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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.

Emma’s skin turned deathly pale as the cage tightened around her. She grew weaker and weaker with every passing second, her voice fading from desperate screams to broken whimpers. The poisonous needles dug deeper, injecting venom that kept her conscious and feeling every ounce of pain. Her body hardened as the cage continued shrinking, slowly crushing her from the outside while the poison worked from within. In her final moments, the bones inside her snapped one by one with sickening cracks, until there was nothing left but a broken, mangled form that barely resembled a person.

Devourer finally turned back into a small hairpin and flew gracefully to my hair, settling itself neatly as if nothing had happened. Emma’s dried-up, broken body lay on the grass, lifeless, twisted, and unrecognizable.

I looked at her for a long moment. Since she liked bullying people so much, she deserved exactly this for daring to touch what belonged to me. Just because I hadn’t acted before didn’t mean I couldn’t. I simply hadn’t had the time. But now, she crossed a line she should never have crossed.

I thought calmly before turning my gaze to everyone else. The garden was deathly silent. People were breathing hard, staring at me as if I were some kind of demon that had stepped out of their worst nightmares. Sienna’s entire arrogant demeanor had shattered. She collapsed onto the floor, her body weak and trembling with raw fear.

I smiled softly, tilting my head as I looked down at her.

“I hope you don’t mind me. I was just punishing your servant for you. After all, you’re very special to me, Sienna. We have a long way to go together.”

My voice was gentle, almost affectionate, but the meaning behind it was anything but. The promise I had made in my past life was no longer just words. It was happening.

And this was only the beginning.

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