บททั้งหมดของ Luna's Fall The Queen's Rise: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

The words Luca had spoken lingered in the air, thick with the weight of their implications. Rowan did it. The man who had once been her sister’s Alpha, the one Seraphina had once trusted, had ordered Cora's death. Every part of Seraphina's mind screamed in protest. She had never imagined that the very name that had haunted her dreams would be tied to her sister’s murder. But as the truth settled over her, it felt like a lead weight, suffocating her chest with its heaviness.Luca’s face remained impassive, but his eyes told a different story. His gaze was strained, like a man carrying a burden too heavy for one person to bear. He didn’t speak, his lips tight as though he were fighting to keep his composure. Seraphina, however, could feel the fury building within her, a tempest of grief and rage that threatened to consume everything.“Why?” she asked, her voice trembling despite the fire in her words. “Why would Rowan do this? Why would he order her death?”Luca shook his head, his jaw

Seraphina’s heart pounded in her chest as she stood at the threshold of the dimly lit room, the weight of the power she had just tapped into pressing down on her like a heavy cloak. The air was thick with the scent of old books and musty parchment, the walls lined with relics and objects of uncertain origin. Martha stood before her, the older woman’s expression unreadable, though there was an undeniable gleam of expectation in her eyes."Now that you've taken the first step," Martha said, her voice calm and measured, "it's time to push your limits. Control the mind, bend it to your will. But remember, Seraphina, power is a dangerous thing. Once you learn it, there’s no turning back."Seraphina met her gaze, her lips pressed into a thin line. She wasn’t afraid of the power she was unlocking—no, it was everything she had ever wanted. The control. The ability to make people do what she wanted. The way she could twist their thoughts, guide them, manipulate them, until they no longer had f

The guards parted as Luca stepped into the corridor, his back stiff with a kind of resignation Seraphina hadn’t seen in him before. She watched him for a moment longer than necessary, her mind racing as she processed his words. Vampires, werewolves, hidden relatives, a prophecy — it felt like everything was spiraling out of control. And she was caught in the center of it all.The door closed behind him with a soft thud. She had questions — too many to count — but all she could do was stand there, watching the shadows gather in the room. The tension was suffocating.Her fingers traced the edge of the windowpane, her reflection ghosted in the glass. The thought of Luca’s uncle sent a shiver down her spine. She had heard whispers over the years, rumors of a family feud, of power struggles, but she had never imagined it would come to this.Luca had always been a force, a leader, his presence enough to make people fall in line. But now? His resolve was unraveling. It didn’t take a keen eye

Seraphina’s mind raced, her pulse quickening. “Who is this so-called uncle? What is his true intention?”Martha hesitated for a long moment, as if weighing how much she could say. She finally sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly as the weight of the truth seemed to settle on her.“Luca trusts him, but he doesn’t know that our uncle doesn’t wish him anything good,” Martha said, her voice tight. “He only wants the throne. He always has. He’s been waiting for this moment — waiting for Luca to make a mistake, to falter. And now that he has, our uncle is moving in, trying to manipulate him, pull him into his web.”Seraphina’s eyes narrowed, her mind trying to piece the puzzle together. “So you’re telling me that his uncle is trying to use Luca to take control of the pack?”Martha nodded, her expression grim. “Exactly. And it’s not just the pack that’s at risk. It’s Luca himself. He’s walking right into a trap.”Seraphina’s chest tightened with a mixture of anger and fear. She could feel

The journey from the stronghold to the Ravenclaw Pack was one of solitude, and in that solitude, Seraphina found herself lost in thought. The dense trees of the forest whispered in the wind, and the distant howls of wolves echoed in the night, the rhythmic beat of her heart matching the pulsing energy around her. With every mile she put between herself and Luca, every step further into the wilderness, a part of her felt lighter, more free. But with the newfound freedom came the weight of uncertainty.She had chosen this path, this road to Ravenclaw, for reasons she hadn’t fully understood until now. She wasn’t running away from anything, but rather toward something — a piece of herself, a fragment of the past that could shape her future. The Ravenclaw Pack wasn’t just an old alliance, it was a part of her bloodline. It was something she had never fully embraced, but now she had no choice. To move forward, she had to confront the past.And yet, as her journey stretched on into the unkn