Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 455

Chapter 455: Sophie

Eve

He pulled my panties back into position, while I layed still aching from him and still utterly from the orgarsm that still left my walls pulsing.

Above me, her offered a hand which I took with a shaky, sweat slick grip. pulled me into so I could seat. He patted a towel over my damp forehead, tucking my hair deliately behind my ear.

His gentle actions robbed me of breath, unable to reconsile the ravanous man who had laid me bear and claimed me until I was undone, quaking in the aftermath of his merciless hunger.

I tried to hope that the divider had been sound proof and that the driver had not heard us. I shook away the embarasment.

I raised my head to meet his eyes, more blue than I ever thought would be possible, still with rare flecks of grey at some angles.

He dressed up, cleaninf himself up as I watched, unable to help but wonder just how much Silverpine pack had changed him.

He had cahnged to the point that a man who wanted all wereolves wiped out risked his life to rescue a sister and brother. I could hardly recognise him; I had never been happier to look into the eyes of a stranger.

The car lurched to a stop, and I felt my stomach drop with it. My hands were still shaking from him, from what we’d just done, from the way he’d looked at me after. Like he wanted to devour me all over again but also protect me from the world.

His eyes raked lazily over my body.

I was still trying to piece myself back together, still feeling the ghost of his touch everywhere, when reality crashed back in.

"So," I breathed, finally finding my voice. "Are you going to tell me what we’re really doing here?"

Hades ran a hand through his hair, messing it up in a way that made my chest tight. The same hands that had just been worshipping my body now looked tense, dangerous. "We’re picking up family. Someone who needs protecting when everything goes to hell."

I pressed my face to the window, my breath fogging the glass. Nothing. Just trees and more trees stretching forever, their shadows growing longer as the sun died. My skin prickled with that familiar sensation—the one that told me we were being watched.

"This is the middle of freaking nowhere, Hades."

The sound of engines made me freeze. Black cars—SUVs the kind that screamed money and violence—rolled out from between the trees like they’d been waiting. Like they’d been there all along. My heart hammered against my ribs as they boxed us in, a perfect trap.

But Hades just got out. Calm as anything. Like this was exactly what he’d expected.

Men in suits stepped out too, sunglasses despite the dying light. Every instinct I had screamed run These weren’t just Cain’s men. Tĝɓ⁹5hey were something else entirely.

"Alpha." One of them nodded, but I heard the doubt underneath. The way he said it—like he wasn’t sure Hades deserved the title anymore. "What brings you to our territory?"

"I need into Cain’s estate." Hades’ voice carried that edge I’d heard him use in council meetings. The one that made grown men step back.

The man pulled off his glasses, revealing eyes like winter storms. Old eyes. Ancient ones. "With all due respect, where’s the Don?"

"Indisposed." Hades didn’t even blink. Didn’t flinch under that stare that could probably make lesser beings wet themselves. "I’m here for Sophie."

My blood turned to ice.

Everything changed. The tension bled out of the air like someone had opened a valve. The men relaxed, shoulders dropping, and the winter-eyed one actually smiled—the first genuine expression I’d seen from any of them.

"Of course, Alpha. The path’s just ahead. We’ll escort you."

When Hades slid back in beside me, I was staring at him like he’d grown another head. The scent of him—pine and something darker—filled the car again, but I could barely process it through my shock.

The convoy wound through dense forest for what felt like hours, headlights cutting through shadows that seemed to reach for us with gnarled fingers. I kept expecting to emerge into some sprawling compound—high walls, security gates, the kind of fortress a man like Cain would need to hide his most precious secret.

Instead, the trees parted to reveal something that made my brain stutter.

A neighborhood. An actual, honest-to-God suburban neighborhood with tree-lined streets and mailboxes shaped like tiny houses. Street lamps flickered on as twilight deepened, casting warm pools of light on sidewalks where kids’ bikes lay forgotten in driveways.

"What the hell?" I breathed against the window. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Hades leaned forward, his brow furrowed in confusion. "This can’t be right."

But our escorts didn’t slow down. They led us deeper into this pocket of normalcy, past houses with flower gardens and Halloween decorations still clinging to porches. A dog barked somewhere in the distance. Someone’s television flickered blue through curtained windows.

We finally stopped in front of a house that looked like it belonged on a greeting card. White picket fence, just like I’d expected, but not in the way I’d expected. This wasn’t some architectural statement or status symbol—it was genuinely charming. The kind of fence a little girl might paint pictures of, complete with climbing roses and a gate that probably squeaked when you opened it.

The house beyond was modest, two stories of pale yellow siding with white trim and a wraparound porch. Jack-o’-lanterns grinned from the steps, and a tire swing hung from an old oak tree in the yard.

Hades and I exchanged a look that said everything neither of us could put into words.

*This is where Cain hid his daughter?*

Not in some fortress. Not behind layers of security and armed guards. In suburbia. In the most normal place imaginable, where a hybrid child could ride bikes and carve pumpkins and maybe, for a few stolen years, just be a kid.

Something that Elliot should have enjoyed. In a place like this, he never would have shifted so young.

They led us inside, Hades on high alert with the way his body braced for impact.