Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255 The Fall Of Sharon

Chapter 255 The Fall Of Sharon

Sharon’s POV

I stared at the amber glass vial, my mind spinning backward.

No.

This isn’t happening.

It can’t be.

I had paid the hackers.

I had paid that idiot – Johnson’s private security team.

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I had overseen the systematic deletion of every scrap of surveillance footage from the clinic, the warehouse, and the surrounding streets.

Those files were supposed to be ashes.

How were they still released?

Who could have possibly bypassed the triple-encrypted firewalls?

Who?

Who had done this to me?

Natalie.

The name tasted like venom on my tongue.

It had to be Natalie.

Or rather, the terrifying power of the Stone Pack standing directly behind her now.

She was systematically stripping me of everything I had stolen from her.

I scrambled up from the silk pillows despite my frail state as I dragged my body across the mattress.

ľ

I reached out with my good hand, my fingers clawing at the wool of Jensen’s sleeve, clutching his arm desperately as hot, heavy tears began to track through the smeared makeup on my cheeks.

“Jensen, please… you have to believe me!” I sobbed.

“I was framed! This is a deepfake! It’s all Al-generated… it’s not really me on those tapes! Natalie’s father… the Stone Pack has rogue technicians who can manufacture anything! They hate the Nightfang, Jensen! They’re using me to destroy your pack’s standing! Please, look at me! It’s a lie!”

Jensen didn’t pull away.

He stood completely rigid.

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So the fake moon sickness wasn’t you?” he asked, each word dripping with venom.

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“Or the affair with Johnson? Or the night you had Natalie injected with paralytic drugs, left her bound to a structural pillar in a burning warehouse, and made absolutely sure I carried you out first while she was forced to watch through the smoke? Was all of that fake too?”

Before the final syllable could leave his lips, his hand shot out.

His fingers, hard as stone, clamped around my throat.

The impact slammed me backward against the headboard, the back of my skull cracking against the wood.

I froze in absolute fear.

How the fuck did he find out about all these?

My body began to tremble so hard I could hear the faint clicking of my teeth.

There was no denying this… I can’t deny what he already knows.

“Jensen… I was wrong! I was wrong!” I choked out, his hands still clamped around my neck. “Please… don’t kill me! I beg you… don’t kill me!”

Seeing the absolute surrender in my eyes, the light in Jensen’s gaze burned hotter.

His rage multiplying.

“How can you be so utterly vile?” Jensen whispered, his voice vibrating against my skin.

“Sharon, the only reason your heart is still beating inside this room right now is because you saved my life from that wreckage five years ago. Because of that missing rib, I owe you a blood-debt./Otherwise, today wouldn’t be a legal meeting; today would have been your execution by the pack enforcers.”

He tightened his grip for one agonizing second before his tone leveled.

“I’ll make sure the enforcers don’t drag you off to a cell for the warehouse arson… that is my last act of mercy, my last favor to the girl I used to know. Sign the mate dissolving papers. Behave yourself, go to the outer villa, and as long as you never dare to provoke Natalie or step into her sight again, I’ll see to it you live out your days in physical comfort. But if you cross me again, if you so much as whisper her name to a servant, don’t blame me for forgetting what you did for me five years ago.”

With a rough, disgusted movement, he released his grip and shoved me away.

I collapsed against the pillows, gasping for air, a choking sob tearing from my bruised throat.

But before I could even draw a full breath, the shadow of the family doctor fell over the bed.

He didn’t look at me with pity.

His latex gloved hand shot out, his fingers pinching my jaw with a bruising force that forced my mouth open.

“No! Get away from me!” I thrashed, kicking my legs wildly beneath the heavy duvet, trying to clear the mattress

I reached out with my good hand to strike him, but Hansel stepped forward, his heavy hand pinning my wrist to the sheets.

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The doctor tipped the amber vial, and the thick, chemical-scented abortive medicine was poured directly down

my

throat.

I tried to spit it out, to chake it back, but he held my nose until the reflex forced me to swallow the bitter, burning liquid.

I wept and struggled against their hold, my chest heaving with a mixture of terror and rage, but without a wolf’s strength, I couldn’t break free from even their lighter restraints.

When they finally stepped back, Hansel reached into his coat pocket and silently handed Jensen a crisp white tissue.

Jensen took it without a word.

He stood at the foot of the bed, his back slightly turned to me, and began to wipe his fingers one by one.

His movements were slow and deliberate as though he were scrubbing away a physical contamination, as if the very touch of my- skin had left a rot on his palms.

saw it from the corner of my eye – the sight of his disgust.

My body shook uncontrollably with a mixture of rage and complete helplessness.

The medicine wouldn’t work instantly but the physiological outcome for the child in my womb was already inevitable.

The shield was gone.

Jensen tossed the tissue into the wastebasket and moved farther from me.

The senior advisor stepped forward, his expression cold as he laid the heavy, cream-colored pages of the mate dissolving agreement onto the duvet before me, extending a sleek black pen.

My eyes widened as I skimmed the legal text.

My breath caught in my chest, a sudden fury overriding the terror of moments before.

The document didn’t just strip me of the Luna title; it stripped me of my future.

According to the terms, I was to renounce every claim to the pack, every piece of real connection to him and the family. I was being exiled from the pack lines with nothing but a single, flat payout of ten million dollars in alimony.

Ten million for something I had spent five years positioning myself to inherit.

My composure shattered completely.

The submissive, pitiful act I had been playing evaporated instantly.

“Jensen, this is a joke!” I screamed, slamming my good hand against the mattress as I glared up at him.

“I am the legal Luna of the Nightfang Pack! If we dissolve our mate bond, under the foundational martial codes of this territory, ! am entitled to half of your personal assets and half of the pack’s holdings! You think you can just use me, keep me around until it’s inconvenient, and then throw me away with just ten million dollars? Dream on, Jensen! I’ll take this to the High Council: I went Sign it!”