The Abandoned Luna's Journey to Power Chapter 347: Adam Is Here

Cindy's POV:

Katie's words were like sharp ice spikes stabbing into my heart. It was agonizing.

These were the children Sephiria risked her life to bring into the world!

It was disgusting how power and greed could make family blood mean nothing.

I looked at Sephiria, who had fallen asleep again after eating, and felt like a giant boulder was crushing my chest.

Just then, the door to the room opened quietly, and a wave of cold air rushed in with the wind.

It was Viola.

She still carried the snow and wind from outside, and her red hair was messy.

But the most shocking thing was her face—dark circles under her eyes. It was obvious she hadn't slept and was completely worn out from stress.

"Cindy." Viola walked over to me, her voice hoarse.

I signaled Katie and Carla to take care of Sephiria, then pulled Viola to a quiet corner of the monastery hallway.

"What happened? Did you get news from home?" I asked quietly.

Viola leaned against the cold stone wall and closed her eyes in pain. "Before dawn, I sent a message to the Blaze Pack using a falcon. I told my father he has to stand his ground against the Elders' Council..."

She suddenly opened her eyes. They were full of fear and struggle. "Cindy, do you know what I'm most scared of? I'm afraid those old fossils might be blinded by the political benefits Prince Niall promised and agree to this marriage. If that happens, what does that make the Blaze Pack? We'd basically be accomplices to that animal! We'd be the ones helping him cut off Sephiria's last way out!

"If the prosperity of the pack has to be built on that poor woman's corpse, then I'd rather die under a vampire's fangs than step into Prince Niall's castle!"

I grabbed her cold, trembling hand tightly.

"It won't happen, Viola." I looked straight into her eyes, my voice firm. "Dean Dross won't just sit by. Your father won't either. Once we find out Prince Niall's real purpose, this marriage won't happen. The Blaze Pack will never become a villain's weapon."

We stood in that freezing hallway, neither of us saying a word, our hearts heavy with grief.

The next day.

The snowstorm outside didn't stop. It got worse. Snow piled up on the mountain road, almost forming walls half a person tall.

Around noon, I was sitting by the bed, massaging Sephiria's thin, weakened calves, when I heard an unusual commotion outside.

"Your Grace!" Katie ran in, gasping for air, her face full of shock. "There are... two men outside! They say they're from the Royal Court!"

"Men?" I was taken aback. Coldmoon Monastery was a strict women-only place. Normally, even farmers delivering vegetables weren't allowed past the inner yard.

Before I could ask more, a powerful, familiar scent of cold cedarwood and an Alpha pheromone hit me through the heavy wooden door. It was powerful yet gentle, wrapping around me like a blanket.

Inside my head, Diana gave a happy, relieved howl. "Our lead wolf is here."

My heart skipped a beat. I stood up so fast I practically slammed the door open as I ran out.

In the monastery's front hall stood that tall, straight figure.

Adam.

He wore black leather armor. Snow covered his shoulders and his black cloak. Even his eyebrows had frost on them. Behind him, Chase was also covered in snow, carrying an elk over his shoulder and several huge medical boxes in his hands.

The monastery's abbess—the strict old Beta who ran the place—stood nervously to the side.

Facing the prince and former grand marshal of the Southreach Army, she had made an exception and allowed these two men into this forbidden zone.

"Adam..."

Seeing his face, which was slightly blue from the cold, and the red veins in his eyes from traveling all night, I lost control.

All the anger, despair, heartbreak, and suffocating loneliness I'd bottled up these two days at the monastery burst out at once.

The tears came down like rain.

I ran to him and threw myself into his wide, warm arms.