The Rise Of The Betrayed Luna (Amorah and Holmes) novel Chapter 154

Chapter 154: Irreplaceable Woman

Chapter 154: Irreplaceable Woman

Amorah POV

I noticed something was wrong with Zane before breakfast was even finished, He barely touched his food, and every few minutes I caught him looking at me before quickly looking away again.

Normally, he would have argued with Kyra about something by now. Instead, he sat quietly with his shoulders tense and his thoughts obviously somewhere else.

Kyra finally pointed her fork at him across the table. “You’re being weird”

“I’m not,” Zane replied immediately.

“You are.”

“No, I’m not.”

“You haven’t insulted my decorating ideas all morning.”

Zane frowned. “That doesn’t prove anything.”

“It proves everything.”

I laughed softly. The sound seemed to ease some of the tension in the room.

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Conrad sat beside me and brushed his fingers lightly against my hand beneath the table.

His touch was small and reassuring, and lately I found myself leaning toward that comfort without even thinking about it.

After breakfast, the four of us moved upstairs to continue working on the nursery.

The baby had grown enough that preparing the room no longer felt like something distant waiting in the future.

It felt real now.

Kyra immediately claimed control over the entire project. She carried color samples around the room and spoke with the confidence of an architect designing a palace.

“The baby needs cheerful colors,” she declared.

“The baby won’t care about colors,” Zane replied.

“That is a ridiculous opinion.”

“The baby literally can’t read.”

Kyra stared at him. “We’re talking about paint.”

“Oh.”

Conrad turned away quickly to hide a smile.

I lowered myself carefully into a chair and watched them continue arguing. My stomach felt heavier these days, and even simple tasks exhausted me faster than before.

The baby shifted suddenly.

I placed a hand over my stomach automatically.

Conrad noticed immediately. “Everything okay?”

“Yes.”

He still walked over and kissed my forehead anyway.

The simple gesture warmed me more than it should have.

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Hours passed while Kyra reorganized decorations at least five different times. Every time she finished, she decided she hated it and started over again.

By afternoon, even Zane looked exhausted.

“This room looked better three hours ago,” he muttered.

“It looked unfinished.”

“It still looks unfinished.”

“You lack vision.”

“I have survival instincts.”

Chapter 154 Irreplaceable Woman

Kyra threw a pillow at him.

the pillow hit his face directly.

Conrad laughed so hard he nearly dropped the shelf he was assembling

Watching them together felt strangely comforting. Somewhere along the way, this stopped feeling temporary.

This felt like family.

The thought should have scared me.

Instead, it felt right.

Later that evening, after the nursery work finally ended, Zane approached me while Conrad carried boxes downstairs.

His expression looked serious enough that my stomach tightened immediately.

“Can we talk?” he asked quietly.

“Of course.”

He pulled out his tablet and opened an old photograph.

My heartbeat slowed. It was the transport photograph again.

The same one that had been recovered from the archives.

“Look closely,” Zane said.

I studied the image.

At first, I only saw what I had already noticed before. Three children. Blurry faces. Damaged image quality.

Then my eyes landed on something near the edge of the photograph.

A stuffed wolf toy.

Everything inside me froze.

“No,” I whispered.

Zane swallowed hard.

“You recognize it?”

I couldn’t answer immediately. My hands had started trembling.

The toy looked worn and faded in the photograph, but I knew every detail. The torn ear. The stitched paw. The crooked smile.

It had belonged to me.

“I used to sleep with this every night,” I said quietly.

Neither of us spoke.

A strange pressure built inside my chest. Memories began surfacing unexpectedly.

Not clear memories. Fragments and pieces.

I remembered sleeping in unfamiliar rooms.

I remembered traveling at night.

I remembered strange adults whose faces I could no longer see clearly.

I remembered being told not to answer questions.

Not to tell anyone my real name. Not to trust strangers.

The memories felt distant but real. My breathing became uneven.

Conrad appeared beside me almost immediately.

His wolf always noticed changes in me before I could hide them.

“What happened?” he asked gently.

I handed him the tablet.

He studied the image before looking back at me.

“The toy was mine.”

Concern flashed across his face. I looked down at my hands.

Chapter 154 mmeplaceable Woman

1 remember it.”

#onrad sat beside me without saving anything

He wrapped one arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer.

He didn’t offer explanations. He didn’t try to solve anything.

He simply stayed there. For some reason, that helped more.

“I don’t understand any of this,” I admitted quietly.

“You don’t have to understand it tonight.”

“What if my entire childhood was a lie?”

issed the side of my head softly.

find the truth together”

eyes.

shifted again.

hand moved automatically to my stomach.

mple touch grounded me. For a while, nobody spoke.

ntually Kyra wandered into the room carrying a

blankets.

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She immediately sensed the serious mood.

“What happened?”

“Nobody died,” Zane said.

Kyra narrowed her eyes suspiciously

“That wasn’t my first guess.”

Despite everything, a small laugh

The tension eased slightly.

We spent the next hour too with surprising patience

Zane remained quiet

“There’s someth

The room fell

I looked at

“What is

Heb

1. Kyra talked endlessly about nursery decorations while Conrad listened

His expression looked nervous.

immediately.

er than usual.

aph…” he began softly, “I keep feeling like I’ve seen you before.”

ared down at the image again.

ssible.”

1. His voice dropped lower.

clearly.”

ew you.”

ame completely silent.

m tightened slightly around my sh

own at the photograph again

fed wolf toy.

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At the fragments of memories refusing to stay buried.

And for Que first time, a terrifying possibility settled inside my chest.

Maybe the photograph wasn’t proving a bloodline connection.

Maybe it was proving something far more personal.

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