking in the scent of his newfound mate like it was salvation. He never looked back.But now?“May I?”His voice is quieter than I remember
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Warning: Slight Sexual Content.Lucian spends the night with me.I wasn’t expecting it.I thought he would leave after whispering his promises, after kissing me like a secret. I thought he would walk away—just like always.Instead, he stayed.He took my hand and led me back to our room in silence. There was no hesitation in his touch, no guilt, no shame. Just familiarity. Muscle memory. He guided me to the bed we’d shared for years and laid me down like I still belonged there.Then he undressed me—slowly, deliberately, as if mapping every inch of me back into his memory. His hands dragged along my sides, over the soft dip of my stomach, tracing the outline of my ribs with a gentleness that made me ache.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-23
Bab terbaru
To Kill a Luna Chapter 12
Dorothee throws open the doors before Rosalina can muster a reply.The crowd surges in, a river of silk, velvet, and jewels. Every guest seems determined to outshine the others, draped in fabrics so rich and frivolous they might as well bleed gold. This celebration isn’t just tradition—it’s a parade of strength. A reminder to every ally and rival that the Moonlit Pack lacks nothing.I spot her almost immediately—an aging Luna with two massive Irish Wolfhounds at her heels, sweeping through the hall like a queen, her Alpha a step behind her. His roguish smirk isn’t for the crowd. It’s for her. His gaze rakes her body with unrepentant hunger, as if she’s still the girl he first claimed under a harvest moon.Emily and Kylean Silver Moon.My mother's old leaders.
To Kill a Luna Chapter 11
After my confrontation with Lucian, the days blur, slipping through my fingers like water. The Eclipse celebration looms ahead, and with it, the unraveling of everything I once called mine.Both of my mates are wrapped around Rosalina like silk—adoring, attentive, perfect. They argue over dresses and stylists, over whether her curls should fall loose or be pinned in a crown. She’s pampered like the heroine of some saccharine fairytale, a beloved Luna in waiting. I try not to see it. I focus on what I can control.The preparations keep me grounded. Speeches to draft, guests to charm, gifts to prepare. Each detail is a shield against the slow bleeding of my heart. I cling to the illusion of influence—because while the pack still sees me as Luna, their respect isn’t deep enough to shelter me. Not when the bond they worship pulls in another direction.
To Kill a Luna Chapter 10
The day after Damian promised Rosalina a place at their side for the Eclipse Celebration, Lucian bursts into my study. It’s late morning; golden sunlight spills through the wall-length windows, the curtains gently lifting in the soft breeze, tangling lazily with strands of my dark hair. I raise an inquisitive eyebrow at his sudden intrusion.“I know you certainly won’t believe me, but I did everything I could to convince Damian to leave Rosalina out of this.”His voice is steady, controlled, though underlined with faint frustration. He's slightly disheveled, a rare sight for Lucian, but his posture remains commanding, as if determined to maintain his usual air of control.I offer a careless shrug, painting my lips into a gentle, unbothered smile.“It’s fine. Rosalina might as well experience everything she can while she's here. It's only natural for Damian to want his fated mate around.”I let the subtle implication linger—that Lucian should want the same. His jaw tightens slightly, b
To Kill a Luna Chapter 9
As soon as I begin preparing for the Eclipse Celebration, time blurs.Days bleed into nights, and nights into lists—guests, menus, musicians, centerpieces. I throw myself into it like it’s the only thing tethering me to sanity. Maybe it is.I don’t notice Rosalina’s creeping influence right away. I’m too focused on choosing whether to go with ivory or cream tablecloths, which string quartet to hire, which floral arrangements say diplomatic strength rather than sappy Luna nostalgia. Dorothee is a godsend—offering her opinions with the perfect balance of taste and sarcasm, flitting between floral palettes and security strategies like it’s all the same
To Kill a Luna Chapter 8
I unfold the couch in my office, pulling the mattress into place under Lucian’s watchful eye.“See?” I say softly. “I’ll be just as comfortable here as I was in my room.”He frowns, arms crossed.“You’d be entitled to fight this, you know?”I tilt my head to the side, only half pretending. What is it with Lucian lately? It’s like he’s rewriting the script of our past—not enough to change the ending, but enough to throw me off balance.“I don’t intend to fight fate,” I answer, voice even. “After all, you wouldn’t ask if it weren’t absolutely necessary.”He nods.
To Kill a Luna Chapter 7
I allow myself to lay in bed for exactly one hour. The ceiling above is scattered with faint, star-shaped decals—glow-in-the-dark memories of a simpler time. Ten years ago, the twins helped me stick them there, hoping they’d help me sleep better. I remember Lucian on the ladder, Damian tossing stars up one by one, their laughter echoing off the walls like it belonged in a fairy tale.Another memory about to rot.In a few hours, Rosalina will declare them childish. She’ll smile sweetly as she peels them away, murmuring something about how the lights give her nightmares. And the twins—they’ll say nothing. They never do.
To Kill a Luna Chapter 6
Warning: Slight Sexual Content.Lucian spends the night with me.I wasn’t expecting it.I thought he would leave after whispering his promises, after kissing me like a secret. I thought he would walk away—just like always.Instead, he stayed.He took my hand and led me back to our room in silence. There was no hesitation in his touch, no guilt, no shame. Just familiarity. Muscle memory. He guided me to the bed we’d shared for years and laid me down like I still belonged there.Then he undressed me—slowly, deliberately, as if mapping every inch of me back into his memory. His hands dragged along my sides, over the soft dip of my stomach, tracing the outline of my ribs with a gentleness that made me ache.
To Kill a Luna Chapter 5
Lucian.My heart jerks against my ribs the second I see him.He’s halfway through the door, one foot in the study, the other still on the threshold like he’s unsure if he belongs. That alone knocks the breath out of me. Alpha Lucian doesn’t hesitate. He doesn’t ask. He takes.So what the hell is he doing here?In my first life, this night belonged to Rosalina. He spent every minute with her—tending to her wounds, holding her close, drinking in the scent of his newfound mate like it was salvation. He never looked back.But now?“May I?”His voice is quieter than I remember
To Kill a Luna Chapter 4
I tear through my room, rummaging for anything worth saving, anything I don’t want Rosalina’s hands on when she finally claims what’s mine. Drawers slam, shelves are emptied, papers scatter. My heart pounds with every second wasted—and I’m running out of time.I need to find a way out. Some escape, any escape.But no matter how hard I try, the memories won’t let me breathe.I know exactly what’s coming—the slow, excruciating descent into hell. I know how Rosalina will smile, will whisper lies, how she’ll turn the pack against me, one by one, until there’s no one left on my side. Until I’m discarded.First, I’ll be moved to my office—a bed hastily thrown on the couch, no longer fit to sleep under the same roof as my mates. Then, when she takes the Luna title, they’ll relegate me to a broom closet, clearing it out “just for now.” But they never will find somewhere better.And when I’ve lost everything—my title, my name, my dignity—she’ll frame me. She’ll weep and scream that I tried to
