Semua Bab Moonbound desire : Bab 111 - Bab 120

The air was thick with the scent of impending storm. The sky above them was a bruised purple, swirling with dark clouds, as if the very heavens were responding to the chaos below. Selene’s heart thudded in her chest, each beat a reminder of the danger that clung to them like a shadow. She could feel it—the weight of every step, every decision pressing her forward. But no matter how hard she fought, the darkness seemed to creep ever closer.Ronan’s power was failing. She could see it in the way his hands trembled, the way his eyes lost their sharp edge, as though the magic coursing through him had begun to turn against him.“Ronan,” she whispered, her voice tight with worry. “You need to focus. You can’t—”“I know,” he rasped, his voice barely audible. His breath came in short, shallow bursts, and Selene could see the strain on his face, the way his jaw clenched as he struggled to control the growing storm inside of him.“I can’t stop it, Selene,” he said, his voice cracking. “It’s too

The darkened woods stretched endlessly before Selene and Ronan, the weight of their escape still hanging in the air. The world around them was quiet—eerily so, as if the very trees held their breath. A safe haven, hidden deep within these forests, had been their destination, but the journey there had been far from peaceful. The remnants of their battle lingered in the form of scratches and bruises, yet it was the tension that clung to them both, tighter than any wound, that seemed the most unbearable.Ronan walked beside her, his face a mask of stoic resolve, but his body betrayed him. His steps were slower than usual, each movement marked by a quiet struggle. Selene could feel his pain, though he said little. He had been pushing himself beyond his limits, and though he was silent about it, his exhaustion was clear.“You should rest,” Selene said softly, glancing at him from the corner of her eye. The words were easy enough, but she knew he wouldn’t listen. Ronan wasn’t the kind of ma

The fire crackled softly in the hearth, its warmth doing little to ease the chill that had settled over the room. Selene’s hands rested on the stone mantle, her fingers tracing the worn edges as if seeking some comfort in the familiar, though nothing felt familiar anymore. The faces around her—Ronan, Varian, the few trusted souls who had followed her since the beginning—were strained, their eyes shadowed with the burden of the decisions to come.“We’re running out of time,” Selene murmured, breaking the silence that had lingered for far too long. “If we don’t move soon, there won’t be a chance to undo the damage.”Ronan’s gaze, always so steady, flicked to hers. “You know what needs to be done. But we can’t let our desperation cloud our judgment. Whoever is betraying us is still out there. We need to find them.”Selene clenched her fists, the weight of his words sinking into her chest like stones. Betrayal—such a heavy word, one she had hoped would never touch them. But the whispers h

The air was thick with the sting of betrayal as Selene stood in the center of the room, her eyes fixed on the traitor before her. Her heart was a mess of confusion and fury, but she refused to let it show. Now was not the time for weakness.The traitor—Kieran—had been revealed. His face, once familiar and comforting, was now contorted with shame, guilt, and fear. He hadn’t even tried to deny it. In the end, it had been too easy to expose him.“Kieran,” Selene’s voice was ice-cold, cutting through the silence. “You’ve been working for the Queen this entire time?”Kieran’s eyes flitted between Selene, Ronan, and Varian, his hands shaking. His throat worked, but no words came out at first. When he finally spoke, his voice was barely a whisper. “I didn’t have a choice…”“Everyone has a choice,” Selene snapped, her anger simmering beneath the surface. “You chose betrayal. You chose to play both sides. And now you’ve endangered everything we’ve worked for.”Ronan stepped forward, his gaze h

Selene stood in the dimly lit room, the weight of the world pressing heavily against her chest. She hadn’t slept in days, and it showed. Her eyes, bloodshot from exhaustion, stared out into the moonlit night, where the shadows of distant trees whispered in the wind. She was alone with her thoughts, trying to clear the storm that churned within her mind. The responsibilities of leadership had always been heavy, but they felt unbearable now.The sound of footsteps brought her out of her reverie. Ronan, his movements slow and labored due to his injuries, entered the room. His face was drawn, tired, but his eyes—those piercing, steadfast eyes—held an unwavering concern. Despite the deep wounds he had suffered in their last battle, he refused to stay down. He was, as always, ready to stand by her side.“Selene,” he said softly, his voice low but firm. “You’ve been pacing for hours. Come sit. You need rest.”She met his gaze, her lips curving into a faint, strained smile. “I can’t afford to