Fake Heiress True Luna (Irina) novel Chapter 69

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Chapter 69: The Fight Starts

Irina’s POV

I was done hearing their conversation.

Aiden let me go as I stepped forward, no longer bothering to mask the sound of my approach. The crunch of rubble beneath my bare feet was deliberate. I was letting my presence known.

They both turned.

Julie-no, Arlette-froze the moment her eyes met mine. The flickering torchlight cast her face in fractured shadows, but I saw it clearly-the tremor in her lips, the widening of her pupils. She knew. She knew I’d heard everything.

I’m sure she was using my parents to keep me under her thumb, but she couldn’t use that

anymore.

Harden, on the other hand, smiled. That cruel, knowing kind of smile that made my stomach twist. “Ah,” he said, his voice almost reverent. “The lost daughter returns.”

“Don’t,” I growled. The sound that left me wasn’t entirely human.

Aiden stepped up beside me. “Now I understand why I never liked you.”

He smiled back. “Is that so, Alpha Keaton?”

“Yeah, I could smell your s**t for a mile away,” Aiden replied confidently.

“And yet you treated Irina like she was a plague for years, despite your feelings for her,” He chuckled. “Poor Aiden…”

His fists clenched by his sides, but he didn’t counter.

Aiden still felt guilty because of what he did.

“I’m surprised you are even here, Aiden, considering how you treated her during the Alpha Gathering not so long ago,” He continued. “In fact, a little birdie told me you brought another woman to Blue Moon and were quite intimate, yet you stand here next to her.”

He was trying really hard to make me turn on Aiden, but there is one piece of information they don’t know yet.

I’m glad I followed Theia’s advice. If they had seen my wolf, just know I’m sure they would have noticed I was no longer just an omega.

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Aiden stepped closer, and Harden met him. The light finally allowed me to see his face, and I was astonished by what I saw.

He was young, perhaps a year or two older than Aiden.

The hell?

“If I have to guess, I’m sure Arlette is helping him with her magic,” Theia explained.

“To stay young?” She nodded.

“That bastard is way older than he looks, and you know some witches can avoid aging by using their magic, and cloaking spells work like a charm.”

My nails dug into my palms. I can’t believe these two thought they could play with my life.

Who knows what else they did?”

“Stop playing games,” I hissed. “I know everything now. You took me from my parents. You killed the real daughter of Blue Moon after swapping me in her place, only to come on my eighteenth birthday and make everyone hate me. Did I miss anything?”

Her head snapped toward me. “You are still ignorant.”

“Then enlighten me,” I spat.

Her eyes glowed faintly red, veins of light threading through her skin. “Why should I? You are just a brat, one who had it all and couldn’t-”

“A brat? I trained all my life and never took anything for granted, but regardless. You killed my parents out of jealousy for a bond that was never yours, but what I don’t understand still is why you had to go after my people. You knew I wasn’t there, so the question is…” I stepped forward, and Aiden tried to pull me back, perhaps scared that they could harm me, but I released my true aura to let him know I was fine.

The moment my true power surfaced, they both gasped. Arlette looked mortified; she never expected to see this side of me. She made sure I could never, ever wake it up.

Harden, on the other hand, looked pleased. “When did you find out I was an Enigma?” I asked, my voice low-too calm for the storm building up inside me.

The air trembled with my aura. Dust lifted from the floor in soft spirals, and the torches along the wall flared brighter, their flames bending toward me as if drawn to my pulse. Arlette took a step back. The color drained from her face, and her lips parted like she wanted to say

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Harden, though, smiled. That same venomous grin that made my stomach twist. “Oh, I would love to know myself. I’m sure she wasn’t aware when she killed your parents. That much I know.” I flinched. “Perhaps it happened when she infiltrated that rogues’ den. He was referring to Kratos’s-no, my parents’-home. “One day, she told me she wanted them gone. I’m sure everything she told me then were lies, but I believed her, and besides, killing a few of those rotten mutts is a service to our society.”

I was dumbfounded. He talked about ending lives as if it were discussing a menu for the day, like murder was just another ingredient to be measured and tossed aside.

“You are so rotten, I don’t think there is any saving for you two,” I growled, losing my patience.

Arlette with my parents’ life. She thought she had the right to decide who my father should be with, and when he didn’t follow her rules, she killed him.

Harden… he is a psychopath on a whole different level.

Harden tilted his head. “We don’t need saving, Irina. We just need you to behave like a good girl and play your part.”

He tried to lunge forward, but a blur passed by my side, capturing his hand and slamming Harden against the wall. “I’ll fight him; you end this,” Aiden instructed.

He was not ordering me this time; he was letting me know I could focus on the woman who tried to destroy my life for years.

I nodded and turned my head to focus on Arlette. She smirked faintly, though her lips. trembled. “You think you can stop me, child?” she hissed. The crimson glow under her skin. intensified as she lifted her hands, murmuring an incantation I couldn’t quite catch. The air around us rippled-like heat waves distorting a horizon-and before I could counter it, the ground beneath my feet disappeared.

A violent pull yanked at my chest, like being ripped through water too thick to breathe. My body lurched, my stomach twisting as the world around me spun into streaks of color and light.

Then-silence.

The air was colder here. I landed hard on uneven stone, the echo of my breath bouncing off walls carved from the same damp rock as before. The torches here flickered weakly, painting the space in faint orange hues.

I straightened slowly, brushing dust off my palms, my eyes narrowing as they adjusted. A

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spell circle still glimmered faintly at my feet-Arlette’s handiwork-but it was fading fast, the runes cracking and sizzling out one by one.

A low chuckle reached my ears. “You shouldn’t have come here alone,” she said, stepping out of the shadows. Her tone was confident, but I noticed it-the faint tremor in her aura, the uneven flicker of her power. She was already tiring.

I rolled my shoulders, letting my own energy hum beneath my skin. “You really think this changes anything?”

Her smile faltered for half a heartbeat before returning. “You are just a wolf, I’m a witch. Do you have any idea what we can do?”

I took a step forward, the sound of my bare feet echoing sharply against the stone. “Do you have any idea what I can do?”

She frowned.

“I can see your power is not as strong as before. Perhaps you need to catch your breath?”

“Aiden is still near,” Theia said, and I felt a huge weight lift from my shoulders.

I knew we weren’t far away because I hadn’t felt the distance pains, but I wanted to make

sure he was fine.

“You are so insolent, just like your mother,” she spat.

I only laughed. “You’re fading, Arlette. I can feel it. You dragged me somewhere close, didn’t you?” My lips curved into a smirk. “Because you can’t take me far without collapsing, right?”

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