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Hades' Cursed Luna novel Chapter 385

Chapter 385: When Will Be A Child?

Eve

Montegue didn’t speak for a moment. His mouth opened, then closed again. The tremble in his hand stilled, but something new crept into his expression. Not fear. Not skepticism. Something far heavier.

He knelt slowly, lowering himself to Elliot’s level, eyes locked on the boy like he was trying to peer into the very marrow of him.

"How are you seeing this?" he asked, voice low. Not demanding. Just... lost. "Elliot, how do you know all this?"

Elliot looked up at him, blinking once, then again. His brows furrowed, like he’d only just realized what he’d said out loud.

"I don’t know," he said softly. "Grandpa, I don’t know."

The words were so innocent, so painfully sincere, that the silence that followed was deafening.

Montegue’s shoulders stiffened slightly. His eyes didn’t leave Elliot’s face.

He swallowed once, hard. "But what you see... it’s real? You’re not pretending?"

Elliot shook his head. "I’m not pretending. It’s real. It’s always been real. I just... didn’t want to say it before."

"Why?" I asked gently.

He hesitated, glancing toward me. His voice was smaller now. "Because no one would believe me. And because if I say it out loud... then maybe it becomes true."

My chest ached.

Rhea stirred again, sharper this time.

"This type of illusion is not of your kind. Neither Lycan nor werewolf. Illusion by glamour, compulsion by mind control, healing and rearranging a broken mind like was done to Morrison—this is not what your kinds can do. The only creature capable of those abilities are—"

"...Vampires," I figured. But vampires are... gone."

"Yet you almost got your mind scrambled by a supposed Lycan." Her voice held a little knowing humor. "It took the remains of one vampire to do just that—to wreak such havoc. To use those abilities. Now who else has more remains and is capable of this, Evie? Tell me."

"Darius. And the horn. He used the horn."

I didn’t even realize I had spoken out loud until Montegue responded.

"The horn has something to do with this?"

"Rhea says so. And it points to that too, don’t you think?"

Montegue scrunched his brows, surveying the environment again.

I clarified. "According to Morrison’s wife, her husband’s mind was mysteriously healed after a visit. Lucinda tried to bite off her own tongue out of compulsion—clear signs of mind control. And now we find ourselves in a room we think is clean, but Elliot can see through the glamour while we cannot. So this might be an illusion. Elliot sees the room the way we believe it ought to be after Hades thoroughly searched it. I can even tell Hades would have punched that mirror out of frustration because he couldn’t find Kael. The context clues are... too perfect," I continued, my voice trembling with the weight of what we were unraveling. "No broken furniture. No overturned chair. No trace of scent past a certain point. No blood. Just... staged normalcy. It’s too clean—like someone reconstructed this room from memory."

Montegue still had doubts—I could see it in his eyes. A man so used to logic, to evidence and discipline, he clung to reason like it was a sword keeping the chaos at bay.

But this wasn’t logical.

This wasn’t something he could command into submission or dissect with military precision.

"But how can Elliot see through the glamour?" he asked. "The illusion is so perfect that I, the owner of the house, can’t see through it." He was sincerely puzzled, agitation and apprehension growing with the panicked pitch of his voice. "How can he see through it?"

The moment he asked, it all dawned so fast I gasped, my already pounding heart leaping into a sprint.

"Because of the same resonance."

"Resonance? Like what happened when Elliot could communicate with Hades, even when Vassir tried to take over? But this isn’t Hades."

"Elliot has the Flux. And so does Hades. That’s how the resonance was possible. Where does the Flux come from, Monte?"

He didn’t need to think. "Vassir’s Vein."

"From?" I urged.

"Vassir’s preserved remains," he answered—just as his eyes widened with revelation.

"And what is the horn?"

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