Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 422

Chapter 422: Proof Of Life, Proof Of Lies

Eve

With every word, I watched them lean in, murmured discussions rippling through the chamber as they analyzed the letter. With each sentence, I explained what its writer had been thinking—because James might as well have handed me his hardened brain to scan.

With a long sigh, I concluded, "So as you can see, Silverpine is not as in control as they want us to think. It’s all a ploy—to create panic, incite desperation within our ranks. And while we scurry about searching for solutions, we walk straight into the trap they’ve set."

Reluctant hums of agreement rolled through the room. Some nodded; others still turned the words over in their minds. But the pieces were falling into place.

I just had to drive the point home.

"I have known Beta James long enough to know him as well as I know myself. He never folds—not even when he’s bleeding out, a breath away from demise. He clings to secrets like armor, never divulging them—not even when they could be used for manipulation. His motives are as elusive as the true face that hides beneath his many masks."

Memories stirred—childhood slips in his mask that I’d once dismissed as quirks. The way he spoke in circles, never directly answering. The way his stories evolved over time, testing which version would be swallowed whole. His lies always threaded with just enough truth to make you doubt yourself—never him.

That foolish girl who once trusted him had shriveled up and died.

In her place stood a woman ready to use their familiarity against him.

"Yet here, he lays it bare. The motive behind every attack, every rivalry, supposedly ’for the good of werewolves,’" I said, making air quotes and rolling my eyes. "At least, those he deems worthy," I added, quoting him verbatim. "Even as he tried to bring me back to Silverpine—slithering into my mind—he never said this much."

"You can see the way the ink deepens," Silas observed, "like he’s cracking... losing control of the pen. He assaults the paper."

"Exactly," I returned, my lips twitching upward. "I know our enemy well—at least this one. He never concedes defeat. Never admits being outsmarted. Never acknowledges a miscalculation. He manages—his plans, his masks. But now?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Gallinti cut in. "He concedes that you’ve become a thorn in his side—a wrench in the gears of his plans. He admits it."

Montegue stepped forward, his smile sharp. "I can see him shaking as he writes. Like he can’t believe he’s writing the words. He nearly tears the paper."

Another Alpha added, "He’s losing control. Enraged—but most definitely panicking."

Even when I’d refused to return to Silverpine—choosing Hades—he hadn’t accepted it as defeat. He’d called it mental illness. He couldn’t admit he’d been outplayed. Not then. Not now.

And yet, while we took blow after blow from their machinations, something shifted on their side.

Now they were scrambling.

Their table shook—and they were trying to shake ours too.

"I believe it started with Ellen escaping—or revolting—and disappearing."

Some still looked confused. Less than a month ago, I was Ellen to them. But those who were up to speed—Silas and Co—were already nodding.

They knew where I was going.

"The Blessed Twin escaped," Gallinti said. "Darius recruited Morrison to begin the first phase. His interview was a distraction. While we scrambled to calm civilians, they struck again—during the press conference no less. A two-act plan," he gestured to me, lips quirking with a faint smirk. "Just like you predicted."

"I heard someone say it," Elliot’s small voice pierced the tension. "They said... because we took Ellen, they would take our children. That’s why they tried to take me. Because they think we took Ellen... they wanted me in return."

Silence.

Then a few chuckles. Muttered remarks about how children always catch on—or say the darndest things.

"Yes, honey. That’s exactly what they said," I murmured. Lucinda had confessed that under compulsion, but this wasn’t the time.

"Like my son said," I continued, "when they lost Ellen, it tilted the playing field. So they tried to level it—by taking Elliot."

"Breaking Felicia out was probably the secondary mission," Montegue added solemnly. "Taking the prince—that was the first. They got Felicia. But they failed to secure Elliot."

"Which is why they grabbed the Beta during the post-blast chaos," Gallinti continued. "They needed leverage. A bargaining chip. Anyone would have sufficed."

"And Hades followed the scent trail—only to disappear, just like Kael."

Only later did we learn Felicia’s room had become a passage—to somewhere we couldn’t reach.

"That brings me to the images."

The Monitor stepped forward and bent to whisper to Elliot, "Keep your eyes on those men. Be careful."

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