Rise Of A Shattered Luna (Natalie) by Kave Derry novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97 The Scar Revealed

Chapter 97 The Scar Revealed

Natalie’s POV

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I had squeezed my eyes shut, praying to a god I didn’t believe in, and pulled.

The sound was sickening as blood gushed out the instant the blade was free, hot splatters painting my face and stinging my eyes.

The copper taste of it hit my tongue, and for a second, the world turned white.

“Ah!” The scream tore through my throat.

“Shut up!” The man’s voice was a sharp, growl that cut through my scream.

Even with a hole in his chest, his authority was absolute. “Do you want the police here? Do you want to explain why a child is standing over a corpse with a knife? Press the wound! Now grab the medicine from my inner pocket!”

‘I’m not a child,‘ I wanted to snap but the words died in my throat.”

I moved like a puppet as I pressed down my hand on the hole in his chest.

With my other hand, I fumbled frantically inside his heavy coat, my fingers going through the silk lining until they found a small glass vial.

I knew one thing with absolute, terrifying clarity; I couldn’t get tangled in a scandal.

I was a Summers.

I was the girl who had run away to prove she could be a master transcriber, the one who her parents thought was on a school trip.

If I was dragged into a police station, if my name appeared in a report next to a stabbing in a back alley, the journey would be over

My years of training would be wasted, and my parents‘ expectations would shatter into a million pieces that they would use to cut me for the rest of my life.

So I did as the dying man said.

I forced the medicine into his mouth and kept my weight on the wound, watching the way his jaw clenched in agony.

Gradually, the frantic pulsing slowed.

The bleeding slowed but the sight of his torn flesh left me shaking in a way that felt like a seizure

I collapsed back onto the wet stones, panting hard.

The man went still.

“H–hey.” I stammered, my voice breaking. I stared at his face, which was barely moving in the moordight D. nt pau dare something! You can’t die yet! Please!”

1 nudged his boots with my foot, desperate for a sign of life.

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Chapter 97 The Scar Revealed

My heart leapt into my throat.

Ooh shit.

He was dead.

I had killed him.

Or the knife had.

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Either way, I was standing over a body.

Panic took the wheel as I turned and bolted toward the alley.

But after only three steps, I stopped. A sob caught in my throat… I couldn’t just leave him with nothing.

With a whimper of pure desperation, I spun back. I reached into my satchel and threw my wallet and my cheap travel phone beside him; the only things I had that could buy him a chance or a phone call if he woke up.

“You promised,” I whispered shakily. “We never met. You’re a ghost, and I was never here.”

Then I ran for my life, never looking back.

By the time I staggered into my hostel room, a fever was already brewing.

I collapsed on the floor, the copper scent of the alley still clinging to my hair.

The archive research, the competition for the translation grant… it all went on without me while I lay in a delirious sweat.

When I finally returned home, pale and hollow–eyed, my parents didn’t ask about my health.

They scolded me harshly for lying and being a disgrace to the family.

If only they knew the night I had.

I locked the memory away so deep that I became the Natalie who didn’t remember the blood on her hands.

Until now.

Back in the villa, the present rushed in like a wave.

My gaze locked onto the faint scar that peeked out from the collar of Baron’s shirt.

My vision blurred as the two images; the dying man in the rain and the Alpha standing before me slid into pertant alignment.

it had been him.

The man I had saved the bastard” who had held my ankle and forced me to become a turvon in the dark was the same fa who had ricked everything just to rebuild my face.

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Chapter 97 The Scar Revealed

Shauna’s eyes went wide, her medical tablet nearly slipping from her hands.

Sean and Susie, who had been hovering near the door, gawked at me in stunned silence.

Then, realizing they were seeing more of their father than they usually did, they both slapped their hands over their eyes thoug their tiny fingers left just enough of a gap to peek through.

Baron blinked, momentarily caught off guard by my sudden brazenness.

Then, his chest rumbled. A low, dark chuckle vibrated through the air.

“So eager, Natalie?” he teased, his voice dropping into that deep tone that always made my toes curl. “But sweetheart, your body still healing. It’s not ready for… anything too vigorous just yet. We have time.”

I froze, my fingers still tangled in the ruins of his expensive silk shirt. I looked down and saw his broad chest, dominated by the very scar I had been looking for; a thick, silver mark right over his heart. Then I looked at the children.

I flushed a deep crimson, realizing exactly how the scene must have looked to anyone else.

“Bargn! Don’t talk nonsense!” I fumbled, trying to pull the fabric back together, only to realize I had ripped half the buttons clean away.

There was no closing it.

Mortified, I spun away from him, my face feeling like it was literally on fire.

Shauna coughed discreetly into her hand, her laugh impossible to contain. “Ahem. Perhaps I should go check on the tonic for Yvonne. This is… quite a lively recovery session.”

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