Todos os capítulos de The Mute Luna Bride : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

ELORA Was he fucking kidding me? I was the only one who could save us? Really? Didn’t he just tell me that he was going to leave me here to die, to save myself? Suddenly, for some reason, he couldn’t make it out, and I was supposed to help the both of us out of this?! The heat pressed against my skin like molten iron. It felt awful and unbearable. I had been trapped in many places in my life, but a room lit up in flames had never been one of them. My breath came in shallow gasps with smoke that clogged my lungs. The fire continued to rage, crackling and roaring as it ate away at the walls, the floor, everything. It was coming at us with a speed none of us could stop. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Had he really asked someone to set the place on fire? He set this entire fucking trap for me! As I looked at Ryker, my hands trembled from the molten rage that coursed through my veins. My heart pounded viciously against the tired muscular walls of my chest. “You were goi

ELORA I could smell him from the front of my tent. As I slowly took off my burnt dress, Sierra howled softly within me. “No, Sierra.” I scolded my wolf. “We wouldn’t be speaking to him. Not after what he did to us.”She didn’t seem to care though. She continued to make those soft purring noises, pining for him. Frustrated, I heaved a sigh and climbed into bed, making sure to face the part of my tent away from the entrance. I had to be wary of him from now on.“What does he want anyway? Has he come to try to burn down my tent now?” “Why don’t you hear him out at least?”My eyes shot open. “Hear him out?” I sat up straight, faintly annoyed. If only I could see her face to face, I’d have wanted her to look me in the eyes and repeat what she had just. “You were there, Sierra. If you hadn’t saved us, he'd have gotten us both killed! He didn’t even think of that. He hated me so much that he didn’t stop to think of what would happen if he couldn’t put away the fire.”“Maybe he’s here

ELORA The world blinked in and out as I rolled onto my side, groaning. She stood over me with an empty stare in her eyes. I had gotten used to it because they all wore the same looks when talking to me. Only Kiara had made her dislike for me clear. “You were distracted,” she said. There was no mockery or pity in her voice. I sat up slowly, brushing dirt from my skin, and narrowed my eyes. “You think?” The brawl was over, apparently. A few warriors clapped half-heartedly before dispersing into pairs for other drills. Anya crouched in front of me, a small flask already in her hand. She helped me up and took me into my tent, then began to work on treating my injury. She dabbed a cloth into it and pressed it against the scrape on my chin. I flinched. “Stay still.” she muttered. “Would it hurt?” I asked, anxious. Her eyes lit up with a little smile. “Not too much.” I grumbled something under my breath but obeyed. She worked in silence as her fingers moved

ELORA The sun was ruthless today. Sweat clung to my back like a second skin as I moved from one drill to the next. Due to the injury Anya had inflicted on me, my limbs were aching, but I kept my spirit steady. I didn’t allow myself to breathe, not under Ryker’s supervision. The warriors barely looked at me now. There was no longer scorn or empathy in their curious lenses. Just… tolerance. Maybe even something close to acceptance. I’d bled enough with them for that, I supposed.It was on this hot day I met them. Jarek and Dain, brothers, and Ryker’s most trusted men. Jarek could be described as a quiet storm. He was towering, but not as tall as Ryker, lean, and with that strange calm around him that only true strength could carry. I noticed the way his eyes always strayed to Anya when he thought no one was watching. But I was watching. I saw the way his expression softened around her. How he kept his distance like being close to her might undo him completely. Perhaps it already

KAEL Another nightmare?” she asked. Her tone was laced with worry. I nodded stiffly, unable to form words.She sighed. “This is getting ridiculous. Is it about…?”“She’s alive,” I snapped. Even then, my voice didn’t sound like my own. Selene arched a brow, and I continued. “Elora’s alive.”Selene froze for half a second. Hope ignited in my chest. Finally. Someone could share in my fear, in my relentless search. All of a sudden, my wife threw back her head and bursted into laughter. My face twisted into a frown. I had been a fool to think she, of all people, would understand. “That’s impossible,” she said, waving a hand as her laughter slowly died. “You brought her chopped fingers and flesh back to this pack with your own two hands, Kael. She cannot possibly have survived all that, and even if she did, I’m sure she’ll be better off dead wherever she is.”My throat tightened. Even after all this time, Selene was still filled with hate whenever she thought of Elora. But my