***Trigger Warning:***** This chapter contains themes of abuse, non-consensual situations, and psychological trauma. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
She had truly underestimated Alexander.
The man was full of tricks, and clearly more desperate than she'd thought. To go this far—just to humiliate Aurora?
Who the hell did he think he was?
A sharp growl echoed in her thoughts. Shameless bastard.
Luna cursed under her breath, her fury barely contained beneath the surface of her frozen body. She'd been too careless. Too relaxed.
She hadn't even sensed the syringe, hadn't heard the soft flick of the trigger.
And now she was paying for it.
Luna—the devil who ruled the underworld—kidnapped like some helpless girl?
Ridiculous.
This body… it was too weak. Too untrained. It moved slower than she was used to, responded with hesitation. She made a mental note—this body needs more training.
Anyone hearing her thoughts in that moment might have questioned their own sanity.
