Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 236

Hades

"Tell me!" she demanded, voice breaking completely.

"Will you kill Elliot too?"

"What?"

"Will you kill Elliot too?" she demanded again. "He is in your arms, isn't he? This is why you pretended to care for him."

"Stop this. Stop this now!" I yelled, my voice suddenly hoarse as I turned to Felicia.

The footage stopped.

And for a moment, the world ceased to turn.

The silence that followed was suffocating.

I could hear the blood rushing in my ears, the pounding of my heart like war drums in an empty field.

Kael was pale, frozen, unable to look me in the eye.

Montegue — still as stone, his face unreadable, but his fists clenched at his sides betrayed the storm he struggled to hold back.

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Felicia was smiling.

That smug, cold, victorious smile.

"You..."

"I told you I didn't lay a finger on her." She deadpanned.

"You triggered her," I hissed, "you tried manipulating her guilt against her, planting false memories in her mind because she is vulnerable..."

Felicia clapped her hands, no longer smug but her mouth twisted in disdain. "You really don't get it, do you? She's that much of a blind spot that you couldn't even see it."

I took a step toward her, every muscle straining against the urge to let another person join Morrison.

"You accused my wife... you called her a—"

"Murderer!" she spat, her lips quivering. "Because that is what she is. She killed Danielle!"

Before I could react, Montegue — the ever-stoic Montegue — moved.

A sharp crack split the air as his palm connected with Felicia's cheek.

The sound echoed like thunder.

She staggered back, eyes wide, hand flying to her face. Her breath hitched — and then her chest heaved with angry, broken sobs.

Tears welled in her eyes, but they weren't soft.

They were bitter. Furious.

"So that girl has you too?" she spat between gasps, her voice jagged and raw.

She laughed — high and sharp, on the verge of madness.

"The Beast of the Night was in front of you this whole time and you didn't know."

Her shoulders shook as she wiped her face, her gaze turning wild.

"But I don't blame you," she whispered, her voice trembling.

"I was the one there."

Her breath caught, her eyes distant.

"I was the survivor."

And then her voice shattered entirely.

"I saw her with my own eyes!"

She pointed a trembling finger at the paused footage on the screen.

"I recognize my sister's killer!"

I took a step forward, every muscle screaming with restraint.

"Be very careful, Felicia," I warned, my voice low and dark. "Making unfounded accusations against my mate — against my queen — will get you killed."

But she only broke into another bitter, manic laugh.

"You still don't get it, do you?"

Her pupils were blown wide with fury and pain.

"It's in her eyes!" she shrieked. "In her strength! The way her power bends reality around her! The way she rips things apart like they're paper! That's not just some curse or accident, Hades."

She took a staggering step toward me, her eyes glassy, feverish.

"The only reason you don't see it is because you let her bewitch you!"

Her voice cracked, rising higher.

"How much do you really know her, huh, Hades?!"

I clenched my fists until my claws broke skin.

"Enough!" I roared, power crackling through the room like lightning.