Chapter 54
Luna P.O.V
The revelation shook me more than I wanted to admit.
Not just that the face of Ravana—the one I was destined to destroy—resembled my father… but that I didn’t even know who my father truly was. Queen Aeloria had locked away pieces of my past, crafted stories around my childhood, trained me to believe my mission was to end the war—not question its origin.
But now I had questions.
And the Queen would answer them.
I marched to her private sanctum beneath the palace’s upper chamber, the guards moving out of my way before I even asked. Kinsey was right behind me, her power humming like heat in the air. Adrian stayed at the entrance, but I knew if I called, he’d tear the walls down to get to me.
The Queen was waiting.
Sitting at the edge of a crystal bench, overlooking the Moonwell.
“You saw it,” she said without turning around.
“Why does he look like me?” I asked, voice shaking.
“He was never meant to be found,” she whispered. “But fate doesn’t care about meant to be.”
I stepped forward. “Who is he?”
She looked at me then. And for the first time, the Queen—the mother—looked uncertain. “Your father was a warrior. A general. But not just any general—he was one of the first to be seduced by the whispers of ancient power. He wasn’t born evil. He sought the magic, hoping to unify the supernatural realms. But the more he learned… the more he became.”
“Became what?”
Her lips trembled. “A mirror of Ravana.”
The words sank deep into my bones. “So you sealed my memories… to hide him.”
“To protect you.” Her voice cracked. “The fairies would have executed you as a child. The wolves would have torn you apart. If they knew you were born from him, they never would’ve let you live.”
“I thought Ravana was the enemy.”
“He is,” she said quickly. “But there are many like him. Many who hide behind names and faces. Your father… was one of them.”
I stepped back, the pain sinking in.
“Why didn’t you just tell me the truth?”
“Because you weren’t ready.”
“Well, I’m ready now,” I snapped.
“Good,” she said, standing. “Because your training begins tonight. You will unlock every inch of your Fairy magic. You’ll wield the power of the Ancients. And when you stand before Ravana… or your father… or whatever horror rises next…”
Her eyes glowed with silver fire.
“…you will not fall.”
Adrian P.O.V
While Luna trained, I stood in the gardens, watching the orphans laugh under the stars.
They didn’t understand what was happening. Not fully. They were stronger, yes—smarter, faster, braver than any other kids I’d known—but they were still children. And they looked to me now the way Luna once did.
As if I had the answers.
But I didn’t.
I knew one thing: if Luna didn’t come out of that training stronger than everyone in this Kingdom combined, we were screwed.
Because something was coming.
I could feel it in the wind.
And I didn’t know if I was strong enough to protect her from it.
Dre P.O.V
I sat with my father near the riverbank, watching the fireflies spark like tiny spirits. He was more lucid today, talking about Mama. About old hunts. About what I was like as a boy.
But then he went quiet.
And his eyes turned black.
“Dre,” he said, in a voice that wasn’t his. “She’s unlocking her power.”
I stood slowly. “Get out of him.”
“You think I need him? He was broken long before I touched him.” The voice turned low and bitter. “But you, Dre… you were mine before you knew the word mate.”
My fists clenched. “You don’t own me.”
“Don’t I?” His smile twisted my father’s face. “How else do you explain the dreams? The moments you can’t remember? The rage that you bury under loyalty and love?”
“I will kill you,” I growled.
He laughed—my father laughed, but the sound was wrong.
“Kill me? You’ll be me before the end.”
And then he collapsed, unconscious, in my arms.
I called for help—but I already knew.
Ravana was watching.
Waiting.
And if Luna didn’t destroy him soon…
He would use me to do it instead.