His Human Luna Managed to Get Away Chapter 06

His Human Luna Managed to Get Away Chapter 06 Blood And Ash

Tension wound right over the Shaw estate as Rhea’s due date loomed close.

Hidden within the hallway’s shadow, Nia watched Soren tenderiy guide Rhea to her bedroom

Weirdly, she felt no lingering heartache at all.

She turned to leave, but then she heard a laugh behind her.

“Nia.” Rhea leaned against the doorframe, one hand on her pregnant belly, her eyes full of smugness T suggest you leave on your own. It won’t look good if you get thrown out.”

Nia went rigid.

Rhea chuckled and stepped closer. “Our baby is about to be born.”

She tilted her head, putting on a faux-innocent look. “You don’t really think… he still loves you, do you?”

Niä gave a cold laugh. “Rhea, you’re pathetic. You need a child to tie a man down.”

Rhea’s face changed instantly. She grabbed Nia’s wrist-her voice shot up.

‘Nia! What are you doing-ah!”

She fell backward, dragging Nia down the stairs with her!

Crash-!

Agony exploded through Nia’s body. She curled up on the ground, her vision going dark.

Warmth spread beneath her. She looked down and saw bright red blood soaking through her skirt.

Sensing something slowly slipping away from her body, Nia’s eyes flew wide with terror. “So… Soren!”

Rhea was also screaming. “Soren! My… our baby…”

Soren came running. But in the midst of Nia’s heart-wrenching cries, he didn’t even look back.

He scooped up Rhea and rushed out the door.

“Rhea!”

“So… Soren…”

Nia reached out a trembling hand, but his figure vanished without a trace.

She never saw him again until she woke up in the hospital.

“Miss Reed… you’ve had a miscarriage.”

Nia’s fingers froze on the bloodstained fabric of her gown. Only she knew how hard it had been to get this.

She wanted to surprise Søren, so she secretly sought out a witch versed in ancient blood magic Enduring the searing agony of drawing her own blood, she used a rifual to fore her bloodline to merge with Sorens werewoll power

For three whole months, she soaked in forbidden magic potions each day. The enchanted liquids seeped into her womb, reshaping the bloodline of the child growing inside her.

Every full moon, the clashing bloodlines wracked her with agonizing pain that left her gasping for air

Even the witch took pity on her and warned, “Forcibly altering your destined bloodline will bring a terrible curse down upon you.”

Yet the child she’d sacrificed half her life to bear melted into a pot of fluid and vanished without her noticing at all.

A suffocating wave rose in Nia’s chest.

She hadn’t even had a chance to protect it-just like when she had been forced to accept Snowball getting killed right in front of her, completely helpless.

The hospital room door burst open.

She looked up. Soren’s voice came out ice-cold. “Nia, the mating bond has to be dissolved.”

“You know I just miscar—”

“Rhea is going into labor.”

Nia was cut off. Something clogged her throat, and no more words came out.

‘She needs the father’s scent to calm the baby during delivery. I have to stay by her side.”

Nia looked into his eyes. “You know that once you carve out the bond mark, it can never be restored.”

Soren was silent for a moment. “… After the baby is born safely, I’ll find a way.”

He pulled out a silver blade, its tip pressing against the bond mark just below her collarbone.

“Nia, just bear with it a little longer,” he coaxed in a low voice-but his hand didn’t hesitate as he carved down.

“Ah-!”

The agony of flesh being ripped apart tore a scream from Nia’s throat. But along with the pain came a strange sense of relief.

The moment the bond mark was removed, she could clearly feel something being torn away from her

soul.

In a daze, she remembered the day Soren had bonded with her.

He had cupped her face, his eyes full of starlight, reflecting only her. “Nia, from this day on, no matter where you are, I will find you.”

But now, he had carved out that promise with his own hand. He had severed their connection

From now on. Soren would never smell her scent again. He would never sense whether she lived or ded

Nia lay limp on the hospital bed, blood soaking half her body. But she smiled.

It was over. Finally, it was over…

In that instant, the air no longer carried her familiar scent. Soren felt something important slipping away from him, bit by bit.