Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362: Where is The Beta?

Eve

His body slammed into mine, arms wrapping tight, just as a slab of ceiling cracked from above. We hit the floor hard—his weight shielding me from the stone and smoke and fire as it rained down.

Screams tore through the air.

Reporters scrambled in every direction, some knocked over by the shockwave, otherjgʻf l

s dragged behind upturned chairs as another section of the ceiling gave way.

Hades rolled, dragging me with him behind the metal framework of the backdrop as heavy debris pelted the stage like divine punishment. "Shift!" he barked. "Now, Eve—go!"

My bones snapped mid-breath, clothes shredding away as fur and power tore through skin. I burst forward in Rhea’s form—large and red-eyed—just in time to avoid a falling light fixture that would’ve crushed us both. I dodged out of the way, heart in my throat from the fear and adrenaline.

The floor was a battlefield of overturned chairs, dust clouds, and screams. I dodged a support beam, nearly tripping over an unconscious guard, and ducked behind what was left of a camera tower.

"Gammas—contain the chamber!" Hades roared, half-shifted now, his eyes glowing like scorched suns. "Evacuate civilians! Ensure to scan IDs in case we had the infiltrator in out midst."

Dozens of Gammas rushed in from the side entrances. There were wounded wolfs all around, the press had shifted to save themselves from raining debris.

Now as the thick dust settled, I watched as some of the civilians were able to heal from their injuries, while others injures were far too great, their healing too slow to counter the excessive loss of blood.

Stretchers appeared. Guards were already pulling injured civilians out from beneath debris, barking orders over the chaos. Some shifted back as their bodies could no longer hold the form.

And then—

Boom.

A second blast.

But not here.

Far above.

The sound came distant, dull—but deep enough to shudder the floor above our heads.

Hades’ hand flew to the communicator clipped to his ear.

"Kael. Do you copy?"

No reply.

"Kael, report! What’s the situation on the upper floors?"

Silence.

Static.

Nothing.

His eyes snapped to me.

Something was wrong.

Very wrong.

I shifted halfway back, my body trembling with adrenaline, ears still ringing. I looked around—dust thick in the air, injured being rushed out through side exits, smoke pouring in from cracked vents.

This wasn’t random.

This was planned.

"They had us distracted," I muttered, staring at the chaos. "The press, the unrest in the pack, the Alphas fractures—it was all part of it."

Hades turned toward me slowly, his face stricken, unreadable.

"This was act two," I whispered, barely audible over the screaming and sirens. "The attack was the real hit "

Realization dawned behind his eyes.

"It was a distraction." My voice was stronger now, low and furious. "They wanted us reacting. Scrambling. Talking. Exposing truths while they moved quietly through the Tower."

The puzzle fell into place.

The interview

The unrest.

The need for emergency council meeting.

The press conference..

The council spread thin, the Gamma lines redeployed, Kael held up at the upper wing with no contact.

This wasn’t a breach.

This was an infiltration.

A cold knot formed in my stomach.

Hades stared into the smoke swirling from the upper levels, face pale. "They’ve already moved past security."

I swallowed hard, watching the flood of injured being carried out.

Montegue’s voice pulled me back to reality, past the ringing in my ears. "I will take care of this. Both of you need to get up there."

Montegue’s command barely registered before Hades was already shifting beside me—bones breaking, tendons stretching, his form blooming into midnight fur and fury.

I followed.

The change took me mid-step, paws hitting the dust-laden floor with a heavy thud. We burst through the debris cloud together, launching up the stairwell. My lungs burned with the effort, each floor a blur of stone and smoke.

Kael, please be okay.

My mind spiraled with every thundering step. The communicator in Hades’ ear still crackled with nothing. No signal. No heartbeat. No Kael.

And Elliot.

My heart stung with panic. I pictured his small hands, the way he clung to his drawing pad, the soft sound of his voice when he finally said Daddy. He was just a boy.

Please let him be safe. Please—

As we reached the first secured checkpoint, a Gamma stood panting beside the blown-open security door, his fur scorched at the edges.

"Alpha—Luna," he rasped. "It was the holding wing. A bomb—detonated inside one of the reinforced cells. Initial impact took out surveillance, firewalls. We’ve been cut off from real-time feed."

I exhaled in one sharp breath, relief trickling in.

If it was the holding wing, it wasn’t Elliot’s floor.

He was safe.

He had to be.

But the Gamma’s next words crushed the air from my lungs.

"We believe the target was... Felicia Montegue."

I froze.

My claws scraped stone as I stopped cold in the stairwell. Smoke wafted up around me. Hades slowed, turning back.

"What did you just say?" I demanded.

The Gamma lowered his gaze. "The holding wing. Cell Nine. Her room was the epicenter."

Felicia.

My pulse rang in my ears. I couldn’t breathe.

"She was supposed to be isolated," I hissed. "No access. No visitors. How—?"

"There was no breach in her room," the Gamma replied quietly. "Not from the outside."

Hades and I exchanged a look.

No breach from outside... but a detonation inside her cell?

My heart began to pound again.

Not from fear for her.

But for what this meant.

For what she might have said.

Or taken.

Or released.

"She’s gone, isn’t she?" I asked hoarsely.

The Gamma didn’t answer.

He didn’t need to.

Hades growled low beside me, his hackles rising.

I stared ahead—past the next floor, into the burning haze.

"She’s not dead," I whispered. "She staged it."

"She had help," Hades murmured.

And in my gut, I already knew who it might’ve been.

This wasn’t just about revenge.

This was about cleaning the slate.

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