All Chapters of The Rise Of The Betrayed Luna: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Lenora's POV “I'm sorry I came late.” I said to Zade, but he shushed me. “Don’t say that, baby girl. You came right in time, okay?” He pulled me into his arms and rested his head in the crook of my neck. We were currently sitting on the couch. “If you hadn't called me earlier, I'd have handed the throne over to Zariel and by now I'll be in deep regret because the woman he claimed to have in his custody wasn't you. It was a stranger. So trust me, you came right in time.” My lips curled into a soft smile. “You are welcome, Zade.” I didn't realise how much I've missed him until right now. I'm glad that everything has been settled and Zariel won't have any means to blackmail him into giving him the throne anymore. “Zade?” I called out, my voice breaking the comfortable silence. He hummed in response and I took that as a go-ahead order. “I'm sorry about your sister's death. I had no idea that Axel killed her just to get the necklace. You can reject me if you want, and I promise to

Zariel's POV “I warned you, didn't I?” My wolf hissed as soon as I stepped out of the cab, but I couldn't even answer him. I couldn't. Not when my body hurts like I'd been hit with a sledgehammer. How could Zade have fooled me this way? The motherfucker was ready to give me the throne. He was willing to give it to me. Just like I'd planned, I made him know that I won't let him meet his mate unless he gives me the throne. He was ready to do it, but at that point, that bitch had to spoil everything. I could vividly remember the smirk on Zade's face as he stared at me, telling me that I'll never sit on the throne no matter how much I tried. He'd told me that he knew that his mate wasn't with me, but had just been playing along just so he could get a hold on me. Fuck! I growled in anger as I punched the wall closer to me. I ignored the sizzling pain that shot through my body. After all, it was not compared to the other pain coming from my body. How did I not realise that it was

Melissa's POV “Melissa?” My mother's voice sounded as soon as she walked into my room. There was a tone of urgency in her voice. She sounded really worried, like someone who had seen a ghost. I took my eyes off the book that I've been reading and I turned to face her. “Yes, mother? What's wrong?” I inquired, my brows creasing into a frown. “Damien….” She trailed off and I urged her to continue. “He's here already and he's requesting to come up to your room.” My face paled as soon as I heard her words. That brute is here so soon? It isn't yet ten. Is he so eager to meet me that he couldn't wait until the time that Axel had chosen? My mind suddenly traveled to our last discussion. He had promised to come pretend to be my brother only if I let him make love to me. I didn't want to do it. I swear I never wanted to. But now I have no choice. If I don't do it, I am gonna die and so will my mother and I don't want that to happen. I don't need any soothsayer to tell me that Damien w

Lenora's POV The sheets beside me were cold, the imprint of Zade's body long gone. My fingers traced the empty space, frustration burning low in my stomach. Again. He'd done it again…. Kissed me like I was the air he needed to breathe, but all of a sudden, he vanished before dawn like a thief. What exactly is wrong with him? I asked no one in particular as I glared daggers at the empty space, like it was Zade. “Do you think he's running away from us?” Zoey asked, but I didn't answer. I couldn't even come up with any answer, but deep down, I know that he was running away from me. With a loud groan, I dragged myself out of bed, my body still humming from his actions last night. The memory of his hands, his mouth, the way he'd groaned against my lips like he was an infant who'd been starved of his mother's breasts. His actions last night were all that seared into my skin. I was expecting him to take things forward. I was expecting him to take me, to do whatever he wanted with me,

Axel’s POV The sharp crack of Melissa's slap still burned on my cheek long after the door slammed shut behind her. The sting from her hit was nothing compared to the venom in her words. ‘Go your barren woman if you are horny.’ I exhaled through my nose, my fingers flexing against my thighs. My wolf snarled in the back of my mind. “You went too far, Axel.” “Shut up,” I shot back, but he didn’t. He never did, until he let out his anger. “She carries your child, you fool. She is carrying your heir. And you throw Lenora’s name in her face like it’s nothing?” I clenched my jaw. He wasn't wrong, but he wasn't right either and that was the problem. My wolf despised Melissa from the moment I cheated on my former mate with her. He claimed she was selfish and stupid and not fit to be the mother of my heir, he wanted to wait until whenever the moon goddess blesses Lenora, but even he couldn't stomach this. He couldn't stomach the fact that I tattooed Lenora's name on my neck some days