Rebirth Of The Rejected Luna Chapter 137: She's Gone

**Erika’s POV**

"Luna?" one of the attendants called out, rushing towards her. But she stumbled and fell to her knees, her chair crashing to the floor. The room totally freaked out. "Get a doctor!" Alpha Corvin yelled.

The Luna's body started shaking all over, her silver hair spilling everywhere as she struggled to breathe. This weird, strangled sound came from her throat, and it was seriously terrifying. I was frozen in shock, my heart racing like crazy as I watched everything go down.

My mom was sitting across from me, looking super calm and collected. But I noticed her hands were shaking a bit under the table. Alpha Corvin's eyes narrowed at her, and I could tell he was suspicious.

"She was the only one missing," he said, his voice oddly calm, but you could tell he was accusing my mom of something. "And now, my wife has been poisoned. I didn't realize you two had such a big grudge against each other."

The way he said it was like a challenge, and I could tell my mom was in trouble.

"Your majesty?" My mother asked, cocking her head to the left ever so slightly. "I am afraid I do not follow."

Alpha Corvin scoffed, shaking his head bitterly as he followed behind the physicians who came to carry the Luna. My mother stood up as well, her hands still visibly trembling. "You leave the room abruptly. No reason, you just needed some air and when you come back, the maids follow as well. Your eyes have been on my wife since and suddenly she takes a drink. You do not seem surprised when I notice that the ice in her drink isn't floating."

"What are you implying Alpha Corvin?" I asked before my mom could speak up. "Why don't you throw whatever accusations you have in a straightforward manner?"

"Erika!' my mother gasped, sending me a warning look. "That is no way to speak to your Alpha."

I simply shrugged at her and turned to Alpha Corvin. "Spit it out."

"I'm afraid your mother has poisoned my wife."

"And why would you think that?"

"It's only logical," Alpha Corvin responded. "The timing is odd. She could have slipped something in my wife's drink."

"She wouldn't have known which drink the Luna was getting."

"Perhaps she planned it with the servant serving drinks?" Alpha Corvin said.

I glanced at Elara who had tears on her eyes that she was keeping from dropping down her cheeks. She didn't seem to be interested in the conversation we were having.

"Why don't we focus on the Luna getting all the help instead of looking for who to blame?" I asked.

"The physicians are doing their job," Alpha Corvin said.

"You don't seem to—"

"For years," Alpha Corvin began, his voice carrying an unsettling calm as he cut me off from talking. "my wife has kept her distance from her sister. But because of the love she had for you, Lady Althea, she made sure I cared for you and your daughter. And I have done so because you were widowed and I loved my wife enough to do so for you."

He stepped forward, his gaze cutting into my mother like a blade. "She has told me, time and time again, that she did not want a personal relationship with you. But tonight, I forced it. I thought it was time to mend old wounds, and yet here we are." His jaw tightened. "It seems like you’ve been waiting for this moment, Lady Althea—to poison my wife the first chance you got."

My mother let out a slow, measured breath, but I could see her fingers trembling. "I did not even want to attend this dinner in the first place," she said. "And I have never—never—had thoughts of killing my sister."

Alpha Corvin scoffed, not bothering to hide his disbelief. "Then why don’t you tell us the truth? What secrets have you and my wife been keeping from the rest of us? Even now, most people don’t know you are sisters. What enmity have you both carried for so long?" His eyes gleamed darkly. "Let me decide if it’s enough to believe you are innocent—or if your hatred ran deep enough to kill your younger sister."

A muscle in my mother’s jaw twitched, but she did not falter. "Whatever I had with my younger sister stays between me and my younger sister."

Alpha Corvin’s control finally snapped. "I am your Alpha! You will speak if I command it!" His voice boomed through the hall, rattling the walls and making the servants flinch.

But my mother stood her ground. "Nothing you say will make me tell you what passed between my sister and me." She lifted her chin. "But just so we’re clear—I have never hated her, and she has never hated me. If you choose to believe otherwise, that is your burden to carry."

Her voice dropped lower, almost daring. "And if you are convinced that I poisoned her… then so be it."

"Mother, no." My voice was a whisper, but it cut through the tense air. I turned fully to her, frustration and fear coiling inside me. "You can’t say things like that. Just tell the truth! Tell him why you and Aunt have avoided each other for years. Tell him why she refuses to let me near Elara. What kind of history do you two have that could lead to this?"

I shook my head, my heart pounding. "You can’t just let them accuse you of something you didn’t do and accept it. Do you even understand the punishment for treason?"

My mother remained silent, her expression unreadable.

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the hall, pulling everyone’s attention. One of the physicians appeared, breathless, his face pale as he stopped in front of Alpha Corvin.

"Your Majesty…" His voice was hesitant.

Alpha Corvin’s nostrils flared. "What is it?"

The physician swallowed hard before looking him in the eye. "The Luna's convulsions have stopped."

A flicker of something passed through the Alpha’s face. He seemed scared but the physician’s next word seemed to give him relief which I found strange.

"Her body is still. Her face is pale. She's gone.”