Semua Bab Bloodmoon Chronicles : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Meanwhile Skylar went to the healers lair where her father was in. He was still unconscious, not even a sign that he was still alive except for the occasional breathing of his chest. "Do you think he will survive this?" Her tone was dry, and very low for the loud firm authoritative one she was used to. The healer paused. He has been tiptoeing out of the lair in order not to disturb her precious moments with her father, but it appeared that his quietness was not good enough. "We need to have faith in periods like this, princess" he muttered. Skylar dried her tears and stopped crying. The old man continued walking out of the lair. She wanted to stop him but couldn't bring herself to. But she really wanted to stop him knowing where he was going to. Soon he would join those who were cheering for Damien and Freya's mating ceremony. She didn't wish for it but there was nothing she could do. Her father didn't need him either and there were guards outside the lair to protect him. She

While walking out of Damien's lair and back to hers, Skylar crossed the road that led to the dungeon. To tell her or not to? She contemplated. Someone needed to know what she had heard the previous night as well.. And Nova had all right to know. Afterall, she was directly involved in Freya's conspiracy. "What will she be able to do even if I were to tell her?" She muttered to herself. And this statement stoped he from moving inside like she had planned. Truly, there was nothing Nova could do and even if she were to inform her, it would only make matters worse if she were to throw a tantrum on finding out what had happened. So she walked pass it and headed towards the healers place, where her father was. And where she could find solace in the midst of all problems surrounding her. At the lair and when she has reached, her conscience was judging her. She was committing an offense by not telling Nova what had happened to her child, or the the fact bag she didn't even know that she

Stormrider lingered at the doorway, eyes quietly tracing Lucien's expression, searching for a clue—anything that might betray what he was feeling.His gaze swept over his features, catching the twitch of a jaw, the tightness around his eyes—signs of unrest he didn’t voice.He didn't want to announce himself or to call him off of his trance. But instead, he stood glued to the spot, reading the weariness in his shoulders and the storm tucked behind his eyes.Perhaps the number of forces coming against him which he had told him about before had made him feel uneasy. However he were to put it. But he hadn't said those numbers to scare him but to prepare him for the task tbag stood ahead. So that he would not make a mistake.His doting eyes drifted over him gently, searching for cracks in his composure. Like a father would. After all the late King had given him the task of being a father to his son.So it as necessary that he acted like one. His eyes were full of questions his lips were to

Nova rose up from her cage as she could see the figure approaching her. It was Freya. "What brings the Almighty Luna to such a dirty place?" She asked in a trembling voice with barely contained rage. Freya slammed her fist against the wall believing that Nova was mocking her. She wasn't Luna and the specifications of her bond with Damien forbid her from claiming one. She would have aimed for her face if not that she had been instructed to stay away from Nova. Nothing seemed to be going her way these days and even the little respect Damien had for her before had vanished since after the mating ceremony. "What's wrong?" Nova asked, staring at her mockingly from head to toe. She had once overheard the guards talking about how she became an Alpha all of a sudden. And then how Damien had announced before everyone that she wouldn't become the Luna of his pack since she was already an Alpha. She had been overjoyed by the news when she heard it. The Almighty Freya? Being embarrassed th

Everyone's gaze switched to Nova as she began limping with the bowl in her arm. They couldn't tell why she was limping but Freya knew. Likewise Damien who was grinning from ear to ear as she struggled to raise her feet each time she walked. But Nova didn't care. All she looked at right now and cared about was her freedom. Nova had succeeded in walking up to where Damien sat without spilling any drop of the water on the floor. Infuriated that she had succeeded in the task he mapped out for her, Damien had collected the bowl of water from her , took it close to his lips before he flung it away and gave Nova a harsh slap. Everyone became curious. Freya most especially as he mouth opened agap. What had she done now when she clearly brought the water he has requested without spilling anything. When he noticed that everyone's attention were now on him because of what he had done, he stood up from where he sat. "There is no forgiveness for traitors in my land" he shouted out loud and