Semua Bab fate betrayal : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Chapter 31: Shadows in InkAria’s POVBy daybreak, the fire had been out, but its charred scar still stood as a menacing reminder of how near catastrophe we had been. Killian had escaped unharmed, but his office had been wrecked. Although it was a relief, the assault caused a lot of anxiety.The rogue’s words plagued me: Starting with you.I kept getting the impression that this wasn't a random occurrence. Someone wanted me gone, and they were prepared to destroy the pack in order to achieve that goal. I needed to know why.---I ended myself searching through the burned remnants of Killian's office later that morning. As I cautiously made my way across the rubble, ash stuck to my boots and the air still smelled of burning.“Are you sure about this?” With a tone full of worry, Killian's voice broke the stillness.He was resting against the doorway with his arms folded when I looked over my shoulder. He seemed worn out, the previous night's events weighing down his normally powerful ap

Chapter 33: The Forbidden RitualAria's POVThe old library had an earthy, antiquated fragrance that seemed to cling to the walls: the smell of dust and secrets. The extensive archives of Moonshine Pack were a maze of lost documents and data, many of which had been undiscovered for many years. But I couldn't go anywhere else.I couldn't help but feel a hollow aching in my chest when Killian vanished after the top. I also sought answers since I was becoming more concerned about Veyron and Darius's involvement in my demise.The gold-embossed titles of leather-bound books faded with time as my fingertips traced along their spines. Selena's silent but urgent call for prudence blended with Lucas's cryptic warnings about treachery in my head. So far, none of it made sense. I was determined to put it all together, however.---Tucked down in the library's furthest corner was the section I was looking for. It was identified as the Lunaris Chronicles by faded labeling. These shelves were loade

Chapter 35: Shadow's Close InSelena POV I didn't even see the first shadow shift before the iron taste of blood reached my nostrils. The crunch of leaves under my boots matched the steady hammering of my heart as it thudded in my chest. This section of the forest was new to me, darker, and covered with vines that, if I stared at them for too long, appeared to move.I gripped the little sword Aria had given me a few days before and murmured to myself, "Just get to the border." "This is something you can do."Even though Aria had advised me to remain in the town, I couldn't just sit there knowing that the rogues were getting closer. She was unable to comprehend. Because she was in charge of the pack's security, her position as Alpha kept her grounded. My part? An unexpected but unavoidable asset was a wild card. And now that she was gone, I wanted to show that I could compete.But I started to doubt that choice as the shadows drew closer, taunting the little moonlight.From the bushes

Chapter 37: The Chasm Between UsKillian’s POVThe Moonshine Pack home was the scene of a rare, peaceful evening. As I patrolled the edge of the woodland, keeping within hearing of the packhouse, the snow crunched gently under my feet and the frost-bitten air had a subtle pine aroma. I briskly walked to clear my brain, but I knew deep down it was a flimsy excuse.There she was.Aria.The lady who had no right to infiltrate my emotions, much less my mind. But there she was, as tenacious as the cold of winter. Her voice echoed each time she spoke. I was reminded of the gap I imposed between us by every accusatory look she gave me.Distance I was unable to let myself close.---I tightened my hands and stopped walking, my boots sinking into the ice ground.It was risky to fall for her. She was more than simply a victim of political intrigue and renegade conflicts. She was everything. the secret to revealing my innermost secrets and scars I had buried so deeply that, even to me, they were

Chapter 39: master of puppets The crystalline sconces' dim radiance threw spooky refractions over the ragged walls, shrouding the huge room in gloom. Veyron stood in the middle of it, looking around at the people. They were a motley crew of sycophants, informants, and mercenaries who were drawn to him like moths to fire. He enjoyed the way their eyes flashed to his but never stayed, the way they were afraid."Are we clear?" Veyron's piercing and purposeful voice broke through the muttering. The only sound to break the silence was the distant trickle of water from the cavern's roof. The gathered crowd reluctantly nodded, not wanting to say anything."Well done." A grin that was equal parts threat and joy curved his lips. He turned away and paced to the chamber's edge, where a huge mirror made of obsidian stood, its surface vibrating slightly as if it were alive.That mirror was an ingenious bit of engineering. An all-in-one surveillance tool and platform. He had seen kingdoms collapse