Left the Group Chat, Became the Apex Luna Chapter 06

Left the Group Chat, Became the Apex Luna Chapter 06

Callum opened the family channel and filtered by date.

Laurel: [screenshot]

Senior Combat Rating: S

State Combat Ranking: No. 6

Everyone stared at the screen, stunned.

The message had been sent at eight in the morning.

But no one in the group had replied. Not a single word of congratulations.

Four hours later, Nessa posted that she wanted steak.

Mom replied within a minute: [I’ll make it for you right now.]

Dad added: [Our Ness works so hard-eat up.]

Five people in the channel.

Yet every message from Laurel just seemed to vanish from everyone’s sight.

What must she have felt?

Mom started picturing it.

Maybe I’d just walked out of the Senior Combat evaluation, still in my training uniform, bruises on my arms

from sparring.

Maybe my wolf was still buzzing with excitement in my head.

I’d screenshotted my score the first second I could.

Sent it to the people I wanted most to share it with.

And then I waited.

An hour.

Two hours.

Until Nessa said “steak,” and everyone appeared at once.

She must have been so thrilled, so desperate for their approval and praise.

And when that hope crashed-she just sat there alone, dazed.

Just thinking about it made Mom’s chest twist with pain.

Thud.

The phone slipped from her hand.

A wave of dread crashed over her-the suffocating realization that something had already gone past the

point of no return.

She grabbed Callum’s wrist, gripping it like a lifeline.

“She used your computer to fill out her application. Check it. Now.”

Callum pulled up the browser history.

Moonshore Defense University.

Over a thousand miles away.

Dad slowly stood up. “Book flights. To Moonshore Defense University.”

“All four of us.”

Callum and Nessa’s eyes went wide.

“No way! I have training today.”

“I already made plans with my friends-tickets booked and everything.”

“Besides, she doesn’t even have a place to sleep in this house. What’s the point of seeing her?”

“We don’t want her back anyway.”

When did this start?

How could siblings, blood-bound, end up like this?

When did they become so comfortable saying-

“We don’t want her.”

Mom and Dad looked at their children with disappointment.

Mom slapped Callum across the face.

Then she slapped Nessa.

It was the first time in their lives they’d ever been hit.

And it was because of Laurel.

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“Everyone’s going

“I won’t say it twice.”

The next day, all four of them stood at the gate of Moonshore Defense Shinersity.