Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 404

Chapter 404: Only If She trusted you

Hades

When I was done laying all the cards of lies and conspiracies on the table, Maera simply slumped into her seat. Her eyes went distant, her mouth agape as the multitude of revelations sank in.

The rest of us let the silence reign, watching her compose herself again, though her gaze still held a faraway focus. It drifted unsteadily, landing on each of us in turn where we now stood in her office.

"She was a decoy... a replacement. Eve Valmont is still alive. The cursed twin is still alive," she muttered, though it wasn’t clear who she was speaking to.

I was certain she herself wasn’t sure.

She ran her callused hand over her face and took a long breath. "She is alive," she repeated, but this time it sounded as if she were trying to convince herself. "She is alive."

I could tell by the way Sage’s eyes lingered on each of us that she was worried for the commander who called her queen.

Maera rose, dragging both hands through her hair. "We really don’t know anything about this..." she uttered. "This man—his plans. In all the months, with all the intelligence we gathered, we had no clue. What else are we lacking? Where else?"

I took a step toward her, holding myself back from placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "The information you have most likely came from the answers to the questions you asked the rescued captives and prisoners you captured. I doubt anyone would have thought to ask after the supposedly dead princess you watched die."

She gazed up at me. "Is she okay?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. "I was at their birthday party—the night it all started. She was so scared when she shifted. I saw red eyes and I just... knew. But I expected her father to be lenient in the way fathers are with their daughters. He made the toast, he was smiling, he told the girls he loved them." Her eyes glazed, as if the night was flashing over in her mind—memories of an incident she still hadn’t been able to accept had happened the way it did.

She blinked slowly, as though her mind had to recover from the fog it had found itself in. "James too—he changed. I didn’t recognize him. I begged him to remember that Eve had no control over the prophecy, that she was still innocent, that she could still be steered." She pursed her lips as they quivered. Her fists clenched, as if she were holding herself together by force. "Then he gets engaged to Ellen within the week. He becomes Beta..." Her tears fell, her voice faltering for just a second. "I lost him then. He became Darius’ enforcer—his dog." Her words curled with venom.

Sage’s small hand reached across the space between them, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Commander..."

Cain, sensing her intent, shifted her gently in his arms until she was close enough for her fingers to brush Maera’s sleeve. When Sage’s touch lingered, Maera glanced down in surprise, as if snapping out of a daze.

Without hesitation, Sage reached up with her free hand and brushed away the tear that had cut down Maera’s cheek. It was a small, almost childlike gesture—unpolished but deeply sincere.

The commander’s face softened. She managed a faint, weary smile—the kind born from gratitude rather than happiness. "Thank you, queen," she murmured.

I stepped forward, my gaze never leaving her. "Maera... James. Was he marked too? Could this be compulsion, not his will?"

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