The Silent Luna's Trial (Maple and Finn) novel Chapter 14

Chapter 6

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“Have fun,” she whispered softly into my ear, her voice dripping with saccharine sweetness, yet beneath it lurked something disturbingly insincere. Then the door clicked shut behind her, sealing me in darkness.

My legs gave out beneath me, and I collapsed onto the cold floor, dizziness swirling through my head as my consciousness wavered on the edge.

From the shadows emerged a man I had never seen before—a werewolf, his presence both menacing and unsettling. He approached with slow, deliberate steps, loosening his tie as a cruel smirk curled across his lips.

“Ms. Swan paid handsomely for me to handle you—personally,” he said with a low chuckle, reaching out toward me. “And damn, you’re even more captivating in real life.”

I tried to resist, to scream out for help, but my body betrayed me. The alcohol had dulled every nerve, rendering me helpless.

His grip was like cold steel as he seized my wrist, his breath hot and sour as it brushed my neck, sending a shiver of revulsion down my spine.

Just as he lunged forward, a voice rang out from beyond the door—Carrie’s voice, bright and unexpectedly cheerful. “Christian? What are you doing here? Didn’t you have that important meeting tonight?”

Christian’s voice cut through the tension, steady and icy as ever. “I didn’t feel right leaving you alone. I came to take you home.”

He hesitated for a moment, then added, “Where’s Blair?”

“She’s in the bathroom,” Carrie answered smoothly, without missing a beat.

Summoning every last shred of strength I could muster, I hurled myself against the door. “Christian! Help me!” I cried out desperately.

Silence stretched on, heavy and suffocating.

Then Christian’s voice returned, this time lower, tinged with suspicion. “Are you sure she’s in the bathroom? I thought I just heard her.”

“I didn’t hear anything,” Carrie replied quickly, her tone tight and controlled. “She’s definitely in there. But if you don’t believe me, we can go check… though it’s almost time for my meds. I’ll wait if you want to—”

My heart sank deep into my chest.

I already knew how this would end.

He would do exactly what he always did. He’d prioritize Carrie’s care, making sure she took her medication first.

Bang!

The impact hurled me through the air, and I crashed hard onto the wet pavement yards away.

“Christian, I think we hit someone!” Carrie’s frantic voice came from inside the car. “Should we check?”

I lay there, drenched and barely conscious, the cold rain mingling with the blood on my skin. Christian’s voice floated to me, calm and chillingly detached.

“Don’t worry. I’ll have Finn take care of it.”

Without missing a beat, he pressed the gas pedal. “You need your meds.”

The car sped away, tires splashing water—and blood—across my face.

I was frozen, unable to move, forced to lie there as the taillights disappeared into the distance.

The rain continued to pour, washing the blood from my body, carrying it down the gutter like it was sweeping away the last remnants of my strength.