The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 424

**TITLE: The Perfect 424**

**Ella’s POV**

The darkness in Alexander’s eyes was profound, a void that seemed to swallow all light.

What truly sent a shiver down my spine wasn’t merely the glint of the knife he held tightly in his grip. No, it was the raw, unfiltered hatred that radiated from his gaze—a look that would be etched in my memory forever.

Yet, even more haunting was the moment when horror washed over Alexander’s face, a stark realization dawning upon him as he comprehended the magnitude of his actions.

Liam, filled with fury, drew his fist back, ready to strike Alexander once more. But in a heartbeat, I dashed forward, clutching his arm with urgency. “No! Please, don’t hurt him!”

My plea hung in the air, thick with tension, as Liam, still gripping the fabric of Alexander’s shirt with one hand, shot me a bewildered glance. “Ella, he’s lost it! He was going to kill you!”

“It’s not him, Liam, and you know it deep down.”

Liam hesitated, his gaze darting between me and Alexander. The latter lay there, motionless, his eyes locked onto Liam’s face, a silent acceptance of whatever fate awaited him.

Gradually, Liam lowered his fist, relinquishing his hold on Alexander. But in a swift motion, he snatched up the kitchen knife that had slipped from Alexander’s grasp, brandishing it like a sword of justice. “What the hell is wrong with you, Alexander? How could you let things spiral this far?”

Alexander appeared utterly bewildered, as if the world around him had crumbled. He staggered backward, collapsing onto the lowest step behind him, his hands tangled in his hair as he hung his head in despair.

“That… fucking thing won’t leave me alone,” he murmured, his voice a broken whisper.

Liam’s eyes flicked back to me, and I felt my heart plummet into an abyss of dread. Alexander was referencing some entity—a dark presence that had been haunting him. I had suspected he was seeing something, but the fact that it was communicating with him sent chills down my spine. I took a cautious step closer, my voice barely above a whisper. “Did it… tell you to hurt us?”

For a long moment, Alexander didn’t meet my gaze, his silence stretching between us like an unseen chasm. Finally, he spoke, his voice heavy with resignation. “Yes.”

A sharp intake of breath caught in my throat, a mix of fear and disbelief. Beside me, Liam stiffened, his eyes darting around the room as if searching for the unseen threat. I could tell from the confusion etched across his face that he was grappling with something invisible, something that was tormenting Alexander. But would whatever haunted him reveal itself to Liam?

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