Eighth-Born Luna (Emily and Nathan) novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103

Nathan’s POV

I grabbed the witch, my fingers locking into her hair as I slammed her against the rocky wall near the cave entrance.

“Where is it?” I snarled. “Where’s your damn portal?”

She cried out, her nails scratching at my wrist. I was here! I swear it was!”

The tunnel in front of us was a graveyard of shattered rock

“They destroyed it,” the witch gasped. “They’re smarter than you think. There was a portal inside the mountain, but it’s gone now. Look for yourself.”

For a second, the urge to end her right there was overwhelming. Instead, I shoved her away from me.

“Blake!”

My Beta stepped up immediately.

“Maps. Now.”

He dropped several old territory maps while Liam and guards gathered around us.

The witch rubbed her scalp shakily while I stared at her.

“Do it again,” I ordered coldly. “Use your crystals. Find another portal.”

“There might not be another active now-”

“Stop talking and do it.”

The air around me cracked with Alpha pressure.

The witch swallowed hard and quickly pulled out the small crystal pendant hanging from her neck. Dark energy

lickered through the stone as she closed her eyes.

The woods went still. The rustle of the trees stopped.

I looked toward the dark peaks of the mountains ahead. Somewhere in that wasteland, she was waiting.

I’m coming for you, sweetheart.

No matter what I have to burn to get there.

Emily’s POV

The moment I stepped inside, nausea twisted my stomach.

Silas sat near the fire He was shirtless, his massive chest covered in jagged scars. Black veins spread from the wound along his side like poison crawling beneath his skin.

The closer I got, the worse the smell became.

It smelled like decay. Like something that should have died a long time ago.

“Come here,” he said, his voice dangerous.

Every instinct I had told me to run, but the silver collar around my neck hummed against my skin. It was a cold

reminder of who owned me here!

I forced my feet to move. Silas watched me with pale, amused eyes, like a cat watching a bird.

“Let’s see if you’re useful,” he murmured.

He twirled a silver dagger in his hand. A big red ruby was set in the handle, and the sight of it made my power stir.

It felt like it was reaching deep inside me, pulling my power out and forcing me to use it.

I knelt beside him and reached out, pressing my palm near the black, pulsing wound.

The second my power touched him, pain exploded through my body.

I gasped sharply. This wasn’t just a cut or a bite. Something ancient and foul was pushing back against my power.

“What is this?” I whispered.

Silas leaned back, enjoying the way I flinched.

“My punishment from Moon Goddess,” he said.

A chill ran down my spine as the black veins pulsed beneath his skin again.

“She was my first mate,” he said casually. “My first Euna.”

“What happened?” I asked, my voice barely a thread.

Silas smiled. It wasn’t warm, and it wasn’t sad. It was just a hollow, empty curve of his lips.

“I killed my mate, my Luna.”

Cindy stepped out from the corner. I hadn’t even noticed her standing there. The second we left the chambers and

the heavy doors shut behind us, I grabbed her arm.

Take me to Declan. Quickly,” I whispered.

Cindy searched my face for a second but didn’t argue.

She immediately turned, leading me quickly through the corridors until we reached Declan’s chambers.

The moment the doors opened, he looked up from his desk immediately.

I turned to Cindy. “Please. Leave us.”

Her brows pulled together. “Emily—”

“This conversation is only between me and him.” “I kept my voice steady.

She clearly didn’t like it.

Her fingers tightened briefly around the silver ribbon at her throat before she finally stepped back into the hallway.

The doors shut behind her. I immediately looked at Declan.

He caught the look on my face instantly, his eyes narrowing. He already knew I’d realized something.

“What happened?” he asked, his voice low.

I stepped closer, my heart thumping against my ribs.

“What if we could actually kill him?” I asked. “What if we could end the King?”

Declan went completely still.

‘Emily…”

I swallowed hard, looking him straight in the eye. “But I need your help to do it.”

Declan stared at me for a long moment.

Then slowly…he smiled.