All Chapters of My Marked Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ApphiaI can't feel Ziora anymore. She's gone, leaving me desolate. As we walk upstairs, I realize how grand the castle is with its tall ceiling and wide white marbled hallways. There are paintings on the walls, all expensive-looking. Everything is antique but modern, too. It also has a homey feeling to it that I like. Just what am I doing here? I'm out of my league here. Lily talks about the room she chose for me, but I'm struggling to comprehend anything momentarily. She takes me to a private wing on the west side and stops before a white door. She pushes it open, and Vicky rushes in, spreading her hands in a dramatic gesture. "Tada! Welcome aboard!" I step inside and look around with my eyes. No. It can't be mine. The room is enormous, with two large windows from the floor to the ceiling. In the middle of the room is a large queen-sized bed with white sheets and many fluffy pillows. There is a long cream couch facing the TV on the wall. "Check it out," Lily says with a s

Nicholas " You think Apphia is a marked wolf?" I repeat.“ We don't think. We are sure,” mom says. I need help understanding. I look at them for elaboration. " A marked wolf is a shifter with divine powers. They possess powers that transcend human understanding," Dad says. My mother sighs and relaxes in the chair as she begins to explain. " After discovering that Apphia is immune to all our powers, your grandfather, Mike, and the elder council were intrigued was this information, as this was the first anyone wasn't affected by our powers. While searching an ancient library, they discovered a chronicle text. The chronicle details more of royal abilities and, surprisingly, one immune to them," " How does a marked wolf come to be?" i ask. " By being submerged in the holy golden lake in the beyond after a sacred ritual during an auspicious day and time chosen by the moon goddess," she answers. I frown. Sacred lake? I've been to the beyond yet had not seen such a lake. "

Nicholas "You promised me, Nicholas," she says softly. I growl; why can't she comply and tell me the name of her pack? "I can't keep it. I must make them pay as an alpha Prince and your m.." I don't finish my sentence. My lycan wants me to tell her I'm her second chance mate, but I can't do that. It's better if she feels the bond to believe it. She needs time to heal and trust to accept her new life. She's here, safe and close to me, where she truly belongs. Apphia isn't going to give us the name of her pack. She says she's okay now and doesn't want anything to do with them, but I just can't let it go. 'Punish them,' the evil voice echoes in my head. It doesn't belong to my lycan. The voice that spoke was hollow and otherworldly. I feel a cold sweat run down my temple. My anger suddenly rises as unbidden thoughts of dead bodies flash in my head, rogues and enemies I've killed over the years. The darkness around me grows. However, it disappears, and the chanting voices quiet as a

Nicholas My heat was suppressed thanks to the portion Luna Savannah had sent to help. I hadn't seen Apphia since I left her at the royal lake, but I could still smell her in the wing. I had wanted to go to her so badly throughout the night, but luckily, Blade was there to stop me. I got ready for work and headed out of the suite. I stepped out of the room just as Apphia did from hers. I froze and stared at her. Her eyes were red, and she didn't look at me, yet she didn't move. Gathering my courage, I approached her. "Good morning, "I greet her. She only nods a good morning, eyes still not meeting mine. I run a hand through my hair. She probably thinks I didn't like the kiss or I don't want her anymore. "I'm sorry about what happened at the lake. I know you must think the worst of me, but I had an emergency I couldn't avoid," She finally lifts her gaze to meet mine, and her eyes soften. "You could have just said so, unlike leaving as you did," she murmurs. I kiss her ch

Apphia " What ceremony, Lily?" The princess looks like she's being caught doing something bad. She opens her mouth a few times, but no words leave her. " Um, for your welcome ceremony... To the pack, right, Lily?" Vicky says, her voice a high pitch. I narrow my gaze and slowly nod. " I don't want a welcome party," I murmur." Well, we should leave. The guests have arrived," Lily says, guiding me out of the bedroom. She is already dressed in an elegant white chiffon dress, while Vicky is in a midi-short dress. They look wonderful!We walk to the ballroom. It is impressive, with two enormous chandeliers sparkling over everyone. It is nicely decorated with minimal light. Soft music is playing, and black-suited servers easily move through the crowd of guests with champagne bottles, refilling glasses. "How many people are in attendance?" I ask. Lily mentioned it was an intimate gathering, but this is far from it. "About one hundred. Mom knows how to throw a party," she says, linking