Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 272

Hades

It hit me all at once.

Not rage.

Not yet.

Just silence.

A silence so heavy it pressed down on my ribs, curling around my throat like a noose. I couldn't breathe. Couldn't move.

All I could do was feel.

The paper.

The voice.

Her face.

This is why she did it. So your blood would never match his.

The words slammed through my chest like knives made of memory.

And I remembered.

I remembered her screaming as I pinned her to the lab table.

Her wrists bleeding in shackles she didn't deserve.

The way she begged me to believe her—hoarse and wild and broken.

And I…

Gods.

I called her a liar.

Told her I'd rip the truth from her corpse if I had to.

I had done this.

I had helped build the walls she was buried under.

My knees buckled.

I stumbled a step back, a roaring in my ears like drowning in fire.

No one moved.

Not Kael.

Not Montegue.

Not the guards who still had their weapons trained but limp at their sides.

And then—

The first to move wasn't me.

It was her.

Eve.

She stepped forward like a predator out of prophecy—no warning, no hesitation. Bloodied. Limping. Shaking.

But unbroken.

And fast.

She struck like lightning.

One hand wrapped around Felicia's face—fingers digging into her cheeks, nails pressing into bone—and lifted her clean off the ground.

I heard it.

The crack.

Felicia's jaw fractured under the force of it.

Her lipstick smeared across her chin as her head twisted sideways under Eve's grip.

"You broke his body," Eve hissed, her voice shaking—not with weakness, but fury. "Split his bones. Filled them with foreign marrow when he didn't even understand what was happening to him."

Felicia clawed at her wrist, gasping—but Eve didn't stop.

"Eight times." Her voice splintered, the pain seeping through now, saturating every syllable. "Eight times you ripped him open. Drugged him. Hollowed him out."

She twisted Felicia's jaw again—another crack. Another muffled scream.

"And all to cover your fucking crimes. To keep your hands clean. To hide from your own family that you took your sister's child—and mutilated him to keep your lies breathing."

Her fingers curled tighter. Felicia's eyes rolled.

"You used your nephew. My son. Like a lab rat."

That was the moment the hallway fractured.

"You ripped a son from his grieving father. Not letting him know that his wife left him with a part of her. You let him wallow in guilt, loss that should not have been." Eve voice rang with an hatred so visceral that it leached into the air

seeping into the skin of everyone that watched on, too shocked to full comprehend what was happened.

The flux had stopped speaking, mocking me with silence that had become rare.