Semua Bab MOONLIGHT SERENADE - The Dance Of The Goddess : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Her legs wrapped around his waist as his lips set all parts of her on fire. "Oh, Odin," she gasped, her breathing hitched as he planted soft teasing kisses on his mark along her neck, her moans filling up the dark room. Her mate gazed deep into her eyes and she could see his longing in his mesmerizing green eyes. And Aithne nodded her approval, a dazzling smile gracing her beautiful face. It wasn't the first time they were doing it and it's been a while since he marked her. Besides, they'd be officially performing the nuptials in the next full moon _ which was about a month from now... Just as Odin claimed her lips again, a loud unappreciated knock was made on the door of her room. Both groaned in disapproval, not willing to let go of their moment and answer the intruder. However, the knock came again, this time even louder. "My lady, the Alpha summons you." A soft feminine voice announced. And reluctantly, Aithne pulled away from Odin and straightened her dress. "It must be

AITHNE'S POV Although I was enraged by Dyson's disrespect, I managed to stay cool because I need to hear it all. I need to know what he's up to, what this is about, so I'd know why he even bothered to ambush us. Dyson of course, noticed the change in the atmosphere but he still continued. "You see, all this is Varda's plan." My blood went still the instant I heard those words. I didn't realize Varda hated me this much. "But my darling Aithne, I'm glad to help her as well. It's no news how much I hate Alpha Demak and unfortunately, you had to be his heir. Therefore you're an obstacle to me, and of course, I must get rid of you." He paused dramatically, looking lost in his own thoughts. "When Varda came to me for help with a generous amount of silver, I was excited and instantly ready to do her bidding. Not just because of the money, not because I hate you _of course you're insufferable and your existence greatly annoys and makes me feel incapable_ but it's solely because I

AITHNE'S POV "Make way! Hey you, quickly call Jeyre here. Tell her to come over the med house immediately. The lady needs her. Also, send word to the Alpha of the current situation." Someone yelled frantically and pantingly, giving out orders while moving in hurried strides as though he was in a rush. Wait, where am I? The last I remembered, I was holding Odin's body to myself before I had slipped into an unconscious state due to the overwhelming pains on my thighs and legs. Dyson's and his surbodinate's clawing on Majesty had certainly reflected greatly on my human body the moment I had transitioned. And the impact of it was a terribly bothersome sight to the eyes... I was hurted and I was bleeding profusely from the injuries I sustained during the fight. I couldn't contain the horrifying pain that came with Odin's death, and neither was my body able to withstand the pain from my wounds any longer, resulting in my fainting... For how long I was in that state, I couldn't tell.

AITHNE'S POV "What?!" Father uttered, his blue eyes wide open as he stared at the physician in disbelief. "Reynold, what did you just say?" He thundered. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I listened to physician Reynold repeat the same words he had told me only moments ago, to my father. "I'm sorry, My Alpha." Reynold bowed. "The lady has lost her chance to walk again because of the multiple damages in either of her calf bones. It would have been corrected if she had been rescued earlier. Now it's impossible to treat as it's too late for a surgery correction. Also, if she tries to shift in the future, it would cause her death." He carefully repeated, his head still bowed. I watched Father turned to look at me and I saw the faintest hint of tears gathering in his usually sparkly blue eyes. We were in the private room in the clinic and Jeyre -- my personal maid and closest companion was with me. I was seated on a wheelchair --damn, how I hate that fact-- and her hands were ge

AITHNE'S POV I had decided to use myself as an evidence to my father in hopes that he would believe me but he had suddenly became too busy to see me, after I was discharged from the clinic and now at home, here in the castle he lived. Yet, I wasn't able to see my father. I was now living a depressed lifestyle, subjecting to my room and personal library only. Initially, I had taken several trips to town but the false story of my brave rescue of Morwen filled the air and the losses I had suffered as a result of my 'supposed' bravery, only earned me the sympathetic looks of the werewolves' society. I was fed up with Varda's and Morwen's false display of loyalty and care towards the entire members of Mooncrest Pack. I was irritated that I had become the gossip of society. And many were already saying I couldn't be the leader of the pack in future because of my permanent disability. Varda had been right when she told me that I would only end up ridiculing my father if I