Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 71

Eve~

I kept my face down as Kael unbound me, my mouth filled with blood, and every cell screamed for reprieve. I didn’t meet Hades’s eyes, even though I felt his stare burn through my skin. The tubes were removed from my body, and the bags of blood were collected.

"Your wife, huh?" Felicia questioned, but her voice wavered. She was not as collected in Hades’s presence as she tried to appear. She was afraid. Judging by how the men had been ripped into by Kael, it was obvious they were very much dead.

The scent of fresh blood filled my nose, my vision swirling. Luckily—or perhaps unluckily—my nose was broken and partly blocked. The sanguineous fragrance didn’t hit me as hard as it normally would have, and with my exhaustion, it was hard to be too aware of anything, even blood.

I felt Hades’s intense gaze shift from me as he likely cast his eyes on Felicia. "You can be both dumb and brazenly foolish at the same time," he muttered, his voice like cold steel, sending a chill down my spine.

"I am Luna," she blurted.

"Were," Hades corrected.

I could hear her teeth grinding from where I stood. "Why has it not been you?" she asked. "Why was it not you that died?" she screamed.

Hades said nothing.

Ice-cold arms wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me to a wall-like chest. I startled, freezing.

"Red," the ice from his voice was gone. His tone was soft. "You’re limping."

Hesitantly, I looked up at his face. It was hard as granite, his expression taut.

"I’m fine," I lied.

He made a noncommittal noise before I was off the floor and in his arms. He cradled me to his chest, his cologne wrapping me warmly. I was tempted to snuggle closer, into his warmth, but I held myself back. I barely made a reaction, despite my heart flipping in my chest.

"You are barred from the Tower until further notice," Hades announced.

I flinched when I heard the clinking of heels on marble. Hades held me closer, his grip tightening.

"You cannot do that, Hades," Felicia all but shrieked.

"Is that a dare?" he asked, already walking away. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

"You’re doing all this because of a mutt."

He stopped dead in his tracks, and I felt him vibrate. His head snapped to Felicia. "She is my wife. The next time that slur is directed at her, be assured I will ensure you lose the liberty of speaking."

I heard Felicia make a whimper, like a puppy scolded.