Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 198

Eve

"Extend your claws," Hades whispered against my ear, his breath sending a pleasurable chill through me. "They are there, you just need to find it, my love."

I took a deep breath, concentrating.

"Rhea..." I called hesitantly, dreading the silence thsf I had become accustomed to.

"Right here, Evie." She murmured in my mind. "They are right within your reach."

"Let the nerves between you and Rhea connect." Hades instructed. He squeezed my hand, reassuringly. "I know you can do it."

I exhaled slowly, closing my eyes as I focused inward. I could feel Rhea’s presence, warm and steady, like a pulse beneath my skin. The bond between us was there, just beyond my grasp—like the whisper of a dream slipping through my fingers.

"Feel it, Evie," Rhea urged. "Your body is ours to command. The power is there. Let me guide you."

A deep hum vibrated through my bones, a strange warmth spreading from my fingertips to my wrists. I gasped as a prickling sensation raced beneath my skin, sharp and electric. My fingers twitched involuntarily.

"That’s it," Hades murmured, his voice laced with pride. "Now, let it manifest."

I clenched my fists and focused. A sharp sting followed, like something tearing through the surface of my skin, but there was no pain—only a sense of becoming. A deep, primal part of me stirred, awakening.

Then, I heard it. A faint snikt.

I opened my eyes, my breath catching as I stared at my hands.

Curved, onyx-black claws extended from my fingertips, gleaming under the dim light of the room. They looked deadly—sleek and sharp, as if they could cut through steel.

A rush of exhilaration surged through me. I did it.

Hades chuckled lowly, tilting my chin up so I met his gaze. "Beautiful," he murmured. "Now, let’s see what else you can do." He dropped a kiss on my forehead.

"Brace for it, darling," Rhea whispered in my mind, her voice filled with pity.

One moment, my claws fully extended, and then violent jolt shot through my skull.

Pain.

No, not pain—something worse. A tidal wave of memory, raw and blistering, crashing into me like a wrecking ball.

A flash—

A crushed SUV, its frame twisted beyond recognition. Glass shards glittering in the firelight, reflecting the orange glow of hungry flames.

The sickening scent of gasoline clung to the air, thick and suffocating.

A headlight, shattered but still flickering weakly, illuminating a figure sprawled on the pavement.

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A scream. High-pitched, raw, shredded.

"Leon!"

The voice was ragged with desperation, cutting through the chaos like a blade. My pulse thundered in my ears, my vision splitting.

More flashes—

The screech of tires. The scent of burning rubber.

Blood. So much blood.

Something inside me ripped. My breath hitched. My claws twitched.

The world around me warped, turning dark at the edges, as if I were being pulled back, sucked into something deep and endless—

A pair of arms wrapped around me, strong and grounding. A presence, steady and real.

"Eve."

The voice was deep, urgent.

Hades.

I gasped, my body convulsing as the visions shattered. Cold air rushed into my lungs, and the suffocating scent of gasoline vanished, replaced by the faint, smoky spice of Hades’ presence.

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My legs buckled. He caught me before I could collapse, his grip firm as he pulled me back against his chest.

I was shaking.

"I’m fine," I rasped, swallowing against the rawness in my throat. "I’m fine."

Hades didn’t loosen his hold. Instead, he tilted my head back, his golden eyes sharp and assessing. "Are you?"

I frowned. "I—"

His thumb brushed against my cheekbone, his expression darkening.

"Your nose is bleeding," he murmured.

I blinked, my fingers rising to touch the wet warmth dripping down my lip. Crimson stained my fingertips, stark against my pale skin.

Hades’ jaw clenched. "It must be your body adapting to the reversal of the Hollowing," he said, voice laced with concern. "Your system is trying to expel the remnants of the wolfsbane."

I sucked in a shaky breath. My body felt wrong—like something had been excavated from me, and now it was struggling to put itself back together.

Rhea’s presence stirred weakly in the back of my mind.

"We are healing," she whispered. "But the damage runs deep, Evie. The memories…"

My stomach twisted.

I wiped at the blood absently, my mind still reeling from the images burned into my skull.