Revenge Of The Forgotten Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

~Ivory~That would be a drastic measure—inviting the dark witch of Gar. Known for her dark rituals, she would not only eliminate the enemy who had wronged her summoner but also hunt down the bloodline of the enemy and extinguish their lineage. It hadn’t come to that. That would be calling for a total wipeout of the families of all those involved in Riley’s illness, both the innocent and guilty. Was this part of the king’s formidability? The very thought of erasing entire bloodlines was a chilling prospect. What if, in the worst-case scenario, the perpetrator was someone close to the King, his own blood? I couldn’t help but wonder if this was a testament to his strong commitment to justice or the darker formidability of his nature.As my eyes met his tired gaze, I glimpsed an undercurrent of vulnerability beneath his wary gaze. Indeed he was King of all Kings, but I sensed that deep down, he was struggling to conceal the anguish from Riley's illness. Even though he couldn't say it alo

~Aurora~Like a patient predator, I crouched in the shadows of the crowd, waiting for the right moment to strike. I clutched a glass of intoxicating tonic in my hand, waiting for the right time to make a careless trip and spill the content of the glass all over my unsuspecting target, Zeeb. Just a whiff of the tonic will disorient him and send him to his room. I had calculated every move, every step, and I knew the timing had to be precise. Any misstep, and the entire plan will flop. But I am the smart, fearless daughter of Alpha Alphonsus, and I barely miss when I dare to strike.I observed him from a distance, sitting amidst his friends, his mouth parting in laughter. Even from afar, his joy was infectious. He sure was a Greek god, a paragon of masculinity that seemed to mesmerize women around him. Soon, his friends began to disperse in search of their own conquests, she-wolves to seduce and enthrall; he stayed. He sat majestically, taking in the crowd that had gathered to celebra

~Alpha King Zeeb~ My brows furrowed in concern, “Father’s absence? What do you mean by that, Heather? I thought you talked to Mom about this already and said she is on it.” I had heard of our father’s grumbling about her mate’s family in the past. But I thought all that had been settled and we were all rooting for a perfect bond between her and Derrick. But now, it seemed there was more to the story. She brushed Force’s back with a curry comb gently as she responded, her voice calm and measured, “He still insists that he won’t be present because my Derrick’s father disrespected his reign back in the day. Remember, he was a strong opposing force, and Father says he can’t afford to see any of his pups mating with the son of who challenged his authority.” “You sure he said that?” “Yes, why would I say things I’m not sure of, Zeeb? In fact, we both know that father wants me to reject him. A recluse like me, reject a fated mate?” My lips curled into a knowing smile. She was over

~Ivory~ I heard the heavy sound of footsteps outside the room. It grew louder with each passing moment. Startled by the unexpected sound, my senses heightened. Immediately, I laid Riley down on the bed, trying not to disturb her slumber. I snapped my gaze to the door, my eyes steadying on the knob. I noticed the knob began to move, and suddenly, the door creaked open. Then came someone I hadn’t expected to see—Logan. He stood in the doorway with an air of unmistakable confidence, his eyes locking into mine intensely. My expression changed from neutral to alarmed as I took in the sight of him. What was he doing here? I swallowed hard, my voice coming out high-pitched as I called out, “Logan?” His scent filled the room as he stepped in, his tall frame moving gallantly towards me and Riley. My heart began to beat faster, an unnerving sensation about to consume me. He looked even more like Zeeb, his hair done in Zeeb’s favorite style. But the earlier attraction I had towards

~Alpha King Zeeb~ I’ve had moments as a King, moments of reflection, wishing I had done things more differently. Now I see the role Adeline played in my life, her shield as Luna. Call it support or whatever, it’s still a shield, a subtle protection to my reign. Even if I try to convince myself that there it was no shield, it still won't change the truth. Despite her own struggles and doubts, she persevered, always considering me. She shielded me until she lost herself in it. I remember times I'd wake up to find her visibly stressed, yet she would don a warm smile, reassuring me that everything was fine with this household and urging me not to worry about her. She carried the weight of hidden rivalry eating deep within, and now that she’s no more, I’m left with the glaring truth that I didn't try enough. She'd say, “You worry so much about what happens in here, Zeeb. Why am I here then? I'm here to support you; focus on the people you lead while I coordinate our servants in thi