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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Author: Luca Fei
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-14 20:55:44

Kiara

One week into my new life as Ryden’s taster, my morning began with a pillow to the face.

“Wake up, disaster,” Julise hissed, looming over me like a smug shadow.

My eyes cracked open to find her already dressed—black leggings, fitted boots, and a sleeveless tunic that looked way too tailored to be hers. The palace insignia stitched into the collar gave it away. Definitely stolen from a guard.

I groaned, dragging the blanket back over my head. “Why are you like this?”

“Because someone has to make sure you don’t get yourself killed in a corset.”

I peeked out. “I’m not wearing a corset.”

“Yet.” Her smirk widened. “Now get up. It’s still dark. Perfect time for training.”

I threw the pillow at her. She caught it. Effortlessly. Of course.

“It’s not even dawn,” I mumbled into the blanket.

“Exactly. Nobody’s around. No one to eavesdrop. No one to interrupt.”

I grumbled, but I got up.

The wine cellar under the east wing was just as creepy as I remembered. The walls
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  • Dragon Born Luna    CHAPTER THIRTEEN

    Kiara One week into my new life as Ryden’s taster, my morning began with a pillow to the face. “Wake up, disaster,” Julise hissed, looming over me like a smug shadow. My eyes cracked open to find her already dressed—black leggings, fitted boots, and a sleeveless tunic that looked way too tailored to be hers. The palace insignia stitched into the collar gave it away. Definitely stolen from a guard. I groaned, dragging the blanket back over my head. “Why are you like this?” “Because someone has to make sure you don’t get yourself killed in a corset.” I peeked out. “I’m not wearing a corset.” “Yet.” Her smirk widened. “Now get up. It’s still dark. Perfect time for training.” I threw the pillow at her. She caught it. Effortlessly. Of course. “It’s not even dawn,” I mumbled into the blanket. “Exactly. Nobody’s around. No one to eavesdrop. No one to interrupt.” I grumbled, but I got up. The wine cellar under the east wing was just as creepy as I remembered. The walls

  • Dragon Born Luna    CHAPTER TWELVE

    Kiara I didn’t volunteer to serve Ryden. Not at first. After the masquerade, the palace went quiet. Not peaceful quiet. Suspicious quiet. The kind that made your skin itch and the guards start patrolling in pairs, eyes darting like they expected someone to come crawling out of the walls. Julise kept her head down. She’d been avoiding me since dawn after the heist and the confession, keeping herself busy cataloging, commanding, chopping, washing—things she normally handed off to someone else with a flick of her wrist. It was as if she’d taken every ounce of her fear, her guilt, her tension, and shoved it into the callouses of her palms. And me? I gave her space. After my third failed attempt at conversation and her flinching at my voice like it stung, I stopped trying. She seemed like she needed the silence. Like maybe the weight of what we’d done—the scrolls, the theft, the ancient bloodlines tangled in our names—had finally caught up to her. The scrolls and books we’d take

  • Dragon Born Luna    CHAPTER ELEVEN

    Kiara A sharp pain in my ribs jerked me from sleep. "Ow! What the—" I swatted blindly at the assault, my hand connecting with something bony. Julise's elbow, apparently. "Get up." Her whisper was urgent, closer to a hiss. Moonlight streamed through the narrow window, casting her face in eerie silver shadows. "We have about two hours before the kitchen staff starts moving." I rubbed my eyes, crusted with sleep. The stone floor was icy under my bare feet. "Julise, it's still nighttime." "That's the point." She thrust a bundle of dark fabric at me. "Put these on. And wipe that drool off your face." I scrubbed at my mouth with the back of my hand. "I don't drool." "You do when you sleep on your stomach like a dead fish." She was already dressed in form-fitting black. I shook out the clothes—men's trousers and a tight-fitting tunic. "Where'd you get these?" "Stole them from the laundry." "From the—" I gaped at her. "Since when did you decide to make a habit

  • Dragon Born Luna    CHAPTER TEN

    Kiara “Masks are meant to hide — but tonight, they only made it easier to see who people truly were." The Grand Ballroom of the Wolf Palace didn’t just sparkle. It glowed, pulsed, breathed—like something alive, gilded in gold and lies. It was different from the one used for the Alpha's Banquet held every three weeks. This one was older, grander. Reserved only for nights steeped in history, drenched in blood. The masquerade ball was held each year to mark the death anniversary of the previous Alpha King. He'd been many things—a tyrant, a strategist, a monster—but above all, he had been theatrical. He’d loved his pageantry. Even his funeral was a performance. Tonight was no exception. Gold leaf crawled up every column like molten honey. Crystal chandeliers hung like jagged teeth from the vaulted ceiling, scattering fractured light over a sea of silks and jewels. Velvet drapes in midnight blue and wine-red framed tall arched windows, each flung open to let in the breeze—and the go

  • Dragon Born Luna    CHAPTER NINE

    KiaraRyden was the first to speak.“You’re bleeding.”Not a question. A fact, crisp as the moonlight catching the edge of his jaw.I looked down. A shallow cut on my arm. Probably from the broken glass when he crashed through the archive window like some overgrown predator with a hero complex.“Good observation,” I said dryly, brushing a fleck of blood from my skin. “What gave it away—the red or the pain?”Hayden chuckled from somewhere behind me. “She’s got teeth.”“She’s not a threat,” Ryden said.He was too close. His scent coiled around me—smoke, rain, something sharp beneath it. It pulled at something low in my gut. Dangerous. Familiar. Wrong.Or maybe… too right.I took a careful step back. “What is this? First send your hound after me, hunting me, then you save me?”“You weren’t the one being hunted,” Hayden said. “Technically, you were trespassing. We just happened to meet in a place where old secrets go to rot.”Ryden frowned. “I told you to wait outside and not engage”Hayd

  • Dragon Born Luna    CHAPTER EIGHT

    KiaraThe palace at night was a living thing.Not the way the kitchens were alive—all heat and noise and frantic movement—but something older. Something that watched from the shadows with patient, predatory stillness. The stones themselves seemed to breathe, exhaling centuries of secrets in th toe chill air that coiled around my bare ankles as I slipped through the corridors.I told myself I wasn't going to the archives.That would be stupid. Reckless. Exactly what they wanted.The note had been too obvious. A child could have seen the trap in those four words: Midnight. The old archives. Come alone.But the hunger gnawing at my ribs wasn't for food. It was for something far more dangerous—answers.So I went exploring instead.The west wing I'd heard being talked about in the kitchens as restricted called to me, so I went there instead. Its stairs were narrow, the stone worn smooth by generations of servants' feet. My toes curled against the cold as I climbed, every sense stretched ta

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