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Chapter 30: The Dimmed Light

작가: Zoia Zatserkovna
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Leona

I had just finished dressing when the bedroom door opened and Stellan walked in. His hand was freshly bandaged, and in his other, he was clutching a velvet jewellery box.

He inhaled deeply, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"Leona, today at the arena, you truly impressed me. Actually, you keep impressing me every day. In such a short period, you've already won the hearts of Brian, my mother, and my sister. My wolf adores you. And honestly... I truly l
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  • The Tribute Luna: A Year with the Enemy   Chapter 44: Borrowed Heat

    Leona"Go ahead and eat. I have just a few things to take care of," Stellan said, moving toward his study with a gloomy expression.I rolled my eyes at his back. Yeah, our mating wasn't real — but at least on our mating day he could have had the decency to set his work aside and spend time with me, even just as friends. This changes nothing, I reminded myself. A year. A contract. A countdown already ticking under all the crimson carpets and crowns. No point letting a single gloomy face crack something I'd promised to walk away from.Alma whimpered in my head, disappointed too, and I stomped toward the kitchen.I wasn't truly hungry, and I didn't even have a sweet tooth — which was exactly why it made no sense when my hands moved on their own, yanking open the freezer and pulling out a large tub of ice cream. My whole body wanted cold. Wanted something to fill it, to cool it. I didn't question it. I just settled at the counter with a big spoon.The first spoonful melted on my tongue an

  • The Tribute Luna: A Year with the Enemy   Chapter 43: One Blood, One Soul

    StellanI looked at Leona silently, mind-linking my warriors to disarm Rose before she could scratch herself. Honestly, the trick was cheap; she would never slit her own throat.Leona sighed.“Rose, you have a real talent for stealing my spotlight — my engagement party, and now my mating ceremony. Too bad it didn’t work this time.” She turned to the shaman. “Continue, please.”Rose’s eyes widened. “Leona, I’ll do it. I swear.”Erik swallowed hard, pale as a ghost, moving toward Rose, but she only pressed the dagger closer, and blood stained her pearl-white skin crimson. Some of the ladies covered their mouths, gasping loudly. The males watched carefully, stunned by the dramatic show — more curious than actually afraid for Rose’s life.“Like I care,” Leona huffed. “I’m already known as the most vicious, strong-headed woman in the North. What’s one more suicide added to my reputation?”Rose’s hand trembled, and in that mom

  • The Tribute Luna: A Year with the Enemy   Chapter 42: The Blade at the Altar

    Leona "Wow, you look stunning," said Emiliya as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. A royal-blue gown with a structured, sweetheart corset bodice. A multi-tiered tulle skirt that cascaded elegantly to the floor. My hair was swept back into a high, voluminous ponytail; smoky eyes and nude lipstick.Indeed, I looked good — and different from the usual bride.The majority of werewolves chose a white dress for the mating ceremony. Well, that was the humans' influence on our styles. I was a werewolf, and proud of it. And besides, white symbolized purity — and who was I trying to fool? So I'd chosen royal blue instead: the color of a warrior, not a blushing virgin bride. Let them whisper. I wasn't walking that carpet to be claimed. I was walking it to take a crown."Gari is waiting for me. Stellan will be here soon to take you to the hall for the ceremony," Emiliya said, then added in a hushed tone, her eyes shining, "Gari and I are going on a date tomorrow night. But shh — don't tell

  • The Tribute Luna: A Year with the Enemy   Chapter 41: The Lantern Wish

    Leona “He feels like shit. Just give him a chance to redeem himself,” Alma lectured me. “No freaking way.” I snapped back and just rolled over on the bed, turning my back to Stellan. I knew he was awake, breathing hard. I knew he wanted to talk. But I was just exhausted. There was no need for an explanation, and I would not fight for someone who was never mine to begin with. * * * I opened my eyes and felt like I had never closed them at all. I stretched lazily, looking at Stellan’s side of the bed, and of course, he was already gone. Today was the last day before the mating ceremony. Traditionally, it was the day the groom and bride bonded, spending time doing fun activities together. Of course, ours was not like that, so I had the whole day to myself to just relax. I was humming a soft melody in the shower when I heard the suite door open. “Leona, are you getting ready?” Stellan shouted. For what? Good thing I’d at least bring a set of clothes into the shower with me. I qu

  • The Tribute Luna: A Year with the Enemy   Chapter 40: Simply Stand Up

    Stellan On pure instinct, I jumped into the pool and pulled Rebecca out — sobbing, trembling, her arms already snaking around my neck before I’d even set her on her feet. “Stellan, thank you. If it weren’t for you, I’d already be dead.” Emiliya, Garrison, and Brian had arrived at a dead run, warriors at their backs. They stood in a loose half-circle, chests heaving, eyes moving between Rebecca clinging to my chest and Leona standing three feet away, completely dry, completely still. Skoll was screaming at me. Not a warning — a command." Go to her. Go to Leona. You left her." "I know", I told him. "I know." Nobody spoke. The tension had a weight to it, the kind that crackles right before a storm breaks. I opened my mouth to ask Leona what had happened. She beat me to it. She started clapping. Slow. Deliberate. Eyes bright with a mockery so sharp it could draw blood. “Stellar performance, Rebecca.” The pun landed like a blade — and by the look on Leona’s face, it was complete

  • The Tribute Luna: A Year with the Enemy   Chapter 39: The Carthorse and the Villain

    LeonaEverything was moving too fast. Two rogues charged to grab my hands, and I stopped one with a kick to his crotch and cracked another’s jaw with my fist, bone splintering on impact. But the split second I was distracted dealing with those two, another one slapped me hard. My face snapped to the side, and I tasted copper.Alma clawed to shift, but I couldn’t allow it — the club was full of humans.The rogue leader grabbed my jaw, and I shoved back, headbutting him hard enough to white out my vision.“Fucking bitch, you’ll pay for that,” he roared, extending a claw toward my face while I was desperately throwing punches at two others.The blow never came. Brian lunged, knocking the leader off his feet and straddling him, punching relentlessly — the kind of violence that had no mercy in it.Garrison was already pinning another rogue to the wall, and Stellan knocked two of them unconscious in a single sweep. I drove my elbow into the fourth one’s skull, and his body went limp on the

  • The Tribute Luna: A Year with the Enemy   Chapter 17: Deep Clean

    Leona Colette and Emiliya were staring at me, frozen in confusion. Rebecca’s eyes flickered nervously between me and the woman sobbing on the floor, her mind clearly failing to process how her perfect plan had backfired so spectacularly. Stellan looked like he was seeing a g

  • The Tribute Luna: A Year with the Enemy   Chapter 16: A Backfired Trap

    The day vanished in a blur of strategic observation. I meticulously mapped the Night Storm’s patrol routes and analyzed their safety software—intel I’d burn into my own pack’s foundation once I took my rightful place as Alpha. Books which I expected would be boring like

  • The Tribute Luna: A Year with the Enemy   Chapter 5: I Reject You

    Curiosity peaked, and I bolted out to find Alpha Caleb and see what was going on. But before I could reach the doorknob to exit the packhouse, a strong hand grabbed my wrist and spun me around."Babe, it's not safe out there," Erik said, his voice laced with concern."Shouldn't you be worrying abou

  • The Tribute Luna: A Year with the Enemy   Chapter 4: The Mark of Another

    I grabbed my silk robe and tied it swiftly."And why shall we postpone our mating ceremony?" I asked sternly, crossing my arms.Erik was dressing with such speed you’d think the room was on fire. "Baby, please understand. Rose is sick. She has Moonshade disease. Have you ever heard of it?" His voic

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