Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 331

Chapter 331: 331-We Lost A Big War

Haiden:

"How are we going to reach Fleshmingo Town from here?" she asked, glancing around.

Both Yorick and Troy turned toward her and I caught the look of panic spreading across her face.

"Why aren’t you listening to me? How are we going to find the way?" she almost screamed before quickly silencing herself, afraid some monster might hear.

That’s when I spoke.

"Didn’t you say Joshua might have broken the chain? Then why do you still insist on us listening to you?"

As soon as the words left my mouth, I saw the color drain from her face.

"Wait, I don’t understand. What is going on? How are you talking to me?" She began to stutter, taking small steps backward.

"Why? How do you want us to speak with you, huh?" Yorick asked, his eyes turning red.

It was the kind of anger that I don’t think any of the three of us had ever felt before.

Memories began returning to me, and I could tell they were coming back to the others as well.

Everything that had happened over time pressed down on me like repeated blows to the gut.

The red-haired girl I had, until now, remembered as a monster because of Oriana was my Clementine.

There were moments when I had fought hard to be with her, to tell her that my tongue was tied, that I was slowly losing my grip on everything, reality and her love, but I couldn’t.

Now it was clear to me that I hadn’t really been living all these days.

I didn’t remember feeling anything.

I had memories of doing things, but they felt like scenes from a movie I had watched, not events I had actually lived.

"Listen, look at this chain." Oriana raised her hand and dangled the chain in mid-air.

As soon as Troy clenched his fists and his knuckles cracked, she began lowering the chain in fear.

"You three are—" She stuttered again, took a heavy breath, and tried to look around, but I knew she was too scared to move her eyes from us.

"You made us hurt Clementine," Troy hissed.

We stepped closer, and she couldn’t even back away. She knew the moment she turned her back to us, we would strike.

"We became friends. I took care of you guys, so you wanted to help me. Clementine was rude to you. She was rude to me. Remember how she acted so skeptical of your character?" Oriana tried to make excuses, thinking they would work.

Then she raised the chain again, hoping it might help this time. She dangled it more aggressively.

"Why the fuck isn’t it working?" There was a shake in her voice as tears rolled down her cheeks.

I slapped the back of her hand, making her wince in pain and drop the chain.

Before it hit the ground, Yorick grabbed it and tossed it to Troy, who positioned himself behind her.

She noticed him and then turned to us with wide eyes. "What are you three planning to do? Don’t forget I’m a woman and a crusader. I’m not a monster," she said.

I wasn’t sure about the others, but I was scared. I was scared of what the magic had done to my relationship with Clementine.

The last time I remembered, I had been trying hard to make her choose me.

But so much had happened since then that I wondered if the small love in her heart had been replaced with anger and hatred.

Even if she now learned that we had been under a magic spell, it wouldn’t automatically turn the emptiness in her heart back into love for me.

Then I remembered that the three of us had been together, making mistakes.

She was still single. I could try harder this time to win her heart, and I intended to do so. I couldn’t wait to go back and hug her.

"You stopped being anything to us the day you decided you would use magic on us to hurt the most cherished person we had ever known," I hissed.

I noticed the way her face tightened at the mention of Clementine being held in such high regard, even now when she knew we were no longer under the spell and that her life was in danger, facing a confrontation she could not avoid, she still looked bitter toward Clementine.

"You don’t— you have no right to punish me for it. If you want, you can just stop speaking with me," she pleaded, her shoulders rising as her hands curled into small fists, trying to find a way to fight us if it came to that.

"Oh, you won’t tell us what we are going to do now," Yorick hissed.

Troy stepped forward and wrapped the chain around her neck.

"Oh, what are you doing? It is hurting!" she shouted as he tightened the chain and pulled hard enough that it snapped.

She realized she was free and tried to run to the side to escape, but she didn’t know we were coming after her as she stumbled into a narrow alleyway.

Troy, Yorick and I chased her, not very fast, because we wanted her to believe she was getting away before we crushed her hope and caught her.

Troy rushed toward the wall, took a few steps up it, jumped over to the other side and grabbed her by the back of her hair.

He slammed her against the wall, and she fell to the ground.

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