The Loathed Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Hrolf stared at the dagger while scrutinizing the symbol which was on it. It had the crest of the Sussex pack on it and he clinched on the handle of the dagger. He was hurt. He was. What had prompted all of this? "You were ordered to kill me?" Hrolf growled at the girl who kept shaking her head. " I wasn't ordered to kill you, I would never do that, I wouldn't, please listen to what I have to say," she pleaded. Hrolf stared at her with disappointment. "You lie still," he said to her with a smirk on his lips. He was enraged but he was trying to keep his cool. He couldn't afford to let it slide, he had been lenient enough and now everyone must pay. Anyone who made him angry would pay. The girl averted her gaze to the ground with tears streaming down her eyes."How did this happen?" She wondered. She had mapped out the plan properly.Hrolf wasn't supposed to be here. She had prepared to flee through the window if she heard him approaching but she couldn't. She hadn't heard him approa

Ashina walked out of the dungeon back into the castle. She stood in front of Cassie's room contemplating if she should go with Gael. She pulled the door slightly and heaved a sigh of relief to see Gael playing cheerfully with Cassie. He was lying on her lap while she played with his hair. "You should be careful at all times, do not play with objects like those I told you about," Cassie said to Gael. She could feel Ashina's presence but she didn't want to say a word about it to Gael. She had been enjoying the time together with Gael and she wished that this could happen more often. Ashina inhaled sharply before closing the door quietly. She walked toward Hrolf's quarter deep in thought. She was thinking of the best way possible to make him change his mind and she still couldn't think of anything no matter how hard it was. She was going to plead with Hrolf till he agreed to set Orwella free. She wondered how cruel he could be. How could he pass judgment without proper interrogations

Ashina stumbled on her way back to Cassie's room. She didn't want Gael to see her this heartbroken. It was annoying that he was such a sweet boy and his father was a jerk. Tears streamed down her flawless face when she thought about how much she had pleaded for Hrolf to forgive Orwella but still, he refused. She had thought he would oblige her request if she showed him her sincerity but that was far from being the truth. Hrolf had not only refused her request, but he had also called her names and shattered her heart into tiny pieces in the process. She exhaled sharply as she thought about the next step to take even when she had been denied. She couldn't give up hope now, not when Orwella's life was at stake. She had to do all she could to make sure her life was saved at all costs. She frowned when she saw the man who had introduced himself as Gasper walking toward her with a smile on his face. She wondered who he was and what was his mission in the palace. Maybe he could talk to H

"You need to rethink Hrolf," Gasper advised him while they were walking down the hallway leading to the dressing room where his robe was kept. Hrolf stopped in his step and turned to look at Gasper. "You should know that you are in my pack and I get to rule the way I want," He answered Gasper. " But still, you said that Ashina might be friends with the spy, wouldn't you think about her feelings?" Gasper asked Hrolf turned around, and pulled Gasper by the collar of his shirt, gazing blankly into his eyes. "I do not care about anyone's feelings, people should know what awaits them when they step on my toes," he said to Gasper. " You have always been known as a good leader, do not spoil the reputation that you have built all this while,'' he said to Hrolf. Hrolf released his tight grip on the collar and walked away. He didn't have time for all of these. He needed to prepare for the execution of Orwella. Gasper trailed behind Hrolf wanting to change his mind. He needed to do somet

"Gael, where are you going?" Hrolf questioned. He got up from the marble tiles he had been kneeling on and walked toward the door.Gael turned to face him with teary eyes. Hrolf felt his heart stop when he saw his son's eyes. "Why are you crying?" He asked. His voice was low and filled with emotions Gael sniffed while rubbing his hands on his snort. "You didn't answer me, dad, don't you like me anymore? Is that why you don't want to?" He asked. " Noo, noo, you know I love you too much to deny you of anything all you have to do is say it and I will get it for you," Hrolf uttered. " Then why aren't you answering my questions about my mother? Did you lock her up again?" He asked. Hrolf palmed his forehead. Raising a toddler wasn't easy. He had been doing a great job all this while and it seemed like all of that bad changed since Ashina came into Gael's life. Gael had not only liked her, but he had also taken her as his mother. "Your mother is fine. She will be here soon," he answe