When The Moon Hides Her Crown novel Chapter 198

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Grace…

A wave of nausea surged through me, and before I could stop it, I doubled over vomiting right then and there. Every vein, every bone inside me throbbed and screamed in agony as the image of Grace’s lifeless body sprawled in a pool of her own blood burned itself into my mind. The vision clung to me, tormenting, too vivid to ignore.

Shaking, I staggered toward the basin and splashed cold water onto my face. My hands trembled against the porcelain, breath ragged. After a few seconds, my vision sharpened, reality returning in fragments. The moment it did, I pushed away from the sink and stormed out of the restroom.

Ten years. Ten years since it last happened, since my mother’s death. Now, this time I had seen Grace. Why? Why her? Why did I see her death when she wasn’t even here at the Academy?

No, I had to stop it. I would stop it. Grace could not die. Not like that.

Without another thought, I bolted down the hallways, my feet pounding against the floor, my chest tight with urgency.

“Alpha Seth,” the dormitory assistant, Mr. William, called sharply as he spotted me, frowning. “You are not allowed to be here-”

I didn’t slow. I sprinted past him, heart hammering, and shoved open the door to Alpha Jude’s office. Empty.

Panic spiked in my chest as my gaze darted around the vacant room. My fingers dug into my scalp as I clutched my head, desperation clawing at me. “Where is he?”

I stumbled back into the corridor, scanning wildly before catching the faintest trace of Jude’s scent leading down the right passage. I followed, running faster, even as curious eyes and whispers from nearby Alphas prickled against my back. I didn’t care.

Grace was all that mattered.

Grace, who had once rooted for Ronan and I, who had seen the good in him when I refused to, who had gently but firmly made me face my own flaws. Grace, who promised that if we ever met again outside these walls, we would be best friends. She believed in us. She believed in me.

And now–now I was on the verge of losing her, too.

Emotion rose in my throat, choking me, but I forced myself to push harder, faster.

No, I couldn’t surrender to despair. There was still a chance. Maybe my vision was wrong.

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Maybe it was twisted, blurred. Grace wasn’t supposed to be at the Academy, she was long gone. All I had to do was get Alpha Jude to her pack. He could protect her. He could stop this. He had to.

My thoughts spun as my eyes flicked instinctively toward the parking lot below through the tall windows. A figure emerged from a car in the distance, the movement catching my attention.

My heart lurched violently, breath stuttering in my lungs.

Grace.

She was here at the Academy.

The vision replayed in my mind, and my running faltered. In that flash, she had been standing exactly there dressed in the same white knee–length frock dying.

Terror stole the rhythm of my breath, and I stumbled onto the first–floor balcony, frozen between the urge to scream and the desperation to do something before the nightmare unfolded. Only that was when someone else stepped into view.

Alpha Jude.

“You came!” Grace’s voice rang out, filled with joy as she flung herself into his arms.

I froze, rooted in place, watching as they embraced. His lips met hers in a kiss, and the rise and fall of my chest slowed, my nerves settling for the first time since the vision. She was here, just as I had seen, yet Alpha Jude hadn’t been there in my vision. That meant…it wasn’t real. It wasn’t true.

I stayed silent and still as the two of them laughed between kisses, their love on display.That was when Grace revealed her secret, she was pregnant.

Jude swept her into his arms with a wild, unrestrained joy, spinning her around like a madman in love. A small smile tugged at my lips despite the storm raging inside me. They looked so beautiful, so alive.

Alive.

That meant what I had seen wasn’t real. Yes. Not true. Just like Ronan had always said…

But my fragile relief shattered in an instant. Jude stilled, his expression shifting as a mind- link pulled him away. He set Grace gently down, whispered something hurriedly, and turned to leave.

Leaving her alone.

My smile withered as my gaze followed her. She reached back, pulling her hair into a

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ponytail. My stomach turned to ice.

Just like my vision.

My eyes flicked downward, to the ground beneath her feet, the small, white pebbles gleaming under the light. The same pebbles. The same place.

The air left my lungs. My heart dropped into my stomach.

It was happening. The same dress. The same ponytail. Alone.

“No…” My whisper was lost as my legs moved of their own accord, first walking, then breaking into a frantic sprint along the balcony. My eyes locked on Grace smiling and touching her belly as if talking to her baby, panic thundering through my veins.

What was this? My vision was supposed to be false. It was false! Then why–why was it playing out before me?

I had to stop it. I had to-

My thoughts were cut short like a blade severing a thread. I crashed into something hard, unyielding like a wall. A sharp gasp escaped me as I staggered backward, momentum threatening to hurl me into the stone pillar behind.

Before I could fall, a strong hand seized me, pulling me back with brutal force.

I hissed in pain not only from my chest colliding against a broad, unrelenting torso, but from the iron grip tightening around my wrist.

Startled, I snapped my head up, my breath tangling in my throat only to collide with a pair of burning blue eyes.

Ryker.

The way he looked at me was like staring into the eyes of a reaper straight from hell, cold, merciless, inevitable. That look alone clawed at my spine, making my pulse skip. His fingers tightened around my wrist, a bruising grip that made denial impossible. Those eyes, burning with wrath, told me everything before his words ever could.

“What’s wrong with you?” I hissed, struggling to free myself, but his hold only grew harder,

my soul as fingers digging in like iron shackles as his glare drilled into me, peeling at though he could rip it out.

“That night,” he began, voice low and jagged, “When we returned from the Ghost Forest…” His grip crushed tighter as his gaze pinned me. “Ronan was in rut. And instead of staying in the healers‘ wing, he slid back into your room. He did not leave until late morning,” his tone dropped into a growl that vibrated through the air like a predator’s warning. “What is the meaning of that?”

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