บททั้งหมดของ The Rise Of The White Luna : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Axel's pov I scoffed lightly through my nostrils, he's obviously interested in her. The Old man has been searching for a deserving disciple to continue his teachings, but he claimed he had not found the right choice.And, seeing the genuine curiosity in Exalia's eyes, and the fact that he seemed to have a good impression of her, he might…Forget it, I will agree if Exalia wants it.Old man Harrick nodded, “That's a general detoxifying pill, it works as an antidote for common poisons.” He explained, and Exalia's eyes widened in surprise, just like a naive child. “So powerful? I've never heard of it before even though I had always eavesdropped whenever the physician in our pack treated someone.” She explained with bright eyes, and I sneered in mockery. “Your pack is a backward one, what do you expect?”Exalia turned to look at me, “Will you be punished if you don't keep quiet? We are having a serious conversation here.” She admonished, and I stiffened.“You don't talk to this Lord li

Axel's pov A subtle shift in her expression was all I needed to see to know she didn't quite believe in my words.Exalia might look soft, and harmless, but the wits and perceptiveness beneath that facade was commendable. So much that I felt both threatened, and frustrated. And, it was a rare occurrence. Yet, I felt if I wasn't careful, all my secrets would be unraveled. But, a part of me felt satisfied and admired her even more. All these qualities she had been hiding, I don't mind helping her put them into good use.Exalia was like a stone, just a bit of polishing and refining would show the gem embedded inside this seemingly rough stone. The tensed atmosphere seemed to hint at something, so I quickly cleared my throat to break the silence, “Someone!” I called out loudly, and the door swung open instantly. “My Lord.” a warrior strode in hurriedly, bowing deeply in my direction. “Bring in that made from earlier. The one assigned to serve my mate.” I ordered, and he nodded respec

Exalia's POV As I walked towards my room, my mind buzzed with countless jumbled, and confusing thoughts. I knitted my brows, taking heavy steps towards my destination, but my mind was already distracted. I replayed my recent interaction with Axel, and became even more puzzled. 'Why was he like that?' I wondered inwardly, and of course, no one would answer me.According to the rumors, he was supposed to be cruel, devious, and ruthless. That's what they said and that's what I know, but it doesn't seem to be so.His actions left me puzzled, and unsettled at the same time. A man like him shouldn't be bothered to play someone like me, so what does he have in mind?Was he as cruel as the rumors said, or was there more to it than said? Could it be that they were merely rumors as the definition implies?But, I had noticed that cold expression on his visage when he punished those people, and that couldn't be faked. But, his expressions would change whenever I glance at him, as if the previo

Exalia's POV A chill ran down my spine as I tried to make sense of the dream.A dark figure, graves, people dying. Why does it all sound strange, yet so vivid?I rubbed my temples, thinking about the language I couldn't quite understand, but it made me feel strange whenever I remember it.I've never had this kind of dream before, and I couldn't help but have a strange thought that It almost seemed like a warning. It was as if something were telling me that it would happen, but I just don't understand. Because, no matter how I thought about it, I couldn't help but feel that the dark shadow was not just a figment. “My Lady, are you awake? Can I come in?” Mabel's anxious voice rang out once again, and I shook my head.“Yes, I'm awake, you can come in.” I uttered gently, though my voice was hoarse.The door swung open, and a petite figure strode in hurriedly, “My Lady, why did you take so long to answer? We will be late.” She exclaimed, staring at me anxiously. Not fully understanding

Exalia's POV I pointed to myself, baffled, “Are you talking to me?” Strangely, I wasn't afraid of her, and was genuinely curious. After that occurrence from earlier, something seemed to have changed inside me, but I couldn't decipher what it was. The Luna frowned, “Who else do you think I'm referring to?” Sure enough, trouble would never cease to approach me. I didn't do anything, and merely wanted to find my seat, but she still had to seek me. If not because she was deliberately looking for trouble, do I really look like a maid to her? Unwilling to cause trouble in such an important event, I shook my head calmly, “I'm not a guest.” I merely stated, unwilling to use that status to stand up for myself. I wasn't Luna, nor would I ever be. In due time, Axel would realize that he had taken the wrong person, and would let me go. Strangely, as that thought emerged in my mind, a dull ache jabbed at my chest, and I frowned in confusion. What's going on? I didn't know. Why would