Eighth-Born Luna (Emily and Nathan) novel Chapter 136

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Chapter 136

Emily’s POV

I grabbed the dagger.

Nathan and Liam reacted instantly.

“Emily!”

“What the hell are you doing?” Nathan snarled.

“Put it down,” Liam added quickly.

But I barely heard them. The second my fingers wrapped around the hilt, something moved. Not physically. Inside

1. ne.

The ruby flashed a dark, angry crimson. The blade pulsed once against my skin like a heartbeat. Alive. The dagger

was alive.

Nathan stepped toward me. “Emily, put it down. Right now.”

I tightened my grip instead, my entire body trembling violently. “It hates me,” I whispered in shock.

The witch froze. “What?”

“It’s resisting me.” My pulse raced harder. “Like it doesn’t want me touching it.”

Power flooded through my veins suddenly. Wild. Burning. Every sealed piece of myself ripped wide open. My >hantom wolf. The healing. The shields. All five gifts surged awake inside me so violently I nearly choked on the

¡udden rush.

“Oh…”

Nathan stared at me, his eyes searching mine. “What do you

I lifted my head slowly. “Free.”

feel?

Everything went completely still. Then, suddenly, my eyes shifted toward the broken Alpha lying motionless in he bed. An awful thought hit me instantly. What if-

“I want to test something.”

“No.” Nathan’s Alpha command slammed through the room, heavy and lethal. The entire cottage seemed to

shake under the force of it. Even Liam stiffened.

But not me. Not anymore.

I slowly turned toward Nathan. “Don’t ever use your Alpha command on me again.” A faint silver light flickered just beneath my skin. “Because I can use my Luna powers too.”

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walked toward the bed before anyone could stop me. The witch panicked instantly. Liam caught her around the watst before she could reach me. “Emily, don’t touch him…”

I looked down at the broken Alpha. “If you had just come to me…” I whispered softly. “Maybe none of this

would’ve happened.”

The witch’s eyes filled with pure terror. “You don’t understand what you’re doing.”

Maybe not. But I understood one thing: I was done being powerless.

I placed one hand carefully against the Alpha’s chest and kept the dagger clenched tightly in the other.

The witch lunged toward me instantly. “STOP! You’ll kill him!” she shrieked.

My heart pounded violently. Maybe she was right. Maybe this was stupid. Maybe this was going to destroy all of

Is. But deep inside, something whispered that everything will be alright.

“Well,” I whispered shakily. “Guess we’re about to find out.”

And then, the ruby exploded with light.

Power ripped out of me so violently I screamed. White light burst across my skin, racing through my veins before

>ouring from my hands straight into the dying Alpha’s body.

Titus arched violently against the bed. For one horrifying second, I thought I’d killed him.

Then suddenly, he gasped. A real breath.

Life flooded back into his face as color returned slowly to his skin. The emptiness inside his eyes cracked apart.

‘…Zynair…”

The witch made a broken sound, somewhere between a sob and a scream.

Liam released her, and she practically collapsed beside the bed, grabbing Titus’s face with trembling hands. “Oh, hank Emily…” Tears streamed down her face instantly. “You’re here… you’re here…”

The Alpha blinked slowly, like he was waking from a nightmare.

I swayed dangerously where I stood. Nathan caught me, pulling me against his chest before my knees gave out

Completely.

“Emily.” His voice sounded sharp now. Worried. Too worried.

The witch looked up at me like she couldn’t even understand what she was seeing. “You heated him…..”

I shook my head weakly. “No.” My breathing came uneven now. “Not fully.”

Everyone looked at me. I stared at the Titus carefully, still feeling the strange energy inside him. “It’s like…” I frowned weakly. “There’s a leak inside him.”

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The witch froze

“His power keeps draining out,” I whispered. “I only stabilized him. To fully heal him…” My stomach twisted. “It would take more.”

The witch stared at me in absolute shock. Nathan’s grip tightened protectively around my waist.

“That’s enough,” he said angrily.

But I barely heard him, because the dagger still pulsed violently in my hand. Alive. Hungry.

Nathan looked down at it sharply. “Emily.” His voice turned dangerous. “Drop the dagger.”

Only then did I realize my fingers were trembling uncontrollably around the hilt. “It doesn’t want to let go,” I whispered.

‘What?”

“It’s resisting.”

Nathan’s entire body went rigid instantly. “Liam.” His voice cut sharply through the room. “Take it.”

“Gladly.” Liam grabbed the black cloth from the table and carefully wrapped it around the blade.

The second the ruby disappeared beneath the fabric, the pressure inside my head vanished. I nearly collapsed. Nathan caught me again.

“Okay.” His voice hardened. “That’s enough heroics for today.”

Liam stared openly at the recovering Alpha in disbelief. “…Your powers are terrifying.”

Despite everything, I smirked weakly. “You haven’t seen my wolf roar yet.”

Liam looked genuinely concerned. “That sentence somehow made me feel worse.”

“Now Stella,” I said immediately.

Nathan stared at me like I’d completely lost my mind. “Emily.”

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