Semua Bab Luna Lyra: Bab 21 - Bab 30

I shook my head. “No, it’s not harmful. At least, it never was for me. It’s just some traditional herbs and roots. Nothing dangerous. I’ve watched my mother prepare many times before, for others who needed it. The only side effect is that it sometimes makes you… a little more ummm like you are in heat. I hope you understand.”She chuckled at this. Her lips curled into a thoughtful smile. “Of course I understand, Lyra. And that is not a problem.”I laughed softly, the sound light and freeing. “Glad to hear that.”Calista remained silent for a few moments, then finally nodded. “Alright, I’ll give it a try. But I’ll need to know everything that we need so we can get it.”I nodded enthusiastically, already reaching into my bag to pull out a small notebook. Inside, I had written down the ingredients my mother had used, the steps to make the potion exactly right. “There are a few key herbs,” I began, flipping through the pages. “First, you’ll need Myringwort. It’s a root that grows near th

The morning sun filtered through the windows of Calista's home, casting a golden glow across the room. The herbs and roots the maids had gathered the day before were now carefully simmering in a large pot on the stove, the scent of the healing potion filling the air with an earthy, soothing aroma. I was deep in concentration, making sure the brew was prepared just as my mother had taught me. It had to be perfect. Calista and I were counting on it.I glanced over at her as she sat at the table, her fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on the cloth. She seemed nervous, yet hopeful. I could see the anxiety in her eyes, but there was something else there too. There was also a flicker of hope and excitement at the thought that maybe, just maybe, this could work. She wanted a child so badly, and I wanted to help her get what she deserved.Once I had finished the potion, we let it cool. When it was ready, I poured it into a small vial, the liquid glimmering in the morning light. I turned

LyraShe shrugged. “Who knows? Maybe he has finally decided to open his heart to love again. Although why he would pick you is strange.”“Why do you say that?”“He should know that you are already mated. Definitely you are not thinking of leaving your mate for him.”“No. And I told him so. I just hope I haven’t hurt him too much by rejecting him now that he has finally decided to love again.” Calista’s eyes softened, and she nodded. “I think Luke has always kept a piece of himself reserved, not wanting to trust anyone completely. But maybe, just maybe, he saw something in you, Lyra. Something that made him believe it was safe to open up. I’m not saying he was right to confess to you, but I think he’s been carrying that weight for a long time.”I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat growing. “He’s been carrying it alone. And I can’t be the one to fix him. I can’t be the one to heal those wounds.”“You don’t have to,” Calista said gently, reaching across the table and placing her hand

DamienDamien couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something more going on that he didn’t know about. Why would elder Marcus suddenly develop interest in alpha Jaxon? Elder Marcus’s insistence on staying made me feel uneasy. But I didn’t press the issue. I had a sense that this conversation was one he wasn’t meant to be part of,not yet.There was something about Marcus's sudden interest in Jaxon that didn’t sit right with him, and he wasn’t sure what game they were playing. But he intended to find out. Still, my instincts told him to stay vigilant. Something was off, and I wasn’t about to ignore it. For now, I decided to focus on the conversation I am having with Jaxon.“Thank you for agreeing to this meeting,” I told him while motioning for him to sit on a seat close to the end of the conference table. This way, we will be sitting far away from the door. Although, Rowan is at the door to make sure no one disturbs me as I have already mindlinked him to him.Jaxon stepped forward,

MarcusI sat in my study, the amber liquid in my glass catching the faint light from the single candle I had lit on my desk. It was getting dark outside, the kind of time I should be relaxing. But all I could feel was the burning rage deep inside me. That little twerp called me his subject.Imagine that little twerp, telling me I am his subject.I took another sip, letting the fire of the alcohol settle in my chest. But it wasn’t enough to douse the fire in my mind. My fingers gripped the glass tighter, the crystal almost feeling like it might shatter under my anger. Well, I am his subject for now, for now. I would have finished my discussions with Jaxon by now. It was supposed to be a simple, discreet meeting between us. By now, he would have given me access to Lyra. That was why I wanted to let him know that I am Lyra’s father. I am sure that would have made him see me in a good light.Knowing that I’m related to Lyra would have meant something to him. I could have swayed him. He