The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 137

Diana’s pov

Nathan bent down to help me up, but Avia grabbed his arm, stopping him.

“Nathan, haven’t you noticed that Diana is just acting? Don’t let her fool you! With her close relationship with Healer, she must have had her injuries healed long ago! Besides… she still has the Alpha aura. Even if it’s just relying on her wolf, she surely has recovered!”

Avia spoke, kicking my legs a couple of times.

Avia spoke, kicking my legs a couple of times.

“You deceiver! Get up! Do you think pretending to be sick and weak will make Nathan pity you? He’ll only see you as more hypocritical!” Avia continued.

Nathan, looking down at me with icy eyes, seemed to believe Avia’s words.

However, after a moment, he saw something, and his calm eyes suddenly showed shock, then panic, and finally fear.

His face rapidly enlarged in my sight.

He reached out, seemingly wanting to hold me.

Suddenly, a tall figure flashed before my eyes, pushing Nathan away.

The person turned to look at me, and crimson filled their eyes.

“Diana…” Moss hurriedly helped me up, his voice trembling, “What happened to you? Do you know you’re bleeding?”

It turned out my perception wasn’t wrong. The warm and viscous liquid beneath me was indeed my blood.

I mustered some strength and said, “Probably tore the wound accidentally just now, causing it to bleed again.”

“Tore it? How could that happen?”

I lifted my eyelids and glanced at Nathan.

He looked bewildered.

I guessed he probably remembered forcefully grabbing the door frame earlier.

Moss’s question, saying too much would make me seem pretentious.

mustered the courage to tell Nathan and Avia, “Get out! I don’t want to

Nathan didn’t move.

healed?” “What’s it to you?” I sneered. “You already believed Avia’s words,

shoulders and grabbed Nathan’s arm,

know, I didn’t mean

be bothered to look

what mistakes Avia made, Nathan would

saying, but the fact is you haven’t completed the tasks I assigned you.

me a hard

water and shoe prints instantly soiling my clothes. The unexpected

warning me before leaving. “If you don’t clean

clean properly next time, I’ll

My stomach churned.

contain myself, I staggered to the sink, removed my mask, and

at the mirror.

mirror was significantly thinner, almost translucently pale, with blood on

mouth, put the mask back on, and

restroom.

workday, Fisher

flaring up, I almost

last bit of strength, I returned to the

not face

rinsed off the filth

the soft bed, I

thought I would get some good

knocked on my door. Unwilling to open it, I ignored the persistent

insistent, with the knocking threatening to

a random nightgown, dragged my aching body to the

I met a pair

stood at the door, with a weak Avia leaning

mood plummeted at the sight of

need something?” I asked impatiently.

coldly, his voice icy, “I came to find Healer.”