บททั้งหมดของ HE BROKE ME; THEN HE OWNED ME: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

~ElenaHer sharp intake of breath cracked through the speaker. She lurched forward as if she could cross the distance between us, her voice breaking into a scream. “Don’t you dare, Elena! He’s innocent. He has nothing to do with our war. He’s mine. He’s mine! Don’t you touch him!”A laugh spilled from my throat, cold and merciless. “That’s where you’re wrong, darling. He has everything to do with our war. He’s your son… Thorne’s son. The proof of your betrayal. The flaw in your armor. A living weakness I can crush at will.”I let the knife linger just a fraction longer, long enough for Luna’s eyes to widen with terror, before pulling it back with a smirk. I could see the way her body sagged into her chair, trembling though she still tried to hide it beneath her pride.“Now,” I whispered, tapping the blade lightly against the table, each metallic click echoing through the speakers, “shall we keep pretending you’re in control… or will you finally play by my rules?”“Wasn’t it enough t

~ElenaI turned to Thorne slowly, the knife still trembling in my grip though Liam’s neck was free of its edge now. His soft, uneven breaths brushed against my wrist, the weight of his tiny body far heavier than it should have been. Instead, I pressed my lips into a thin smile and shifted my gaze to Thorne. “Then tell me,” I said, my voice low, venomous. “How do we kill her without harming this little son of hers?”The question landed like thunder in the room.On the glowing screen, Luna’s face went rigid. Her tears dried into something else, hatred. She leaned closer to the camera as though she could claw her way through it. “You dare ask him that while holding my child? Elena, you’ve fallen so far into darkness you can’t even recognize yourself anymore.”I ignored her, turning the blade in my hand so the steel caught the flickering light above us. “Answer me, Thorne. Seems like you’ve always known her better than I ever did. If she dies, then this boy can be spared.”Thorne’s exp

~IslaThe wine burned going down, but it wasn’t enough to dull the storm circling in my head. Liam’s face still lingered in the back of my mind, no matter how many times I told myself not to show weakness in front of them. I had called them to my chambers, but from the way Katherine walked in first, head high and jaw locked, you’d think she was the queen, not me.Lucien trailed behind her, always brooding, always with that look like he was two steps from turning his back on all of us. Lorenzo lounged in the corner, arms crossed, a smirk plastered on his face as if he enjoyed the idea of my son being in danger. Rosy slipped in last, silent, observant, eyes darting between us like she was taking notes.“Speak,” I ordered, my voice flat.Katherine didn’t hesitate. “You’ve lost your footing, Isla.”The name scraped raw against my ears. I clenched my jaw. “Say that name again and I’ll cut your tongue out myself.”She didn’t flinch, didn’t blink. She leaned in. “You think hiding behind th

~IslaI pushed the door open with the back of my hand, the faint stench of blood clinging to my clothes. Raven’s groans still echoed in my ears, but I ignored them. He wasn’t worth the weight on my mind, not anymore. I told myself that, at least. The corridor outside the clinic was dim, the lamps flickering weakly as if they too were drained from keeping secrets. My heels clicked against the marble floor, each sound sharp, final.I hadn’t taken five steps before I saw them, Katherine and Freya leaning against the wall like they’d been waiting for me. Katherine’s hands were never empty; she always held something to counter me, she held a small carton against her chest, fingers curled tight around it as if it might reveal her own sins if she let go. Her eyes, however, were fixed on me with that sharp gleam that always promised trouble.“You’re late,” Freya said first, her tone casual but her gaze not. She flicked her eyes toward the clinic door behind me. “Checking up on your little

~LunaThe firelight in the chamber burned low, throwing long shadows across the black stone walls. The air was heavy with the scent of smoke, suffocating, as though even the room itself understood the weight of the decision pressing against my chest.They circled me like wolves, my trusted circle, my generals, my so called family. Katherine’s eyes were sharp, glittering like blades. Lorenzo leaned against the pillar, silent but calculating. Rosy crossed her arms, her smirk mocking, and the others hovered, waiting for my command.But they weren’t going to like what I had to say.I inhaled slowly, fingers brushing the obsidian pendant at my neck, the last tether of the power that defined me. Half already gone with Elena. And now I was ready to give the rest away to her.“I’ve made my choice,” I said, my voice steady though my throat felt raw. “I’ll give the remaining half of the obsidian’s power to Elena.”The silence that followed was absolute. A silence that cut deeper than any scre