The Rise Of The Betrayed Luna (Amorah and Holmes) novel Chapter 57

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I stepped into the inner markings without slowing, keeping my attention on the twins and nothing else. The moment my foot crossed the boundary, the reaction was immediate, the pull of the ritual locking onto me in a way that made it clear I had been expected.

The air around me grew tighter, pressing in from all sides as if the formation had shifted its focus. I felt it settle around me, not forcing me forward, but drawing from me in a way that was hard to ignore.

Bethany turned fully then, her attention settling on me with quiet certainty. There was no rush in her movement, no sign that anything had gone wrong.

“You came,” she noted, her voice calm.

“I came to stop you,” I replied, keeping my stance firm as I moved another step forward.

Her lips curved slightly, not in amusement, but in confirmation.

“That was never the question,” she answered. “You were always going to come.”

The pull tightened again, stronger this time, and I felt it move through me before I could fully brace against it. My shoulders stiffened as I forced myself to remain in place, refusing to give ground even as the pressure increased.

“You built this around me,” I said, my voice lower now.

“I completed it around you,” she corrected.

I shook my head once, rejecting the claim without hesitation.

“I am not part of this.”

Her gaze did not waver.

“You already are.”

The force behind her words was not just confidence, it was supported by the way the ritual reacted, tightening agail, drawing from me in a steady, deliberate way. It did not ask for permission, and that made it more dangerous than anything she could have said.

Behind me, I felt Conrad move.

He did not hesitate.

The moment the pull intensified, he stepped into the formation without waiting, crossing the boundary with a force that disrupted the balance immediately. The reaction from the ritual was sharp, the energy shifting as if it had been struck from two sides at once.

“Enough,” he stated, his voice firm.

The pressure eased for a fraction of a second, then surged again, stronger than before.

Bethany did not look surprised.

“You’re too late to stop the process,” she said, her tone unchanged. “You can only affect how it ends.

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Holmes moved then stepping forward with clear intent to interfere, but Bethany’s hand lifted slightly in his direction before he could reach the center.

“Stay where you are,” she ordered.

He stopped.

Not because he agreed.

Because he realized, too late, that this was no longer his decision to make.

“You went too far,” he said, his voice tight with frustration.

Bethany did not turn toward him.

“I went exactly where I needed to,” she replied.

The exchange confirmed everything I had already begun to understand. This was no longer something Holmes could control, and whatever he thought he had built had already been taken from him.

The pull from the ritual tightened again, stronger than before, forcing me to shift my stance slightly to hold my ground. It was drawing from me more directly now, not just reacting to my presence but using it.

I clenched my hands at my sides, focusing on staying in control of my own movement even as the pressure increased.

“It’s using me,” I said.

“Yes,” Conrad answered, stepping closer without breaking his focus on the formation.

“Then we don’t weaken it,” I replied, turning slightly toward him “We break it.”

His attention shifted to me fully for a brief moment, measuring the decision without questioning it.

“That will collapse everything,” he warned.

“That’s the point,” I answered.

There was no hesitation in me now.

No space left for partial measures.

The twins remained at the center, still restrained, still caught within the structure that was tightening around all of us. Zane’s jaw tightened, his eyes fixed on me with clear understanding.

“Do it,” he said quietly.

Kyra did not speak, but the way she braced herself said enough.

I stepped forward again, moving directly toward the core of the formation. The reaction was immediate, the energy surging as if trying to push me back, but I forced my way through it.

Conrad moved with me.

His presence reinforced mine, the pressure from the ritual shifting again as it tried to adjust to both of us at once.

“Stay with me,” he said, his voice low but clear.

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We reached the center together.

The markings beneath our feet were more complex here, layered in a way that held the entire structure in place. I could feel the flow of it now, how it connected every part of the formation, how it held the twins in position.

“This is the core,” I said.

“Yes” Conrad replied.

I took a breath, grounding myself before acting.

“On my signal,” I said.

He gave a single nod.

That was enough.

I moved first, driving my foot into the center marking with force, breaking the line that held the structure together. Conrad followed immediately, his movement precise, targeting the intersecting points that reinforced the formation.

The reaction was instant.

The energy surged violently, no longer contained, no longer directed, pushing outward in every direction at once. The ground beneath us trembled as the markings fractured, the structure losing its shape faster than it could recover.

Bethany stepped back then, not in panic, but in acceptance of what was happening.

Holmes tried to move forward again, but the surge forced him back before he could reach us.

“You’re destroying it,” he snapped.

“That was always the plan,” I replied.

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