Hades' Cursed Luna

Chapter 204 Nox Lunaris

Hades

We faced each other on the bed, my hand stroking her hair, the other resting against her back as I steeled myself to let it all out. The things I had kept within me for the past five years—the story I should have told at her funeral, the truth I should have spoken when I finally laid her to rest, like she deserved.

"It started with a game of chess," I murmured, tracing slow circles against Eve's spine. I wanted to feel every shift in her body, to sense where the words might hit too hard—so I would know when to hold back, when to let the past spill free. "Between my father and the Obsidian Council. The men who beat him would have their daughters married to his sons."

"You and Alpha Leonard," she muttered.

"Yes. Leon and I."

A tremor passed through her, faint but unmistakable. My hand stilled on her back. "What's wrong?" I pulled her closer,

I hesitated before nodding. "She saw it before I did."

Eve exhaled slowly, thoughtful. "That must have been… difficult. To have someone believe in you when you weren't sure you could be anything else."

I studied her, searching for any trace of bitterness in her words. But there was none. Just quiet understanding.

"She sounds like she was kind," Eve said finally. "And strong."

A tightness in my chest loosened slightly. "She was."

Eve didn't try to measure Danielle's place against her own. She didn't try to define it.

She simply accepted it.

This woman had to be some type of angel.

There was a pause before I continued. "The incident happened during Nox Lunaris."

"The Night the Moon Fell," Eve murmured. "The day meant to remember Luna Elysia's death."

I nodded. "The Mother of Lycans. We have a ceremony at her burial site—Eterna Noctis. It is known only to the royal family. No guards. No ambassadors. Not even my Beta knows the coordinates." Enjoy new chapters from My Virtual Library Empire

She is sacred, after being murdered by her uncle, Malrik Valmont, the last thing we would allow was let her burial place be revealed only to be destroyed in a mindless act of war.

The moon fell through day Elysia died and that night, on the day of her remembrance they was no moon in the sky. The darkness that was seen sacred became our undoing when the tragedy struck.

Eve's brows scrunched. "So only the royal family knows? That means—"

"That means it should have been the safest place in the entire pack." My voice was flat, the weight of the memory settling over me like a cold shadow. "Yet that was where my father, my brother, and my wife bled out under a sky without a moon."

Eve's fingers curled into the fabric of my shirt, her eyes darkening. "How? If no one outside the royal family had access, then…"

"Then it was an inside job."

I met her gaze, my voice quiet but unyielding. "It wasn't rogues. It wasn't an act of rebellion. We had a traitor."