Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172 Moonmilk Café Scandal

POV

The interior of Baron’s luxury SUV felt like a different world – silent, comfortable and smelling faintly of blood?

But my mind was still back at the station, processing what Baron had just told me.

I had never expected things to unfold like this.

I had prepared myself for Jensen’s obsession and Sharon’s spite, but the cold–blooded poisoning of her own mother was a depravity I hadn’t accounted for.

Baron reached over, his hand steady as he adjusted the climate control.

“Someone like Sharon never had a conscience, Natalie. Growing up abused in the countryside, starved of power and status, it’s no wonder her heart turned dark?

He paused, setting back my escaped hair behind my ears.

“But for her to poison her own mother… that’s not something an ordinary person could do. It takes a specific kind of monster to kill the one person who actually fought to bring them home.”

He looked at me, his golden eyes searching my face.

“I wonder if Quincy regrets it,” he said.

“Choosing Sharon over you… especially now, when she’s being eaten alive by what she raised.”

I leaned back against the leather seat, a cold feeling settling in my marrow.

“I don’t care what she thinks, Baron, Nor do I want to. What I want to know is–if Sharon is currently involved in a murder case, and she’s rolling around in a drug–induced stupor with a random stranger… isn’t that explosive enough for the evening news?”

I turned to him, a predatory spark igniting in my chest.

I wanted to see the end of it.

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I wanted to see the look on Jensen’s face when he realized his “dying” mate was the architect of her own disgrace.

Baron already knew what I had set in motion back at the Moonmilk Café before I left for the mall.

Hearing me say this made a wicked amusement dance in his eyes.

He let out a soft, dark laugh.

“Then why don’t I go with you to watch the show? It’s a shame to waste a front–row seat on such a tragedy.”

I caught the glint in his gaze.

“Alright. Thanks”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

Thad only planned to buy a couple of outfits for the twins and head home to my kids

Chapter 172 Moonmilk Café Scandal

But with one bombshell after another, I found myself more and more eager to see the spectacle.

I wanted to witness the moment Sharon Summers was erased from the pack.

Baron immediately tapped the partition and told the driver to head for the Moonmilk Café.

By the time we arrived, the area was a sea of flashing lights and chaos,

The Diamond District was swarming with people.

I saw Hansel through the window – Jensen’s loyal Beta pacing the sidewalk like a caged animal.

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en one of the few people in the pack who cared about me… he had defended me multiple times but now…

than the last time I saw him.

pack of wolves in suits, currently blocking Hansel from the entrance.

ed as reporters were ushered in through the front doors with a nod from the security detail, while the guards and Hansel shoved back, their faces purple with rage.

ven Jensen couldn’t come out.

No one outside knew exactly what was

Hansel was frantic, pacing like an an

Earlier, the recorded conversatio

It had already blown up acro

pper lounges, and all they could do was wait anxiously.

phone glued to his ear.

and me had been broadcast live by the Accord.

I raised a brow as I tec

“Your doing?”

No one but

Baron

g, but I already knew the answer.

ublic space in the South.

ief crossing his face.

my mate… if he dared think he could reach for what is mine, i have to make sure he loses all face Besides, If the Accord breaks him publicly, the Pack has no choice but to collapse. And when it shim.”

Swords hitting me. “What?”

understood at once.

ed as the Alpha by the Accord for crimes like this.

a slow smile spreading across my face. “Once the world sees him for who he is

a thief and a cheat – the Nightfang

all and be without an Alpha, do you plan to swoop in and take charge while he’s dethroned?”

@gged.

Chapter 172 Moonmilk Café Scandal

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Exactly. If he dares covet my mate again, I’ll make sure his Pack changes hands. I’d like to see if he’s truly willing to abandon the Nightfang throne for a ghost. I’m just giving him the nudge he needs.”

I had no objection.

If Baron wanted to dismantle the Nightfang Pack I would provide the ammunition.

“So how do we get inside? Hansel looks like he’s about to start biting people.”

“Follow me.”

Baron took my hand, his grip warm and grounding.

He led me out of the car, not toward the front where the media was screaming, but through a narrow alleyway to a discreet back entrar ce.

One of my enforcers stood there, nodding as he opened the heavy steel door.

Inside, the staff and the security stood to attention the moment they saw us.

“Hello, Alpha! Luna!”

I followed Baron up the plush, carpeted stairs toward the VIP lounges.

The reporters had just been allowed onto the second floor and were eager to push further.

They were huddled near the end of the hallway, their cameras held high.

The lounge wasn’t soundproof… not when the people inside were as far gone as Sharon and the beggar.

Sharon’s voice spilled out into the hallway, sharp and utterly unrecognizable.

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