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Chapter 26: A Thorn In Silk

Author: Comfort Shettima
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-15 03:41:50

Lunessa's POV

After Azrik left, I remained in his room, reading the note already missing him more than I cared to admit.

Something about that outfit lingered in my mind, but I didn’t let myself dwell on it. My heart whispered silent prayers that he’d return safely.

With a heavy sigh, I rose and returned to my own chambers. I changed into a soft, simple gown.

That’s when I noticed the edge of my reading table, the unfinished color-woven hand band I’d started days ago. I’d planned to give it to Azrik on the full moon.

My fingers moved instinctively, picking up the thread, my hands remembering the pattern. Weaving and tightening. When I finally finished, I held it up and smiled to myself. Then I folded it carefully and tucked it into a drawer.

Moments later, Mira arrived with breakfast.

I had just settled into my dining room to eat when I saw the boxes and baskets, all neatly arranged.

“What are these?” I asked, blinking.

“Oh, Alpha asked us to go through the gifts before bringing them
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