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The Slave Who Owned The Moon CHAPTER 89
LUCIANDawn barely had time to settle the next day before the summons came.I was wondering why I haven't seen Amaya since yesterday, when one of the house guards knocked on my door.I opened it only to be greeted with his stiff face, an expression that was common among all the house guards, which I wonder if they had drilled into them during their training.“The Alpha requests your presence in his office.”I blinked at him. “The Alpha?”“Yes.”That was odd. Very odd. Darian rarely sent for me. He preferred I stay out of his office unless I barged in on my own accord, which happened often enough to fuel his scowls. But for him to send a guard with a formal request?Curiosity prickled my spine. Something was wrong.When I entered, Darian was already behind his desk, papers spread in front of him. His jaw was taut, his fingers drumming on the polished wood. The moment his eyes lifted to mine, I felt the tension like a live wire between us.“Brother,” I said lightly, easing into the room
The Slave Who Owned The Moon CHAPTER 88
LUCIANThe night is quiet when I finally drift into sleep. For once, my thoughts don’t wrestle with me, and I almost believe the weight of secrets, suspicions, and dangerous feelings has lifted off my chest.But the illusion shatters when I feel arms sliding around me.For half a second, I let myself believe it could be her. Amaya. The warmth, the scent of her skin, the weight of her presence. My pulse kicks then stops cold.It’s wrong.The scent isn’t hers. Too heavy, too cloying. Flowers drowned in honey.My eyes snap open.Moonlight spills through the curtains, soft and silvery, revealing the shape pressed against me. Long hair. Pale arms. A face I know instantly.“Lirra,” I snarl, sitting up so fast she stumbles back on the mattress.She laughs softly, trying to make it sound like innocence. “Don’t look at me like that, Lucian. I only wanted to be close to you.”“What the hell are you doing in my room?” My voice is sharp, cold as ice.She tilts her head, lips curving into what she
The Slave Who Owned The Moon CHAPTER 87
DARIANThe council chamber smelled of candle wax and ink. The air inside was heavy with voices, complaints, demands, suggestions, all directed at me. Ever since the portal had appeared in the woods, whispers of rebellion and fear had spread like wildfire through the pack. Now my desk was buried in reports, grievances, and proposals for “increased security.”And every time I looked up, Theron’s eyes were there. Watching me. Waiting for me to falter.“The servants must be questioned,” he said for the fifth time that morning, his voice cutting through the chamber like a blade. “Someone saw movement near the woods that night. It could have been one of them. We cannot dismiss the possibility.”I leaned back in my chair, fingers steepled, forcing my face into calm neutrality. “We don’t have proof of that. The warriors already swept the grounds. Nothing.”“Proof?” Theron sneered. “Alpha, with respect, proof comes after we interrogate. Fear is growing. If you do not act, you risk appearing we
The Slave Who Owned The Moon CHAPTER 86
AMAYAThe morning air in the pack house always carried a weight of silence before the bustle began. I moved through the corridor quickly, hoping to slip into the kitchens before Evelara noticed me. But of course, her voice cut through the stillness like a blade.“Amaya.”I froze, my heart stuttering. Slowly, I turned. Evelara leaned against the wall near the staircase, her silk robe draped around her like armor. Her smile was too sharp, her eyes glittering with amusement that made my stomach churn.“Yes, my lady?” I said evenly.She tilted her head, studying me. “You were out late last night.”I fought to keep my face neutral. “I was cleaning up after supper. It ran later than usual.”Her smile widened, predatory. “Interesting. Because I happened to notice you going into Lucian’s room.”Blood drained from my face. For a split second, panic clawed at my throat. But I forced myself to breathe, to keep my expression calm.“You must have been mistaken,” I said quietly.Her laugh was sharp
The Slave Who Owned The Moon CHAPTER 85
LUCIANThe pack house has always been full of noise.There's always warriors stomping through the halls, Evelara's shrill voice cutting through silence like a blade, the hushed whispers of servants who think no one hears them. But tonight, it is quiet. Too quiet.I glance down the corridor to make sure no one is watching before I push my door open and gesture for Amaya to follow. She hesitates, eyes flicking left and right, her body tense like a deer about to bolt."No one's here. And before you argue with me, you know that no one comes into my room without my authorization," I say softly. "You'll be safe."Her lips press into a thin line, but after a moment she slips inside. I shut the door behind us, turning the lock with a quiet click. For the first time in weeks, I feel the space is mine alone and now hers, too.Amaya stands near the window, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. Moonlight spills across her face, catching the wariness in her eyes.“You really think this is wi
The Slave Who Owned The Moon CHAPTER 84
LUCIANThe only news that's been going around the pack was about the appearance of a mysterious portal.I couldn't blame them. No one has seen anything like that in centuries, so it's only normal that there would be a lot of chatter surrounding it.The reactions of the people, too, have been different. Ranging from curiosity to amazement to fear, let's just say there hasn't been a shortage of emotions.The portal hasn’t left my mind since the night the alarms rang. The warriors talk about it in whispers still, some swearing they saw a tear in the air itself, others insisting it was nothing more than a trick of the moonlight. Darian buried the whole matter under orders and silence, but silence doesn’t erase memory.I remember the horn’s cry, the panic in the corridors, the search parties running through the woods. And I remember seeing her. Amaya. Slipping back into the pack house from the shadows, her hair wild, her clothes clinging to her like she’d been running. No one else noticed
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