The Luna Is Gone by Angelique Quinn

Chapter 123
Diana’s pov
At a critical moment, suddenly, a strong hand grips my wrist.
It’s Nathan.
“Enough, Diana, stop!” he commands, holding me. In that gap, the man breaks free and scrambles towards his mother.
“Are you shielding them?” I ask.
“I’m not shielding,” Nathan corrects, frowning. “Diana, accusations before execution! Evidence before judgment! You claim these
men attempted to harm Nora; where’s the proof?”
“Evidence? I saw it with my own eyes, isn’t that proof?” I retort.
“But in the video, your friend Nora appears to have initiated it. If so, these men aren’t deserving of death.”
Video!
Another video!
Nathan recently used a mysterious video to accuse me, and now he presents a second one, attempting to implicate Nora!
Angry, I glare at him, unable to control myself. I raise my other hand, forming a fist,
and smash it fiercely into his cheek!

Clearly caught off guard, Nathan loosens his grip, taking a step back.
Avia rushes to his side, supporting him.
“Nathan, are you okay? Are you hurt?”
Blood trickles from Nathan’s mouth. He wipes his cheek, not saying a word, just looking at me in bewilderment.
“Diana, are you insane? Why would you hit Nathan?” Avia questions fiercely.
I sneer, “He asked for it, serves him right,”
“You-”
Nathan restrains Avia, stepping forward.
“If you want justice for Nora, fine,” he says, “but you need evidence. You don’t have to get involved physically; I’ll handle these
men personally.”
Everyone, including the punched Alpha Nathan, is stunned.
I take a deep breath, realizing this standoff won’t work.
If Nathan wants an investigation, then investigate.
“Wine,” I say. “The drink Nora had was spiked with an aphrodisiac. It was premeditated, not a coincidence.”
As I say this, I deliberately look at Avia.

But now, Nora drank the poisoned cup, leading to the scene before me.
“Release him?” I sneer at Nathan. “You must be dreaming.”
I look at Nathan in disbelief.
“Closed? You’re letting these bastards go just like that?”
“Is there another option?” Nathan mocks. “Diana, don’t forget, you’re not much different from these people. They at least have a
motive; what about you? Before attacking them, maybe you should deal with yourself first.”
I never knew language could be so devastating. Just with Nathan’s words, I feel like I’ve been pierced by a thousand arrows,
unbearable pain.
I sarcastically smile and softly say, “So, you’ve always wanted me dead.” Nathan’s eyebrows twitch, an emotion seeming to
surface in his eyes. However, before I can discern it, indifference once again claims his gaze.
He doesn’t directly answer my question but warns, “You should know, if you keep causing trouble, it won’t be good for you, Alpha
Marc, or even your friends.
I scoff.
Does he think I’ll be scared?
Before I can say anything, Moss suddenly calls out to me.
“Diana.” Moss gives me a serious look. “Nora has passed out.”
I pause, rushing over to Nora.
Nora is burning with fever.
I grit my teeth and say, “Let’s go.”
Moss carries Nora, following behind me.
As I pass Avia, I hesitantly stop.

“You better pray they don’t find you connected to this, or...” I look at her with disdain, speaking coldly, “I won’t spare you.”
Avia’s neck shrinks, her pupils tremble.
“I... I don’t understand what you’re saying.” She stammers.
“Good.” I nod, sneering. “You better not understand.”