Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 301

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Chapter 301 Natalie Says She’s Not Lost

Chapter 301 Natalie Says She’s Not Lost

Natalie’s POV

The tow hum of the engraving machinery beneath the studio floor vibrated faintly through the polished walls.

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I stood alone beside the long crystal drafting table, my fingertips brushing lightly over the velvet–lined trays arranged beneath the white ceiling lamps.

Freshly completed pieces rested in perfect rows before me, each gemstone fitted flawlessly into its silver setting, each engraved rune sharp enough to satisfy even the ruthless standards of the old scribes.

Under the cold studio lighting, the jewelry shimmered like fragments of moonlight trapped beneath glass.

Nyx stirred lazily inside my consciousness, deeply pleased.

For a long moment, I simply stood there staring at the collection in silence, allowing the reality of it to settle fully into my chest.

Mine.

Every design line.

Every rune sequence. Every structural calculation. Every sketch drafted during sleepless nights beneath the cold attic lamps of the Summers estate.

The phone pressed against my ear vibrated softly as Baron’s steady breathing crossed the frequency.

“The physical samples turned out beautifully,” I murmured softly, lifting one of the bracelets beneath the light to inspect the engraved frost motifs along the inner band. “Your northern manufacturing teams executed the structural blueprint perfectly… There isn’t a single alignment flaw anywhere in the collection.”

A deep chuckle rolled through the speaker.

“Of course they did,” Baron replied lazily. “My queen personally drew those templates. If the production teams had ruined your designs, I would’ve buried the entire workshop under the river.”

I snorted quietly despite myself.

“You’re impossible.”

“And yet you married me anyway.”

The smile that touched my lips arrived before I could stop it.

There had once been a time when sharing my work with someone else felt dangerous.

But Baron…

Baron looked at my achievements the way starving travelers looked at firelight.

Like they were precious.

“You’ll see the completed collection tonight,” I said, sliding the bracelet carefully back onto its velvet stand. “I’m packing the

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finalized samples now. Renee already confirmed the first production line can begin next week.”

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“Good.” His voice lowered slightly as if he were stepping into a quieter corridor. “I’m heading toward the landing strip right now. Mom and Dad’s convoy crossed the northern border earlier than expected, so I’m picking them up personally before Jensen’s scouts sniff around the sector.”

At the mention of my parents, warmth spread quietly through my chest.

Waylon and Ruby had only recently found me again after losing twenty–five winters searching through false trails and manipulated records.

Even now, every time I remembered Ruby’s trembling voice calling me her daughter through the speaker line, something inside my ribs softened painfully.

“They arrived already?” I asked.

“Mhm. Your father apparently threatened three customs officers before the gates even finished opening.”

A helpless laugh escaped me.

“That sounds accurate.”

“And your mother’s been asking every twenty minutes whether the twins ate dinner.”

The image alone nearly melted my heart.

I gathered the finalized design sheets from the drafting table while Baron continued speaking.

“I probably won’t return to the villa for another hour,” he said. “Once you finish at the studio, head straight home and rest your channels for a while. Tonight’s dinner is going to turn into a full–scale territorial summit once Flynn starts arguing with your father.”

At the mention of Flynn, my amusement deepened.”

“What’s my brother doing now?”

“Currently?” Baron replied dryly. “Teaching Sean how to threaten people with butter knives.”

I closed my eyes briefly.

“Ancestors help us.”

“And Susie’s been painting tactical maps on the living room walls.”

“…You’re lying.”

“I wish I were.”

His laughter vibrated warmly through the bond again, carrying the quiet domestic contentment that still felt surreal some nights.

This.

This impossible peace.

Children laughing through the halls.

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My parents alive and safe.

A mate who treated my exhaustion like a sacred emergency.

A home that didn’t feel like a battlefield.

For years, I had survived by existing like a ghost inside other people’s lives..

Now the universe had abruptly handed me a family loud enough to shake mountains.

“All right,” I said softly. “I’ll head home now.”

“Good girl,” Baron murmured.

The simple praise sent warmth flickering beneath my skin.

“And Natalie?”

“Yes?”

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“Don’t overwork yourself trying to reorganize the launch schedules tonight. The council market can survive one evening without your claws around its throat.”

I rolled my eyes.

“I make no promises.”

“I know.”

The line disconnected with a soft click.

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For a moment, the laboratory became quiet again except for the distant machinery humming beneath the floors.

I stood motionless beside the drafting table, staring down at the jewelry collection while a strange ache pressed gently against pay chest.

Contentment.

The realization nearly startled me.

I slid the phone back into my blazer pocket and began organizing the finalized paperwork into my leather bag.

The order contract Renee had forwarded earlier remained tucked neatly between the production manifests, waiting for me to sketch the first draft tonight.

A private commission.

High payment.

Traditional Frost engraving work.

The type of assignment once could only dream about receiving

Everything really was changing.

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ifted the heavy inventory case from beside the workstation and moved toward the glass security doors leading out of the laboratory.

But the second the doors slid open, my steps halted.

Chris stood waiting outside the corridor wall like an unmoving sentry carved from stone.

His posture straightened instantly the moment he saw me

“Luna.”

My brows lifted slightly in surprise.

“Chris?” I adjusted my grip on the inventory case. “Why are you here instead of guarding the villa perimeter?”

His face brightened immediately.

Ever since learning Baron’s true identity as the ruler behind the Blackridge territories, Chris had become almost embarrassingly loyal to him.

“The son–in–law instructed me to escort you home personally,” Chris explained earnestly, stepping forward to relieve the weight of the inventory case from my hands before I could object. “He said the downtown district becomes unpredictable near evening traffic, and he didn’t want you returning alone.”

I stared at him for a long second.

Then I sighed.

Of course Baron did.

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“He genuinely believes I’m incapable of crossing the city by myself,” I muttered beneath my breath as we walked toward the private elevators.

Chris looked horrified by the accusation.

“No, no, Ms. Stone. The son–in–law said you’re extremely capable.”

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