Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 385

Chapter 385 The Bitter Defiance

Chapter 385 The Bitter Defiance

Baron’s POV

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Natalie’s unsuppressed Frost lineage met the bullet head-on.

A wave of frost energy exploded across the white gravel, traveling through the mud like a jagged sheet of solid ice.

The heavy slug dropped to the dirt with a dull, frozen thud, its kinetic momentum completely liquidated.

“Loretta!” I roared, my baritone dropping into a sub-bass register so heavy it shook the bedrock beneath her grey transit rigs.

I launched myself forward across the frost-rimed gravel, closing the distance in a single high-velocity leap before she could chamber a second round.

My long tactical blade cut a clean, brutal downward arc through the black diesel smoke, shearing straight through the weapon’s iron receiver.

The antique war rifle snapped clean in half, its broken pieces clattering into the limestone dust.

I didn’t stop my momentum.

My right hand closed around Loretta’s throat armor with crushing, predatory torque, violently pinning her frame against the steel radiator grille of her lead transit rig.

The Raze current in my marrow burned at absolute baseline, my bared fangs inches from her tattered face.

“The account is foreclosed, Loretta,” I growled, the vibration shaking my entire bare chest. “Your mercenaries are broken in the silt Your alliance with Jensen is done, and your Moon Pack tokens are worthless. You have no variables left to run on this lane.”

Beside my shoulder, Natalie blurred to a halt, her gold eyes flaring with bright, predatory fire that turned the remaining electronic displays inside the Moon Pack vehicles into smoking, melted plastic.

Waylon, Ruby, and Flynn stepped up behind her flank, their heavy broadswords drawn and ready to slice through the remaining enforcers.

We had her completely cornered. The woman who had stolen my birthright five winters ago and tried to execute my kids was one motion away from absolute bloodline deletion.

But instead of begging for mercy, a slow, sickening smile bared her fangs through the grey spot on her cheeks

Adry, manic chuckle rattled deep within her chest, completely untroubled by the iron edge of my blade resting against her thigal “You always were too predictable, bastard,” Loretta whispered, her bloodshot amber eyes shitting slowly from my face toward the quiet, dark windows of the main estate house. “You think I brought thirty low-tier mercenaries into your front yard just to figh woman’s family? They were nothing but a diversion to draw your unsuppressed current away from the back thestiald

My fingers instinctively tightened agatrist her throat A cold spike of primitive fear slammed straight into my mainte doy

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“The children are already off the sheet, Alpha Loretta shrieked to my face, her voice cracking into high-pản malice that echoed off the stone facarte

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Chapter 385 The Bitter Defiance

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The exact moment my grey rigs blew through your front gates, my elite Moon Pack infiltration guards slipped through the willow grove blind spot and breached the rear nursery doors. They have Sean and Susie live on their wire right now.”

She leaned her skull forward against the pressure of my palm, her bloody smile widening into a terrifying mask of absolute

vengeance.

“Go ahead, Baron. Drive your blade through my core Finalize the Moon Pack lineage once and for all. But I promise you-the absolute second my life frequency flatlines on this driveway, my guards will pull their triggers. If I die on this white gravel today, your children die with me.”

Natalie’s POV

The words out of the old matriarch’s mouth hit the clearing like a multi-ton block of granite, instantly freezing the momentum of the entire Nomadic vanguard.

Behind my ribs, the wire of my fated mate bond with Baron thrashed with violent, suffocating friction, transmitting his raw, primeval panic straight into my own marrow channels.

“Don’t move a single muscle, Flynn,” I commanded softly, my voice smooth as velvet but dropping an octave into a register that turned the damp gravel beneath my boots into solid white frost sheets.

Waylon and Ruby froze in their tracks, their massive broadswords held mid-air as their golden irises fixed on the rear terrace doors.

The entire driveway became a suffocating vacuum of tension.

The mercenaries were down. Loretta’s rifle was broken. But the Moon Pack had established the ultimate leverage over our family

clearing.

Loretta’s manic laughter grew louder, her eyes wide with suicidal pride as she stared at Baron’s shaking, bleeding frame:

“The deeds to the Blackridge territory, Baron! The entire pack wealth transferred to my registry blocks right now, or the Blackridge line ends with your

babies!”

The ledger was perfectly stalled, and the next line would be written in blood

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