All Chapters of Broken trust: Luna's awakening : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

GINA'S POV I stepped out of the bathroom, completely naked, water dripping onto the worn carpet. I tied up my hair in a white towel and my bare body with a plush, pink towel that lay on the bed. On top of the drawer across the room, I grabbed my pack of cigarettes and slipped one out. Lighting it, I sat down, took a long draw and watched the plumes dance in the air until they disappeared. Then I took a deep breath and exhaled. “Oh, f**k this! Feels good,” I mumbled, relief washing over me. It felt good to have a long, hot shower. I already had that prison stench imbued in my pores. Now it was all washed away down the drain. Ria thought it was best to stay in the tub, but I just needed to stand, and drench myself from head to toe, that's why I opted for the shower. “I've never felt so alive,” she said happily. “I know right?” “Why did your father pick this old motel for you to stay in?” I propped myself up in my seat and looked around. The neon lights above the ceiling

NARAH'S POV I batted my eyes until they opened to take in the view around me. The pain that had subdued my body earlier had completely disappeared, replaced by a sharper affliction around my neck and wrists. Silver cuffs clutched my neck, their metal links bound to a cage behind me, while the cuffs on my wrists were tied to the stone walls on each side. The metal was cold against my skin, biting and digging into my supple flesh. I had a limit to how far I could move. As discomforting as it was, I sensed dark magic flowing through the metals and dissipating into the cuffs. What's going on? I thought inwardly, panic creeping in on me like a haunted ghost. “It's cursed silver,” Minsi's voice cooed. Why wasn't she freaking out? We were literally shackled in a dingy room, and yet she spoke like someone enjoying a day on the beach, sipping margaritas or something. I recalled Ophelia being fettered by cursed silver. The pain I was currently experiencing was similar to the on

ALPHA VAN'S POV On the drive to the Moonlight Pack, I had a strange feeling that I couldn't quite understand until Kacy called. I had been expecting a regular routine update, but her wailing on the other end of the line changed everything. “Van— Van—” Kacy stuttered. She said a few words, but they were muffled by her persistent sobs, and I couldn't make sense of what she was trying to tell me. “Kacy, what's going on? Are you alright?” She was still sobbing uncontrollably. “Kacy,” I called out louder, gripping onto the steering wheel, my knuckles white, as her cries sent my pulse racing. “Breathe. Slowly, just breathe.” She inhaled sharply and let out a gush of air, her voice shuddering. “That's good, you're doing great,” I commended. “Now, tell me what's going on?” “It's Liam,” she said. “He's dead.” “...” A part of me was jumping out of my skin, cowering in fear like a child afraid of the dark, while the other part tried to keep me grounded in whatever shitty

LIORA'S POV “I was on my way to the store to buy some groceries when I saw a car hit a homeless man in the street,” Rosa began. “It was Luna Tauriel. She didn't care about the man, and she drove past him like he was nothing. He was a human, after all, so he was weak and died. I followed her. When I confronted her, she didn't like it. Everyone was watching, and they rained insults on her. The police got involved and arrested her.” Rosa smirked, probably thinking of that day. Tears filled her eyes, but she continued, “On my way home, I was involved in an accident, and when I woke up, I found myself in a dark room. The smell of blood and screams of despair were all I could hear. I was tortured alongside three other people. For all those years, she kept us as prisoners and would occasionally come down to spit at us for ever having the audacity to challenge her.” “Hey, it's over now,” I whispered, reaching over to take her hand. “You're finally going home. Your family has been lookin

NARAH'S POV I felt a strong wave of dizziness wash over me, and my stomach churned with nausea that seemed to come with cramping that came out of nowhere. “Reina, I don't know how much longer we can go on like this before… Reina” “Please, Minsi, don't give up on me now,” I groaned. My skin was deathly pale, and my eyelids could barely lift. It was too much of an effort to even try. The air was rich with the scent of delicacies and a mixture of various colognes. It felt as if I was being pricked by a needle, and as if blood was rushing to my brain. I felt bad for having to put Minisi in this situation just when she finally came back. “I have to protect you at all cost,” she said, her voice coming in soft murmurs. “If we can get the dagger out, we can easily break free from these cuffs.” “But my hands are bound. How can I pull the dagger out?” How long had it been since Corolla drugged me? Just then, a beam of what felt like sunlight projected into my partly opened eyes