Semua Bab Luna's Fall The Queen's Rise: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Seraphina stood motionless by the window, her breath barely audible as she watched Luca in the distance, the soft, melancholic notes of the flute filling the night air. The sight of him, sitting there in the clearing with the instrument pressed to his lips, stirred something within her, a vague sensation of something long buried, something deeply familiar, but lost just beyond her grasp. Her heart ached, a sharp pang of longing that she couldn’t explain.The moonlight bathed him in a soft, ethereal glow, casting long shadows over the grass as he played. The sound of the flute drifted in gentle waves, the melody both haunting and beautiful. It seemed to carry with it an essence of sorrow, as if the music itself were mourning something—a lost love, a forgotten past, or perhaps an unspoken truth that neither of them had the courage to face.Seraphina’s fingers tightened on the windowsill as she leaned closer, her breath fogging up the glass. There was something about the way Luca played

Luca didn’t see her as he played.The soft breeze played with the ends of his dark hair, his features hidden in the shadows cast by the surrounding trees. The flute in his hands wasn’t just an instrument—it was a lifeline. A way for him to cope, to make sense of the disjointed thoughts that had plagued him for as long as he could remember. It wasn’t just the melody he played for Seraphina; it was his way of speaking without speaking, of reaching out to someone who had always been just beyond his grasp.His thoughts were a tangle of confusion and longing, but the music—the music always made sense.For years, Luca had kept his distance from the heart of Seraphina’s world. He had always known that there was something more to her—something that he couldn’t quite understand but couldn’t walk away from either. The strange connection they shared, a bond that had never fully been explained, had always kept him on the outside. He had never been part of her world. But tonight, as he played, the

The silence in the mansion had settled like a dense fog, thick and unyielding. It was the kind of quiet that carried weight—a silence that was heavy with unspoken words and fractured emotions. Seraphina could feel it pressing on her chest, suffocating her with every breath. The transformation inside her was not just physical; it was deeply psychological, gnawing at her mind with every passing moment. She was no longer the woman she had once been, and she knew that the others could feel it too.Seraphina’s eyes remained locked on the jug in front of her, her fingers curling around its cold glass. The scent of fresh blood, rich and intoxicating, filled her senses, drowning out everything else. Her pulse quickened, the primal hunger roaring inside her, clawing at the walls of her control. She had to feed. The craving for blood, raw and untamed, consumed her thoughts.She took a long, deliberate sip, the metallic taste of blood coating her tongue, filling her veins with a rush of heat. It

–“What is wrong with Seraphina?” Luca murmured to himself as he watched as Seraphina struggled alone at the garden, he was up at his window glaring at everywhere until he laid eyes on Seraphina and he noticed Seraphina was strange.He walked downstairs and tapped her “Hey….” He whispered to her ears and Seraphina paused, she then collapsed.“Hey, Seraphina, you are burning up” Luca said, while Nova watched from afar, she didn't know Luca would be the one to see her, she clenched her fist on the wall and the smell she drank fell, she didn't notice, she was too angry to make sure to clean her mess properly to avoid been caught.Unbeknownst to Nova, someone from the pack was watching, she was a female wolf, powerful wolf and not known in the pack, she is known for her ruthless acts and she only goes to war for the pack and doesn't interfere, she loves standing on top of the tree just as much as Luca loves doing that too. Just when Nova left the scene where she committed such a thing, th

Just as Luca was done and Seraphina became only even though she didn't remember a thing that happened at that spot. She was just silent.“And who are you?” Luca asked Why does she smell like some kind of spell?“I am just a member of the pack who seems to care nothing else, I need to leave” Martha said Luca paused and he touched her then he knew it was a spell, Martha's real face appeared immediately.The air was still in the room, thick with the weight of revelation as Martha tried to pull away from Luca’s touch. His fingers burned with recognition, and when his eyes widened, she knew he’d seen through the illusion. His voice cracked the silence.“My sister!” Luca’s breath hitched in disbelief.Martha’s real face, once concealed by the magic of a spell, was now fully revealed. Her features were sharper than Luca remembered, her eyes colder, like distant stars in the night sky.She didn’t respond to his outburst, only turned her gaze toward the window as if searching for something b