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Chapter Forty Five: Ghosts of Hexatech

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The warehouse became eerily quiet. Alexander read the note a second time. Then a third. His expression grew darker with every passing second.

He slowly folded the paper and handed it back to Luna. “You know what this means.” It wasn’t a question. Luna stared at the message. Her heartbeat remained steady. Her breathing remained controlled.

But inside— Memories she had buried years ago were clawing their way back to the surface. You weren’t the only Phantom we created. She had spent five years be
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  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Forty Five: Ghosts of Hexatech

    The warehouse became eerily quiet. Alexander read the note a second time. Then a third. His expression grew darker with every passing second.He slowly folded the paper and handed it back to Luna. “You know what this means.” It wasn’t a question. Luna stared at the message. Her heartbeat remained steady. Her breathing remained controlled.But inside— Memories she had buried years ago were clawing their way back to the surface. You weren’t the only Phantom we created. She had spent five years believing Phantom was a codename created exclusively for her, specialized, unique, and irreplaceable. Now she wasn’t so sure.Desmond stepped closer. “What does it mean?” Neither Luna nor Alexander answered immediately. Desmond’s patience snapped. “Luna.” She finally looked at him. “It’s none of your business.”His jaw tightened. “My son was kidnapped.” “And the people responsible came for me.”The room fell silent. She wasn’t wrong. Desmond hated that she wasn’t wrong. Alexander broke the silence

  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Forty Four: The Traitor in the House

    The command center fell into complete silence. No one moved. No one breathed.Luna’s words hung in the air like a death sentence. “Your kidnapper is still inside this estate.” The technician at the security station swallowed so hard it was audible.A warrior shifted nervously. Another instinctively looked toward the door. Desmond stared at Luna. “You'd better explain.” Luna didn’t even glance at him. That irritated him more than it should have.Five years ago, Luna would have immediately looked at him. Waited for his approval. Listened to his opinion. Now? She acted as though he wasn’t even in the room.“As I said,” Luna replied calmly, “the kidnapper never left.” She pointed toward the screen. “Replay footage from 4:15 PM.” The technician obeyed instantly. The footage rolled.Servants moved through hallways. Warriors changed shifts. Staff carried supplies. Everything appeared normal at first.Then Luna paused the recording. “Zoom in.” The image enlarged. Several people leaned forward

  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Forty-Three: The Missing Heir

    For a moment, Luna forgot how to breathe.The city lights below her balcony disappeared. The wind disappeared. Even Alexander’s presence disappeared. There was only one sentence echoing inside her head. Richie is missing.Her fingers tightened around the glass in her hand. Crack. The crystal shattered. Water spilled across her palm. A shard sliced into her skin. She didn’t feel it. “Say that again.” Her voice was dangerously calm. Alexander knew that tone. People assumed screaming was the sound of anger. It wasn’t. True rage was quiet, cold, controlled, and deadly.Alexander’s gaze never left her. “Richie disappeared two hours ago.” Luna’s pulse thundered. “No.” The word came out instantly, automatic and reflexive. A denial. “He was at the Silverfang estate,” Alexander continued. “Security lost visual contact during a routine patrol shift.”Luna laughed once. The sound was empty. “Lost visual contact?” Alexander remained silent. Which somehow made it worse. Because losing visual conta

  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Forty Two

    The silence inside the Silverfang Pack House had changed. It wasn’t peaceful. It wasn’t calm. It was the kind of silence that came before a storm.Desmond sat behind his desk, staring at the report in front of him for the third time. The numbers didn’t change. The signatures didn’t change. The losses didn’t change. Yet somehow he kept hoping they would.“They pulled out?” His Beta nodded grimly. “Three investors this week.” Desmond’s jaw tightened. “Reason?” The Beta hesitated. That hesitation was answer enough.Still, Desmond demanded it. “Speak.” “They said they don’t trust the pack’s leadership anymore.” Something sharp flashed across Desmond’s eyes.“Because of Luna?” “No.” The Beta looked uncomfortable. “Because of you.”The room fell silent. For a moment, nobody moved, and nobody breathed. Desmond slowly stood.The Alpha aura rolling off him made the air heavier. The Beta instinctively lowered his head. Yet he continued. “They believe your judgment has become unreliable.”Desmon

  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Forty One

    Luna woke up at 4:30 AM. Not because of an alarm, not because of a nightmare but because something felt wrong.Her eyes opened instantly. Years of training had taught her to trust instincts long before trusting evidence.The city outside her penthouse windows was still dark. New York slept beneath a blanket of scattered lights and distant sirens. Everything appeared normal. But her wolf stirred uneasily. Danger.The feeling crawled beneath her skin. Subtle and persistent. Luna sat up slowly. Listening, but nothing. No footsteps, no unusual sounds, and no movement.Yet the sensation remained. Her gaze drifted toward the digital clock. 4:31 AM. She reached for her phone. Three unread messages. One from Jenna, one from HexaTech Security, and one from Alexander.The message from Alexander simply read: Call me when you wake up. No explanation and no context. That alone was enough to make her uneasy.Alexander never wasted words. She opened Jenna’s message first. The text was brief.Marcus

  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Forty

    Liora didn’t sleep, not a single minute.By sunrise, she was still standing at the balcony, staring at the rain-soaked forest beyond the Silverfang estate.The blanket Desmond had draped around her shoulders hours earlier hung loosely around her body. The cold no longer bothered her. Fear did.For years she had carefully constructed her life. Every smile, every tear, every seemingly innocent comment, and every calculated move. Everything had been done for one purpose. Survival.Winning had always been secondary. Survival came first. Because unlike Desmond, who was born into power, or Ophelia, who controlled power, Liora had spent her entire life understanding what happened to people who didn’t have it.They were used, discarded, and forgotten. Just like Luna had been. The irony wasn’t lost on her.Years ago, she’d looked at Luna and seen weakness. Now she was beginning to understand she had mistaken kindness for weakness. A mistake many people made And a mistake that often became fata

  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Six

    The first scream didn’t come from fear. It came from confusion. Because no one in that ballroom understood what they were looking at.The massive digital display above the stage, used moments ago to showcase innovation metrics and investment portfolios, flickered violently.Then it went black.A sh

  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Five

    Five years ago— Luna Albert died quietly. There was no funeral, no mourning, no one noticed how deeply she was hurt, no one noticed the exact moment she disappeared. Except her.New York had not welcomed her. It had tested her. But she had no choice than to stay. Because it was for the best.The fi

  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Four

    The silence after Alexander’s grip tightened around Desmond’s wrist did not feel like silence. It felt like pressure.Like the entire ballroom had been dropped underwater, sound warped and distant, every movement slowed beneath something heavier than fear.Desmond’s face twisted. Not in anger, but

  • The Phantom Luna   Chapter Three

    The suitcase handle cut into my palm.One bag. Thirteen years reduced to one fucking bag.My heels hit the marble. Each step echoed. Sharp. Final.No one moved to stop me.My hand closed around the doorknob."Mummy?"Every muscle in my body locked."Mummy, are you going away?"His footsteps. Runnin

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