The Rise Of The White Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 181 - チャプター 185

Exalia’s POVWhen the champagne bottle reached my turn, I took a gulp and it was quite sharp on my tongue.I was not the type to drink such drinks.I then handed it over to Alex.He smiled and tried to tease me, “Exalia, you’re an adult, you’re above eighteen years old. Please don’t tell me a gulp of champagne is making you shiver like a little baby,” he mocked, grinning with his teeth wide open.“Are you going to take your own gulp, or you prefer to say things that are not profound?” I asked, whispering into his ears, so that only he could hear what I said.He gave me a side eye and took the bottle from my hands, and his eyes glinted with a mischievous look, Alex was a silly old man.“Okay everyone,” he said, shining his teeth and grinning.“To kicking some ass and to popping champagne and drinking on the way home,” he said, pouring down so much of the liquid into his throat.We all burst into a fit of laughter, even Dane fell rolled on the ground, and Tasha lost her footing and fell

Exalia’s POVAfter a few more hours of sailing in peace and fun and laughter, our ship finally cut through the last stretch of the sea.“Alex, we’re finally almost home,” I said in excitement, grabbing his hands and dancing like a happy child who had just received a Christmas gift from Santa Clause.“Calm down, calm down, relax your self and behave yourself,” he said, trying to calm me down but I could not help it, I was just too excited, and no one could even calm me down or ask me to stop rejoicing. If Alex had felt half of what I felt about our home, he would have understood the reason why I was so excited that we were finally home, and he wouldn’t ask me to calm down.He would even join me to celebrate.And we saw the coastlines of our kingdom far off like a promised land in the distance.I smiled deep within me, I was home at last, and I would not lie; the vacation had been a very fun and interesting one. I rested my back on the railings, and the wind blew softly against my hai

Exalia’s POVThe morning sun came quiet. it came through the silk curtains like gold spilling from the sky.I stood in front of the mirror in my chambers, still and silent, wrapped in ceremonial robes of silver and white. They glowed with every breath I took, as if the fabric itself was alive. My hair was braided down my spine, braided with tiny moon crystals that glowed faintly against the waves of dark brown.Around me, my wolf shimmered. Her aura rising in a low, silver glow. She wasn’t angry or trying to protect herself. She was just there… calm and complete.This was me now.Not the girl who had once knelt in chains.Not the broken mate Jake walked away from.Not the furious prisoner Maria left to rot.Not the beast Jaddy tried to break.Not even the warrior who almost lost Axel.No. This woman, this Luna, was all of them, and none of them at the same time. I stared into the mirror, into eyes that had seen hell and made it home again.“I was born to be broken,” I whispered, “so