The Silent Luna's Trial (Maple and Finn) novel Chapter 75

**When the Last Candle Sang to the Ocean Wind by Aurelion Kyre Solvane**

Dante clutched his chest, the metallic taste of blood staining the corner of his mouth, disbelief etched across his features like a dark shadow.

“Alpha…” Thorne rushed to his side, concern flickering in his eyes, but Dante, in a fit of rage, shoved Thorne’s hand away, his glare fixed on Natalia. She leaned casually against the wall, laughter spilling from her lips like a cruel melody, drawing the attention of everyone in the room.

“What did you do to me?” Dante’s voice trembled with pain, his expression a twisted mask of anguish.

Natalia’s smile was almost mocking as she replied, “Did you enjoy the burger last night? And that coffee you had—didn’t it taste especially good?” Her tone was light, but the weight of her words hung heavy in the air.

“You poisoned me?” The realization hit Dante like a thunderclap, igniting a tempest of fury within him.

He raised his hand, poised to strike, but instead, another wave of blood surged from his lips, spilling across his chin.

“My mate is dead. And you were never a good man,” Natalia spat bitterly, her voice laced with hurt. “Why couldn’t you just cherish me? Love me? You promised to make me your Luna. Why did you lie?”

But Dante was lost in his own thoughts, muttering to himself, “So that time I passed out… was because of you too?” The betrayal cut deeper than any physical wound.

“Liars belong in hell,” Natalia said coldly, her gaze unflinching as she watched the color drain from his face. “But you won’t be lonely down there—you’ll have me.”

As her strength waned, she crumpled to the floor, the poison coursing through her veins. Dante followed suit, collapsing beside her, coughing violently as blood pooled around him.

They lay there, face-to-face, a tragic tableau of love turned to ruin. Natalia offered him one last, bittersweet smile before her eyes fluttered shut, sealing their fates.

Just moments ago, the atmosphere had been filled with joy and laughter at the baby shower; now, only the distant cries of a newborn pierced the heavy silence, echoing the loss of two lives intertwined in tragedy.

Three days later, Evelyn arrived at a pack event, adopting the alias Renata Varnell. She had transformed her appearance, sporting a new hairstyle and a mask that concealed her identity, leaving only her cold, unreadable eyes exposed to the world.

Back in the solitude of her office, she had barely settled into her chair when Felicity’s voice rang through the phone, unusually bright and buoyant.

“Evelyn, karma finally caught up. Natalia’s got permanent nerve damage—she’s in a wheelchair now.”

Evelyn paused, her gaze dropping as a mix of emotions swirled within her.

“And Dante? Is he in prison?” she asked, her heart racing with a mixture of dread and anticipation.

“No. Dante’s dead.”

“What?” The shock washed over Evelyn like a cold wave, leaving her momentarily speechless. Felicity continued, her tone heavy with gravity, “Turns out, Natalia had been secretly poisoning his food for a while.”

“Day after day, the toxins built up. On the day of the baby shower, the poison finally kicked in. He beat Natalia so badly that she’s paralyzed—but he also succumbed to the poisoning.”

Felicity sighed, a sound filled with regret and sorrow. “But the poor baby… both fathers are dead, and the mother is crippled, locked away in the dungeon for life. No one left to care for the child.”

Evelyn’s expression remained calm, her eyes cold as steel.

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