Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 444

Chapter 444: Welcome Home

Eve

"Yes, dear," I played along.

She pulled back slightly, her face dirt-streaked. "Can you please, save..." she paused, her eyelids already drooping from exhaustion. She paused, pointing at the creature, her brows knitting as if she was not sure what to say or call it. "Micah and my... lycan friends. I promise they are good. They saved us... the big one is... Hades..."

My heart jumped into my throat, gasps rippling through the crowd of Gammas around us.

Her words slurred, her lids drooping more. She would pass out. "Micah and Kael are under his wing..." then she slumped, passing out against me. I supported her weight, which was nothing as she was frighteningly thin.

I rubbed her back to make sure she was completely relaxed just as a Gamma came with a stretcher and carefully lifted her. "Take good care of her," I ordered, my voice hoarse with emotion. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

The words felt strange on my tongue, but they rang with truth. Whatever had happened to her, whatever my father had done, she had risked everything to bring Hades home to me.

I turned toward the creature, my legs trembling as I approached. The Fenrir’s chain around my heart was singing now, a painful harmony of recognition and relief that made breathing difficult. The massive form before me was a nightmare made flesh—crimson membrane stretched taut over impossible muscle, those terrible wings that could blot out the sky, claws that could rend stone.

But underneath all that monstrous exterior, through the bond that connected our souls, I could feel him. Hades. My husband. Transformed into something that defied nature itself, but alive.

"Everyone stand back," I commanded, my voice carrying the authority of a Luna even as it shook with emotion. "Lower your weapons. This is your Alpha."

Murmurs of shock and confusion rippled through the gathered Gammas, but they obeyed, creating a wider circle around us.

I knelt beside the massive head, close enough to see the rise and fall of his chest, to feel the heat radiating from his transformed body. One burning red eye cracked open, fixing on me with an intelligence that was both alien and heartbreakingly familiar.

"Hades," I whispered, reaching out with trembling fingers to touch the crimson membrane of his face. "I’m here. You’re home."

His eyes drooped closed again. I rose, my hand still on his strange skin. I turned to the Gammas still waiting for a command. "Under his wing," I said. "Get the Beta and... Micah." I made my way there, not removing my hand from his skin.

The Gammas surrounded the wing and carefully began to lift the massive membrane. My heart hammered against my ribs as I held my breath, hoping against hope that what Ellen had said was true.

And there they were.

Kael lay unconscious, his usually pristine blond hair now caked with blood and dirt, his face bearing the marks of whatever ordeal they’d endured, but his chest rose and fell steadily. Beside him was a small form that made my throat tighten—a child, no more than seven years old, with dark hair matted against his pale forehead. Micah.

Both were breathing. Both were alive.

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