Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 476

Chapter 476: Fate Devours Will

Hades

"Nothing has changed in the Blood Moon’s trajectory. By our calculations, it still remains five weeks away."

That was the information Kael and I received in the first hour from the Lunar Observer on duty.

My hammering heart held on to its beat—about to skip—as I allowed myself one relieved breath.

Cerberus’s voice wove through my thoughts, wary but calm. "It is still early in the day. Ellen will still be resisting by now."

I dragged a hand through my already wildly tousled hair. This would be the thousandth time since the update that I’d assaulted it. I was starting to expect strands would come off from the stress and pressure alone.

With my head pounding like a war drum and Kael by my side—having just come from an all-day assignment of his own—we were informed that Eve and Lucinda had already begun getting the kids ready for bed.

We were on our way there now.

I turned to Kael and saw his gaze was distant, brows knitted with worry carved into every line of his face. Dark circles had been forming since full-scale preparations started, but on the face of a man with blindingly bright eyes and an even brighter aura, the contrast was like night and day.

My Beta looked half dead.

Pale and miserable, but still working at his highest efficiency like our lives depended on it.

But I was certain it wasn’t only the Blood Moon that haunted his mind.

It was a particular, brilliant blue-eyed laboratory specialist. She clearly occupied most of his thoughts.

He had a longing look in his eyes that was impossible to miss.

At first, I’d been flabbergasted at the twist of fate. But I was the last person to speak on the way we found mates.

So I understood. And unlike me, he’d been quick to reach for the bond—only to be rejected. Somewhat. According to what he’d confided in me.

If anyone deserved true love, it sure as hell wasn’t me. It was Kael.

I’d just been too stubborn to let go of what I wanted. He needed to do the same, but take a different, less intimidating approach.

"She feels it too," I muttered quietly, snapping him out of whatever utopia he’d been imagining with Thea in his head. "Resistance is futile. Fate devours will. She’ll come to see it. She’ll come to see you. And everything she sees as keeping you apart will dissolve."

He looked at me, something vulnerable flickering across his exhausted features.

"You think so?"

I nodded. "I know so. You’re not me, Kael. You don’t have decades of sins to atone for. You don’t have to fight for every inch of good against some ancient darkness eating your soul, like I did." I paused. "She’ll come around. Just... don’t give up."

His throat worked as he swallowed. "And if she doesn’t?"

"Then fate is crueler than even I believed." I clapped a hand on his shoulder. "But I don’t think it is. Not for you."

We walked in silence for a moment, two men carrying impossible weights, finding brief solidarity in shared exhaustion and shared hope.

Then Kael spoke again, his voice quieter. "Thank you. For that."

"Don’t thank me yet. Wait until you’re mated and she’s driving you insane."

A ghost of a smile touched his lips. "Like Eve drives you insane?"

"Exactly like that." I felt my own tired smile. "And I wouldn’t change a damn thing."

We reached the children’s quarters, and I heard laughter from inside—Elliot’s bright giggle, Sophie’s gentler one, Micah’s shy chuckle. Eve’s voice, warm and patient as she read them a story.

The sound was like a balm to the raw edges of my nerves.

"Our children?" Kael raised an eyebrow.

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