Semua Bab Luna's Redemption: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Zara’s POV The first howl had been distant, a chilling sound that sent a ripple of unease down my spine. But now… now it was close. Too close. Another howl rang through the trees, this one deeper, more guttural. They were here. My body tensed, my heart hammering painfully against my ribs. The dense bush around us seemed to close in, the trees stretching longer, suddenly darker. The air smelled different now—rusted, wilder. Beside me, Angla’s grip on my wrist tightened. “Run,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. I hesitated, my body refusing to move. And then, they appeared. From behind the trees, five wolves dived out, their glowing eyes locking onto us with predatory hunger. They were massive. Bigger than any normal wolf. Their fur was matted and rough, their bodies lean but powerful. Snarls vibrated from their chests, their sharp teeth glinting sharply. They had us trapped. A deep, terrifying growl rumbled through the clearing from them. I felt Angla shift

Zara's POVBy the time Angla and I reached my room, exhaustion crashed over me like a wave. My body ached, my mind was heavy, and yet, I couldn’t relax. I slumped onto the bed, sighing deeply, staring at the ceiling as if it held answers. But my heart wouldn’t slow down. I felt like I had done something irreversible. Angla leaned against the door, arms crossed, her sharp eyes watching me. “Alright, spill.” I swallowed. “Spill what?” She scoffed. “Don’t play dumb, Zara. You’ve been acting weird ever since we got back, or you think I don't notice how worked up you've become?.” I bit my lip. Was it that obvious? Truth be told, my mind wasn't at peace. A part of me was scared that he might somehow order a punishment for me while a part of me still felt guilty especially after Angla had told me a bit of his life.How reckless can you be Zara? Angla sighed, moving to sit beside me. “Look, I know you’re shaken up, but I feel like there’s something else. What happened back there? Tell

Zara’s POV The door shut behind Angla as she left, leaving me alone with my thoughts. It was already nearing mid evening, my body was exhausted, but my mind wouldn’t rest. The weight of everything that had happened, the terrifying encounter in the forest, my reckless words to Alpha Cade, the way he had looked at me before disappearing pressed down on me like a suffocating force. I could still feel the sizzle of his touch, the way his presence had consumed the air around me. I sighed, rubbing my temples. Sleep was out of the question. Even if I tried, the moment I closed my eyes, I knew I’d see those ember-fire eyes burning into mine again. A sudden knock at the door startled me, pulling me from my restless thoughts. Before I could respond, the door creaked open, and Denai, the head maid, stepped inside. Her expression was Stark, but there was something firm about the way she carried herself. "Come with me," she instructed. I hesitated, glancing at the door. "Why? Where are we goi

Zara's POVThe first lash came down. It felt like Fire.It didn’t just sting—it burned, sinking its venom deep into my skin. The force of it cracked through me, splitting the air apart as if the world itself recoiled from the brutality of the whip.A scream tore from my throat, raw and unbidden. The pain ripped through my spine, scorching across my back in a cruel, searing line.My body arched involuntarily, a futile attempt to escape the agony that had already been embedded into me. My knees scraped against the ground as I writhed, gasping for breath.Laughter. It was soft, barely a whisper, but I heard it.I forced my head up, vision blurred from the sting in my eyes.Dezecca. A satisfied mocking-smirk played at the edges of her lips, her gaze drinking in my suffering as if it were a fine wine.Rage flared through me, momentarily outshining the pain.But it did nothing to stop what came next.Then the second lash came seconds after.It felt like my spine was being ripped open, every

Zara's POVI stiffened, my throat suddenly dry. “Why would you ask me that?” My voice came out hoarse, weak.The healer didn’t blink. “Because…” She hesitated, as if weighing her words. Then, with a sharp breath, she said, “You look exactly like the Alpha King’s late wife.”The room spun.I gasped, my fingers fisting into the bedding beneath me.Her words echoed in my mind, over and over.The Alpha King’s wife?The realization slammed into me like a brutal wave, dragging me under.Memories of Alpha Cade’s reaction that night flashed before me, the way his eyes darkened, the way his body tensed at my words.The way he touched me.I had thought it was something else. But now...Now, it all made sense.My heart pounded in my chest.I turned my wide eyes to her. “Are you… sure?”She gave a solemn nod. “Yes. The moment I saw you, I knew.”I swallowed hard.That explained why people had stared at me when I first arrived. Why whispers followed me wherever I went.Even Dezecca’s hatred—It wasn