Semua Bab Alpha King's Lost Luna: Bab 171 - Bab 180

CASSANDRAThough I wanted to immediately go straight to the dungeon, I suddenly remembered Spike’s request for an alcoholic beverage and the approval I’d given to Lancel in Asher’s absence.The last time I’d spoken to Lancel, he’d told me what kind of liquor the imposter preferred, so I decided there was no time like the present. Spike would likely be more willing to speak with me if I sweetened the deal.So, I left the palace and went to Anemond’s market in an attempt to hunt it down.The market was far more bustling than I’d expected at such an early hour. As an array of smells and conversations filled the air around me, I wove through the crowds of people and peered around at the shops.Spike’s request was a strange one- it was an orange and cinnamon liquor that apparently had exotic spices and herbs in it that weren’t present in many other drinks.I had to travel to three separate shops in the market before I managed to locate it on a shelf in the back. The bottle was tall and ski

CASSANDRAMy head spun as I walked, and with every step I took toward Keller’s, memories of my conversation with Spike faded into obscurity. How I exited the dungeon eluded me and I felt as if someone else was controlling my movements. This strange sensation of possession wasn’t something I was used to, but with how much turmoil plagued my thoughts, it made sense that I was feeling out of sorts.I was restless and my mind was agitated from the pressure of it all.Mind control, talismans, Emmett… there was so much to consider and I didn’t know how to make sense of it. I wished that Asher was here to help me sort it all out, but with him being gone on some unknown errand, I was alone in the matter.Spike had no reason to deceive me, did he?Though he was an imposter and not necessarily a great man, what would he have to gain by lying to me?There was only one plausible answer to the question that haunted me- Emmett had intervened to suppress my ability to shift.But why?Despite the war

ASHERMuch to our shock and concern, Ector Felix’s condition worsened upon reaching the military base.It had been a difficult journey back to the compound. Ector had been reluctant to leave his home, so a mild sedative had to be administered to transport him.Upon arrival, Silas and I carried him inside, where a host of military personnel were awaiting our return. A gurney was procured immediately, and the Beta and I carefully set him on the cart.I was grateful that no one seemed to question the identity of the poor, frail man that the Alpha King and Beta had brought into the facility. It was one of the perks of being the ruler of Wegalla- discretion was the name of the game. I couldn’t be questioned by anyone, no matter their rank, for fear of punishment. Of course, I wasn’t that type of ruler by any means, but when it came to Ector Felix, I wasn’t going to risk his safety by someone asking questions.The gurney was wheeled into a private room, and once the doors were closed behind

CASSANDRAThe morning after my conversation with Spike, I was too excited to sleep in, and awoke far before the sun had even breached the horizon. I sat straight up in bed and stretched my arms high above me, relishing in the sweet release as my muscles eased. I let out a soft sigh and a smile crawled on my lips.Asher was set to return in the afternoon. Though it had only been a few days, it had felt like an eternity since I’d seen the Alpha King. I yearned for the scent of his cologne as well as the feeling of his lips against mine. I longed for the warmth of his skin and the way his gray eyes softened when they met mine.It was crazy to think back to when we’d first met in Wild Crawler. That Asher had a steely gaze that made me uncomfortable and cold, but this new Asher, the Asher I knew in the past… he was someone else entirely.I quietly padded over to the bathroom and gently closed the door behind me to keep from waking up Finnick. I approached the sink and splashed my face with

KALEBThe pathetic expression on Kane Collin’s otherwise attractive face was sickeningly pitiful. His long-lashed violet eyes were pathetic as they remained fixed on the beautiful healer, and I fought the urge to sigh.I wasn’t unfamiliar with this look. I’d seen plenty of it on my mother’s face before she died. She would lean her emaciated body against the door frame and stare at the empty hall with longing in her ice-blue eyes. Yet, despite all of her yearning and wistful dreaming my father never visited her.So, my mother brought that look all the way to her tomb. It was silly and shameful for her to believe that my father ever loved her, not to mention pathetic and naive. The whole idea of love in general was foolish.I averted my eyes from Kane’s face and glanced over at Healer Cassandra, who looked both baffled and vexed. I had to admit that I found it interesting to see this young, lovely woman lose her temper, given the fact that she always seemed to be so calm and subdued. I