Rebirth of the Broken Luna A Second Chance at Luna's Heart novel Chapter 176

Chapter 176

XENOIS

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It was a sound of pure agony, high-pitched and desperate, echoing off the walls with enough force to make me wince. But it wasn’t my mother’s voice it was Sophia’s, and she sounded like she was being tortured.

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Thorne and I exchanged a single look before we both moved at the same time, pushing past my startled father and racing toward the source of the screaming. My heart was pounding with a mixture of fear and confusion as we ran through the hallways, following the sounds of distress to their origin.

We burst through the door of the main guest room to find a scene that made my brain struggle to process what I was seeing.

Sophia was tied to a chair in the center of the room, her body covered in what looked like hours worth of well planned out injuries.

Her face was swollen and bloody and she was barely recognizable, her scent was sour and bitter which made my nose wrinkle

unconsciously at the scent, her clothes were torn and stained, her hands bent at angles that clearly showed evidence multiple broken

bones. And standing over her with a red-hot poker pressed against her chest was my mother.

Silvia looked up as we entered, her expression showing nothing but mild annoyance at the interruption. There was no guilt or shame

in her eyes, no sign that she felt any remorse for what she was clearly in the middle of doing.

“Really, Samuel?” she said, rolling her eyes in exasperation. “I gave you one simple job – keep them away until I was finished. Was that

so difficult?”

I stood frozen in the doorway, my mind completely unable to reconcile the image of my elegant, refined mother with the scene of calculated torture playing out in front of me. This was Silvia, who hosted charity luncheons and organized pack social events. This was the woman who had raised me to believe in honor and justice and doing the right thing.

‘Mom?” I managed to croak out, my voice barely above a whisper.

Sophia’s head turned toward me, hope blazing in her battered features as she saw potential rescue arriving. “Xenois!” she cried, fresh tears streaming down her bruised cheeks. “Thank God you’re here! Your mother has gone completely insane! She’s been torturing me for

hours, saying the most horrible things…”

“We found Riley,” Thorne interrupted, his voice cold and hard as he stared at Sophia with obvious disgust. “We know what you did to

him. Xenois isn’t under your spell anymore.”

I watched Sophia’s face change as she realized that her carefully planned manipulation and lies were no longer working on me any longer. I saw the instance her eyes made the realization on her own. The fake vulnerability disappeared, replaced by something calculating

and desperate.

“That’s when my mother spoke up again, her voice casual as if she was discussing the weather. “Oh good, you found the boy, I was wondering how long it would take you to piece together that this bitch tried to murder him.”

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Chapter 176

“You knew?” I asked, staring at her in shock, she knew and didn’t say anything at the hospital. Only told me to go out and find Thorne.

“I know a lot of things, Silvia replied, pressing the poker a little deeper into Sophia’s chest and earning another scream. “For instance, I know she’s the one who killed Xena six years ago.”

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The words hit me like a physical blow. My sister. My beautiful, vibrant sister who had been found dead with Lumina standing over her body, a bloody knife in her hand.

“That’s impossible,” I said weakly, but even as I spoke the words, I could see the truth written in Sophia’s expression.

She must have realized that her time for playing innocent was over, because suddenly she was moving. The ropes that had been holding her to the chair somehow came loose, and she shoved my mother aside with desperate strength before bolting toward the door.

Rage like nothing I’d ever experienced flooded through my system as I lunged forward to stop her. My hand shot out and grabbed her arm, intending to pull her back into the room where she could face justice for her crimes.

There was a sickening tearing sound, followed by Sophia’s scream of absolute agony as she kept running while I remained standing in place.

I looked down at my hand in horror and disbelief. I was holding Sophia’s right arm. The entire limb, torn off at the shoulder, blood

still pumping from the severed arteries.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” my mother said, sounding more annoyed than disturbed by the gruesome scene. “Now I’m going to have to

replace this rug, and you’re paying for my dry cleaning bill.”

Thorne started to move toward the door, clearly intending to pursue Sophia, but my mother held up one hand to stop him.

‘Let her go,’ she said with a dismissive wave. “It just became a cat and mouse game, and it wouldn’t be fun if we caught her too

quickly. Besides, she’s not going to get very far with only one arm.”

Thorne stared at her in obvious disbelief. “Remind me never to get on your bad side,” he muttered.

My father appeared in the doorway behind us, took one look at the severed arm I was still holding, and calmly walked over to take it

from me like it was the most normal thing in the world.

“Are we doing the usual hunting game, dear?” he asked my mother pleasantly, wrapping the dismembered limb in a towel he’d

apparently brought for exactly this purpose.

“Of course,” Silvia replied, beginning to clean blood off the poker with another towel. ‘Give her a few hours head start, then we’ll track her down properly. Make it sporting.”

I stared at both of my parents, feeling like I was seeing them clearly for the first time in my life. “I was born into a family of psycho killers,’ I said to myself, the words coming out louder than I’d intended.

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