Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 139

Hades

The clinking of heels reached my ears. I raised my head, finger poised to press the elevator button. But just before I could make contact, I stilled.

My breath caught.

She stepped into view, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe. The dress she wore – sleek, understated but devastating in its elegance and allure – seemed to dim the entire hallway.

The emerald mini dress hugged her full figure, the black floral stockings highlighting her long sculpted legs. The ankle boots added a inch or two to heights.

Her titan curls were swept to one side in a way that drew attention to a lightly angled, delicate features of her face and the subtle shimmer in her eyes held me captive longer than I cared to admit.

I forced my gaze away, clearing my throat as if that would somehow erase the seconds I’d spent simply staring.

Focus, Hades.

Stepping to the side, I extended my hand toward her, palm up, a silent invitation. "Shall we?"

Her eyes settled on me, hesitating for just a breath before she placed her hand in mine. The contact was light, uncertain, but enough to send a slow burn through my palm.

The elevator doors slid open, and I guided her inside with a careful grip. She stepped in close, her posture perfectly poised but her fingers tightened slightly around mine, betraying the nervousness she tried to hide.

As the doors closed, enclosing us in the small space.

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Watched her from beneath my lashes; she was fidgeting, alot. Her eyes were stuck on what she was taking in outside the tinted windows. I knew that the reality of her punishment was finally dawning on her.

Three, two, one...

"The road..." she breathed, barely audible over the low hum of the engine.

"What is wrong with the road, Red?" I kept my voice casual, though I could already sense where this was heading.

Her head turned slightly, but her gaze remained glued to the scene beyond the window. "It’s packed. There are people everywhere."

Ah. She’d finally noticed.

"They live here," I replied smoothly, shifting in my seat as if this wasn’t unusual. " It is always busy. You know how cities are."

Her brow pinched. "I know that. I meant… it’s different today." Her eyes narrowed at the crowded sidewalks, at the headlights stacking up along Lunar Boulevard as far as she could see. "I don’t think I’ve ever seen it like this when we’re out."

I said nothing for a beat, letting the quiet stretch long enough for her to start overthinking. It wasn’t often that she caught on to the things I did for her, and I found I enjoyed watching the realization dawn on her.

"I didn’t close the roads today," I admitted, finally breaking the silence.

Her head snapped toward me then, those green eyes narrowing with something between confusion and suspicion. "You close the roads when we go out?"

I met her gaze head-on, unwavering. "Usually, yes. I prefer not to take chances." She was a werewolf after all and if the statistics were correct and the the border to Silverpine was as closed off as it had always been that would mean she was the only werewolf in the Obsidan pack. She was a royal to boot. There was no bigger target.

A flicker of something unreadable crossed her face, but she looked away quickly, her attention returning to the city moving slowly outside the window. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

"You didn’t today," she said softly, more to herself than to me.

"No," I agreed. "I wanted you to feel it—see it for what it is. No barriers, no buffers. Just us and the city." I leaned back, watching her closely. "It’s authentic this way." When I said first date, I meant first date.

For a long moment, she said nothing. Her reflection in the glass looked almost distant, as if she wasn’t entirely sure how to process the information.

"We’re not untouchable, Red," I added, my voice dropping lower. "No matter how much power we hold, we exist in the middle of it all. I won’t always shield you from it. Consider it a part of your training."

She crossed her arms, still staring out. "Training," she muttered.

"You act like you haven’t seen traffic for five years."

Her posture stiffened just slightly, though she made no move to argue.

We rolled down Elysian Artery, weaving through the bustle of city life. The flickering neon lights from storefronts, the clusters of Lycans gathered on street corners, and the faint glow of sigils marking territory boundaries all painted the canvas of Lunar Boulevard’s nightlife.

Dominion Tower loomed ahead, cutting through the skyline like a spear of glass and steel. The golden lights at its peak shimmered, marking our destination—the Silver Dominion.

"It’s not far now," I said, my eyes tracing the tower’s silhouette. "We’ll take the elevator straight to the top once we arrive."

She finally glanced over at me, her expression softer now, though the edge of curiosity remained. "It’s beautiful," she murmured, a simmer in her eyes.

I shrugged lightly. "I figured we should indulge in something different."