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Epilogue II
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The Lust Cursed Luna 1. Chelsea
"Your body is so alluring, Chelsea." In a low, husky voice, he proclaimed his admiration which only tickled my core and ragged my blood.Lucian is the Alpha in the Blue Moon Pack, he had a perfect masculine physique. I, on the other hand, was nothing more than an omega. Despite the fact that I'm the only daughter of a warrior of his pack. My mere position in the pack was still too low to be deemed a suitable match for the Alpha. But regardless of that, regardless of everything, he chose me. He picked me out of all the other women who lusted after him. It was hard for me to believe as well... until he finally confessed last year.Today was the day that finally marked our transition into the threshold of adulthood. We were finally eighteen. In a while, we'll also find their fated mates. We'll soon find someone to share our lives with. As a general rule, the instant werewolves reach the age of eighteen, they will meet their fated mates.Although it was almost eleven in the morning, I was
The Lust Cursed Luna 2. Chelsea
ChelseaEmerging from the bedroom I made my way into the living room and stood across Lucian who was still shaking in terror. Alpha Alastair sat in a chair, his posture relaxed as he perused the file in his hands. The moment his gaze shifted from the mundane paperwork to the presence of our arrival, an anomalous amusement settled on his face."Impressive. You took only two minutes thirty seconds." He said, without so much as a sidelong glance at his watch. He didn't require it in any way. Everyone knew his thoughts had never been able to keep up with the passage of time."Your Highness."A low, pitiful mutter escaped Lucian's lips.My gaze was drawn to him. He had prostrated himself before the Prince. The sight made me feel nauseous."I apologize. I had no idea that she was your significant other." With his head bowed and chin tucked into his chest, he uttered those words through tears of terror. Sweat poured down his forehead, adding to the intensity of the moment.Significant other?
The Lust Cursed Luna 3. Chelsea
Chelsea Whore… It was heartbreaking when Lucian had said it but hearing it again from Alastair was disgusting. Just the way he uttered the word, it provoked a fury that began to uncoil in my mind like tendrils of smoke. "I don't accept this fate. I won't accept you," I declared, controlling my boiling nerves. There was no way in hell that the Prince came all this way just to claim me. His arrival was plain ridiculous. Now, he wanted me to accept him? That was even more ridiculous. Perhaps, this was a source of entertainment for him but that didn't mean I would allow it to continue. Not when I had already been used once. Not when Lucian made it clear enough that I was nothing but his plaything. I wouldn't be anyone else's plaything ever again. "You can't reject me either." Alastair challenged, still kneeling before me. The most ridiculous thing was that this man was so certain I wouldn't be able to reject the Prince. Well, if that was what he thought, he was utterly mistaken. Let
The Lust Cursed Luna 4. Alastair
Alastair After a long six hour drive, my driver stopped the car outside the glided gate of Callisto Palace. Shortly, the gate was opened by the garrison. As soon as the car entered the palace, the domestic servants ran forward to open the doors of the car. My mother indeed trained them well. Exhaling sharply, I snapped my head to the woman beside me. Chelsea. Her name was Chelsea Cadeel, an omega—the weakest in packs. And my... mate, yeah with that scent of that bastard all over her body. My throat closed as I studied her sleeping form. She fell asleep after crying in buckets for hours. Below those dark furrowed brows, her eyes seemed painfully puffy. Her little nose, and cheeks were still red. I raised my hand and was about to wake her up but my movement froze as I realized most of her tears were caused by me, for that bastard. Clenching my hands into tight fists, I emerged from the car. Glancing over to my servants, I nodded at them to approach. "Take her inside the palace." H
The Lust Cursed Luna 5. Chelsea
Chelsea "Love, are you sure you weren't hallucinating?" My pulse leaped when I heard his voice close to me. One of his large hands slapped against the headrest of the bed while he gradually lowered himself, bringing us eye to eye. Fucking gorgeous! He was so fucking gorgeous, it was so disgusting. God... when did he come this close? "I–I am telling the truth.” I replied and instinctively tried to distance my face from his when he watched me with a dangerous intensity. "And, where's the bottle? Did you swallow it down as well?" he asked very calmly. I was exhausted from what I witnessed the day before. The death of the one that I had loved… and it was all because of this alpha in front of me. I had the nerve to kill him but instead I was being his obedient girl. That makes me sick. "Inside the car." I said. "As in, your hallucinated car? Or the real one?" I was disgusted by his question. It was really stupid. He was trying to make me the liar on such a stupid matter. But I was
The Lust Cursed Luna 6. Alastair
Alastair I took a deep breath as I walked through the hallway and reached the end, in front of the double arch door that had exquisite designs engraved all over its wood. "Is she inside?" I queried the door guards when they were done bowing. "Yes, your highness." I entered the bedroom and found her inside her office, sitting on the chair signing some documents. The nameplate on the table that she treasured illuminated her name. Vanessa Callisto, The Queen Regent. "I heard you wanted to see me." I spoke, welcoming very little of what people call politeness. "Good evening, Alastair." She greeted me with the same coldness that I had in my blood. “How is everything?” She hadn't averted her gaze from those documents. Yeah, that's how it's always been. No one ever got her attention unless it was necessary. I assume it's not necessary now. We were not in the hall surrounded by people, not at a party, not at a ball. “Perfect.” “That it should be. But I think there is some fuss, Ala
The Lust Cursed Luna 7. Chelsea
Chelsea Ms. Beth took me to the second floor where I counted around twenty rooms. On the way to the east wing, I leisurely glanced inside a room that had its door opened. There were two bunks inside the room with a wardrobe and a pair of tables and chairs. It was still better than my room in the village. Finally, she stopped in front of a door and pulled a key out of her pocket. Slipping the key into the lock, she opened the door and motioned me toward the room. I followed her inside. Instead of two bunks, I spotted a single bed, and a couch! This room was bigger than the one I saw earlier. It also had a toilet attached. "It's supposed to be the room for an important slave, chosen by the royalty. But fortunately, we don't get any. You can use this room." said Ms. Beth. I thanked her for not sending me back. I thanked her for being kind. She stayed inside with me for a few minutes. She told me this place has about fifty slaves. Most of them were orphans. She said no one is tortured
The Lust Cursed Luna 8. Chelsea
Chelsea I trailed behind Ms. Beth as we made our way into the grand palace. Once again, I found myself trapped in this infernal place. The multitude of sentinels, their watchful gazes, the array of armaments, and the pervasive trepidation. However, I made no complaints. Ms. Beth was a diligent employee. Her hands were bereft of any power to rescue me. Inviting me inside, she flung open the door to the Princess's room. I mean, it was The Princess's room. And I was just a commoner. Ms. Beth had arrived for the sole purpose of fulfilling her professional obligations. I had nothing to do inside. Hence, I politely declined and chose to remain outside. While she was inside, I took the opportunity to appreciate the exquisite design of the intricately carved stone walls, the opulent gold gilding, and the grandiose paintings adorning the vaulted roof and ceiling, which soared to great heights, culminating in a magnificent lamp chandelier suspended at its centre. Lowering my gaze, I moved fo
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