Alpha Damien's Trouble Maker (by Ruby Anne) novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230

Chapter 230

Selene

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Evelyn trembled at the sound of my voice and looked up at me with fear in her eyes, as if she were seeing a completely new person. Just then, Silas walked forward slowly and bowed his head deeply.

“Forgive me, my lady. I couldn’t protect her.”

I smiled at him and reached out to ruffle his hair gently. “You did well, Silas.”

Silas looked at me for a moment before turning his gaze away, as if he didn’t feel he had the right to look at me. I knew it would take time for him to face me after everything that had happened, but I also knew he was the type who wouldn’t let anything break him. He would grow stronger. He would become so strong that no other warriors would be able to stand against him.

For now, I simply held Evelyn closer, letting her cry while my eyes swept over the garden, over Sienna’s terrified face and the frozen crowd. The game had truly begun.

Princess Avery’s voice came out soft. “Selene…”

I turned to look at her and gave her a small, thankful smile. I was right, out of all the royals, Avery was the only one I actually liked. I would protect her at all cost, just like she had protected my maid today.

One of the noblewomen was the first to break the silence. She pointed at me with a trembling finger and gasped, “O-oh my Goddess… Selene is alive. She is really alive.”

More voices joined in, whispering frantically, their shock spreading through the garden. I kept my gaze steady on Sienna as I spoke, my voice calm but carrying across the entire space.

“I’m back, Sienna. That means you can’t harm my people anymore. But that doesn’t mean I will let you go for what you and your maids have done.”

My eyes flashed dangerously before I smiled, sweet, but deadly.

“But since you’re my dear sister, I won’t harm you. Your maid, however… is a different story.”

Before anyone could react, I said softly, “Turn into a cage with poisonous needles. A cage that tightens every minute.”

The whip in my hand trembled violently, then fell to the ground and transformed. In seconds, it became a black iron cage covered in sharp, glistening needles, needles designed not to kill quickly, but to inflict maximum pain.

People gasped in horror. Emma’s eyes widened in terror, her face draining of all color as she stared at the cage. She looked at Sienna, shaking her head desperately. “No! No! What are you doing?! You don’t have any right-!”

I smiled coldly. “Don’t have any right? How stupid. Have you forgotten I am the Moonborn of this pack? I have the right to deal with anyone I want, and you are no different. Just because I didn’t act like someone important before, you have forgotten your place. And I will remind you.”

Chapter 230

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I raised my head, my eyes flashing pure white for a moment as a terrifying aura burst out of me, pressing down on everyone in the garden. My voice rang out clear and merciless.

“I am the direct descendant of the Moon Goddess, and here is my punishment to the maid who doesn’t know her place. I sentence you to death. You will do better in your next life… that is, if there is even a next life.”

Emma froze in terror. She tried to run, but before she could take more than a step, the cage shot forward and swallowed her whole, snapping shut with a metallic clang. It was a slow, agonizing death. The cage kept shrinking minute by minute, the poisonous needles piercing deeper into her skin, injecting venom that kept her wide awake and feeling every single moment of pain. Her bones cracked and broke as the cage tightened, slowly crushing her while draining her blood drop by drop.

She screamed in pure agony, her voice echoing through the garden.

“Ah! No! Someone help! Please help! Forgive me, Lady Selene! Please forgive me!”

I didn’t react. I simply watched her, my gaze blank and steady, as if I were observing the weather rather than a woman dying in agony right before my eyes. Nobody could bear to watch it. Even Evelyn, Silas, and Princess Avery turned their faces away, unable to stomach the sight. The guards and the noblewomen looked anywhere but at the cage, their faces pale and sickened. Yet I remained completely still, my expression unchanging, and that seemed to scare them more than the screams themselves.

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