Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

Ivy's POVAs blood continues to drip from the gaping wound in Delilah’s stomach, I have to hold her up for us to be able to leave the cabin. We lean against its rough wooden boards. I scan my surroundings intently, frowning as I look out over the bare grass clearing. “Where are the warriors you fought?” I ask Delilah. I know I heard the sounds of combat, and flecks of blood and tufts of torn fur littler the ground. But the warriors themselves are gone–there’s no sign of them. “Delilah?” I say, nudging her shoulder gently. “Mmmmmm…” she groans, face ashy. She looks ghastly. “It hurts.” I rub her shoulder soothingly, brow creased with worry. “I know it hurts. I’m so sorry. I’m sure help will be here soon, though.”She did say everyone has gone out looking–I’m sure someone knows where she went. Spencer and Beta Wilson wouldn’t leave Delilah alone to figure out how to rescue me.I press my hand against Delilah’s forehead as she slumps against my shoulder. Her skin is the right tempe

Ivy's POV“Return to your ranks!”At the sound of Gamma Everly’s stark command, everyone’s shock is quickly buried. All the patrolling warriors nod once before swiftly arranging into their legions. She walks up and down the rows of warriors, inspecting each one. “As if any of you would be able to understand who can and can’t choose to fight,” Gamma Everly scoffs. “I’m a she-wolf too, and I could fight every man here at once without faltering. I’m not just the strongest she-wolf here, I’m the strongest wolf here. Are you going to stand here and tell me I couldn’t make just as fine a warrior out of the mate of Prince Spencer himself? An Alpha’s daughter who’s made it off multiple battlefields unscathed? Who are you to tell anyone what they should do?” Gamma Everly’s words ring across the barracks, easily filling the space, and the warriors all avert their gaze. It’s clear how much they respect her–her voice carries real weight. A spark of gratitude fills my heart as I look over at Gam

Ivy's POVThe moment the challenge passes my lips, every warrior in the barracks falls deathly silent. They look towards Spencer as one, eyes all wide with fear. They’re not afraid of me, I know–I bet they’re terrified of what Spencer would do to them if they actually took me up on my offer. A strange calm comes over me at their stunned faces, a satisfaction at being able to do something none of them could have predicted. Slowly, steadily, voices thin and brittle with trepidation, the warriors begin to chatter again. They look up at me occasionally in shock and disbelief. The more the volume of the conversation rises, the more concerned Spencer looks, a deeply serious expression taking over his features. Even Gamma Everly and Sylvia look a bit unsure, their gazes fixed onto me as though trying to figure out what to do. I understand everyone’s concern–I really do–but I think a challenge is what I need. After all, how else is anyone going to take me seriously?In the code of honor

Spencer's POV“How did Ivy get kidnapped by our enemies yet again?”I glower down at my mother as she places her hands across the desk, looking up at me with a smug, expectant gaze. “They used a sedative,” I say eventually. “But now that we know it’s a weapon they have at their disposal, we’re ready for it. And they didn’t even take Ivy from the palace! We were off royal grounds when they–”“This isn’t the first time Ivy has been taken,” my mother cuts in abruptly. “And it certainly won’t be the last. Please, Spencer, I need you to face the facts. As long as everyone knows how much you love Ivy, she’ll always be a target.”I purse my lips. I want to refute, to say all the ways I could protect Ivy, but something is different this time. Because this time, she was taken from right underneath my nose. I should have been there–I was nearby, I could have protected her, but I was off swimming and I wasn’t there and she nearly died because I wasn’t good enough–And if I can’t protect her…F

Ivy's POVToday is the first day of training, and I couldn’t be more excited. I arrive at the training grounds early, feeling like I’m about to explode with anticipation. I’m dressed in athletic wear, hair pulled back into a tight ponytail. The scars on my arms and back are more exposed than I usually let them be, but that’s okay, because now the scars don’t belong to a scared girl struggling to survive.They belong to a warrior-in-training who’s lived through some of the worst things a person could go through. When Gamma Everly sees me, she gives me a brisk nod. “Glad you’re early. You ready to get started? Sylvia should be here soon.” I beam, rocking back on my heels and eyeing the entrance to the training grounds excitedly. Soon enough, Sylvia shows up, dressed the same as I am and ready to get started. I can see the scars on her body, too, and I hate how similar they are to my own. “You both set?” Gamma Everly asks as soon as Sylvia sets her things down. I tilt my head. “I t