The Sickened Luna's Last Chance novel Chapter 425

**TITLE: The Perfect 425**

Alexander’s expression shifted, a wave of relief washing over him like a balm. “Thank you,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “And… I’m sorry.”

I shook my head, trying to dispel the weight of his apology. “It’s not your fault,” I replied, my throat tightening as I spoke. The thought of what the spirit might be telling him sent a shiver down my spine. “Whatever it is, I know it’s not really you when you’re like this.”

His lips parted, and for a fleeting moment, I saw a flicker of something in his eyes—perhaps a desire to share more, to explain the turmoil within him. But instead, he simply nodded, a soft resolve settling over him. “Let’s do it now.”

A heavy dread settled in my stomach. I despised the very notion of what we were about to undertake. The idea of Alexander confined within those cold, unforgiving walls while Liam and I embarked on a mission that could very well lead to nothing gnawed at me. But what other options did we have? The weight of our choices pressed down on me, suffocating.

We made our way down the dimly lit corridor leading to the cells beneath the pack. I couldn’t help but recall the brief time Gabriel had spent locked away here. The guards cast us puzzled glances as we passed, their expressions a mix of curiosity and concern. When Alexander stepped into the cell at the end of the corridor, his Beta, Hunter, came barreling toward us, skidding to a stop just inches away.

“What’s going on?” he asked, his brow furrowed with confusion.

“Hunter,” Alexander said, straightening his posture, the authority of his voice cutting through the tension. “I am going to be staying temporarily in the cells. I need you to manage my affairs while I’m here and ensure that I’m under constant surveillance. Even if I beg, you cannot let me out.”

The gravity of Alexander’s words hit Hunter hard, his face falling as the realization dawned on him. We had all witnessed Alexander’s descent into what many might label madness. It didn’t take a genius to connect the dots.

Hunter nodded slowly, though uncertainty clouded his features. “I’ll prepare everything,” he muttered, his voice strained as he turned away, urgency propelling him forward. Liam, sensing the weight of the moment, fell in step behind him, leaving Alexander and me alone in the oppressive silence.

Once we were finally by ourselves, Alexander turned to face me, a solemn understanding passing between us. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes, but I steeled myself and closed the cell door, the echo of the lock clicking into place reverberating like a gunshot in the stillness.

“I don’t want to do this,” I whispered, my fingers curling around the cold metal bars, feeling the chill seep into my bones. “Locking you up like an animal…”

With a tentative grace, Alexander reached out, his hands enveloping mine. The coldness of the bars pressed against my palms, a stark reminder of our grim reality.

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