Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 362

Natalie’s POV

Tremained motionless where I’d landed inside the broken observation window, fragments of reitdorced concrets scatterori arbune my boots.

My fingers slowly relaxed from the twisted iron bars I’d torn-free moments earlier

The steel rods struck the concrete with a heavy metallic clang.

Dust drifted through the air like gray snow.

Behind my ribs, Nyx prowled restlessly.

Without the silver restraints choking her strength, my wolf no longer felt caged.

Across the warehouse, panic had finally replaced arrogance.

James stood on the mezzanine landing, frozen.

His breathing had turned shallow.

His face, once twisted with confidence, had become the color of old ash.

The tiny remote control he’d clung to with desperate determination slipped from his trembling fingers.

Clack.

It bounced once against the grated metal floor.

Twice.

Then disappeared through the railing, landing somewhere below with a lonely echo.

He stared after it as though he couldn’t quite understand what had happened

His leverage…

His hostage…

His escape…

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Gone.

Everything was gone.

For the first time since we’d entered the warehouse, fear stripped him completely naked.

He wasn’t a commander anymore.

He was simply a man who had just realized death had arrived several minutes before he noticed.

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Dart meved.

I barely saw him.

One heartbeat he stood beside me.

The next…

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The warehouse floor exploded beneath his boots.

The reinforced concrete cracked in a spiderweb beneath the force of his acceleration as his massive body blurred across the open space with terrifying precision.

James barely managed to lift his head.

His eyes widened.

“No-”

Baron’s hand closed around his throat.

BOOM!

The impact shook the entire mezzanine.

Wood splintered.

Steel groaned.

The reinforced office wall caved inward as James’s body crashed into it with enough force to shatter every remaining observation

window.

Thousands of glittering fragments rained around them like crystalline hail.

James clawed frantically at Baron’s wrist.

His boots kicked uselessly against empty air.

His mouth opened…

No sound came out.

Only a strangled rasp.

Baron never tightened his grip out of rage.

He did it with terrifying calm.

His amber eyes never left James’s face.

“You brought silver into my territory.”

His voice was barely above a whisper.

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Yet every word seemed to weigh as much as iron.

“You hunted children.”

James shook violently.

Baron’s grip tightened another fraction.

“You laid hands on my mate.”

A sickening crack echoed through the office.

One of James’s shoulder joints gave way beneath the pressure.

His scream finally tore free.

Baron’s expression never changed.

“You were dead…”

His eyes burned like molten amber.

“…the moment you stepped into my clearing.”

With one effortless movement, he released his throat only to seize the front of James’s tactical vest.

Then-

He threw him.

James’s body flew through the shattered office doorway.

Time seemed to slow.

He crashed through the wooden railing.

The heavy support beams exploded into splinters.

Then gravity reclaimed him.

Fifteen feet below-

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CRACK!

His body struck the concrete with a sound that made several nearby tools bounce across the warehouse floor.

He slid across the dusty surface before collapsing into the narrow drainage trench running along the center aisle.

He twitched once.

Twice.

Then became perfectly still.

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Ne one moved toward him.

No one checked for signs of life.

There was nothing left to confirm.

The execution was complete.

A broken sob shattered the silence.

I turned.

Beth had collapsed beside the opened floor hatch.

Her knees struck the concrete so hard I heard bone hit stone.

She didn’t seem to notice.

Inside the narrow underground compartment…

Two frightened gray eyes stared upward.

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Donovan.

The little boy blinked against the sudden light flooding his prison.

His tiny hands still hugged his knees.

He hadn’t cried.

He hadn’t screamed.

He had simply waited.

“Baby…”

Beth’s voice cracked into something primal.

“My baby…”

She reached into the cramped compartment with trembling arms.

Donovan hesitated for barely a second.

Then recognition dawned.

“Mommy…”

The single word shattered every remaining wall inside the warehouse.

Beth broke.

Tears poured down her face as she pulled the small boy into her arms so tightly it looked as though she intended to fuse their bodies together.

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She Buried her face against his hair

Rocking.

Laughing.

Crying.

Whispering apologies over and over.

“I’m here…”

“I’m here…”

“I’m so sorry…”

“I’ve got you…”

Donovan finally began crying.

Just small, exhausted sobs against his mother’s shoulder as his tiny fingers clutched desperately at the thick wool blanket wrapped

around her.

I watched silently.

Behind me, Nyx lowered her head.

The instinct to hunt faded.

Another instinct took its place.

Protect.

A slow breath escaped my lungs.

The promise I’d made inside the flooded engine room… had been fulfilled.

The boy lived.

Beth lived.

The syndicate’s vault had fallen.

For the first time in what felt like forever…

I allowed myself to believe…

It was finally over.

For one impossible heartbeat, I thought it was over.

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Beth’s broken sobs echoed through the warehouse as she clung to Donovan, rocking him against her chest as though every breath he drew restored another piece of her own soul.

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Flynn had already secured the upper platform, his boots moving through shattered glass and twisted steel with practiced efficiency, confirming what we already knew.

No more guards.

No more hidden weapons.

No more escape routes.

The warehouse belonged to us now.

The silence settled slowly.

The trafficking ring that had hidden beneath these walls for years had ceased to exist.

I released the first deep breath I’d taken since boarding the Sovereign Leviathan.

The air tasted like rust.

Like dust.

Like freedom.

Then something inside me cracked.

My smile vanished.

The freezing sensation spread without warning.

It moved through my chest like liquid ice, slipping between my bones before racing into my shoulders and down both arms. My fingers stiffened instantly.

No…

Not now…

I inhaled sharply.

Nothing entered my lungs.

My chest expanded.

No air came.

Another pulse of agony followed

It slammed into my spine with such force that my knees buckled beneath me.

The warehouse tilted violently.

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