Semua Bab The Mute Luna Bride : Bab 41 - Bab 50

ELORA I didn’t expect a parade. But I thought… maybe it’ll be harder for someone to say goodbye. They had been like a family to me in these past days. I didn’t know how to explain it. But being cast away like this, it hurt more than my father’s hatred ever could. With my father, I could tell myself he was reminded of his misfortune everytime he looked at me. But with these people, the wolves of the south who were supposed to be my enemies, it was different. The wind was cold against my face as I stood just outside the borders of the camp, my cloak pulled tight against me. A small bag was slung over my right shoulder. It contained everything I’ll need for my trip back home. At least, that was what Ophelia said. The bruises from the fight hadn’t fully healed despite Sierra being a silver wolf. However, it didn’t hurt that much anymore. Not as much as the silence that greeted me while I walked slowly, with aching knees, out of the camp. Hoping, praying, that he would change his

ELORA I wasn’t dead yet. I could tell when my eyelids slowly parted to reveal the ceiling above me. I had a feeling heaven would be a lot more overwhelming. But that wasn’t the reason my eyelids parted completely. No. It was the very familiar smell that hit my nostrils. The fresh linens, flowers, and something sweet in the air. Then, the pain followed. It was dull, but it was there. I had been through a lot in the past couple of days, and I wasn’t even sure where I was yet. I had managed to get a glimpse of my pack’s flag before I fell unconscious. I wondered if I was in Stormrider, or in the den of another evil prince who had a vendetta against my father. I blinked up at a chandelier I didn’t recognize. The ceiling had gold accents. The bed I was lying on was way too soft. This room didn’t feel safe. If anything, it felt like a trap.I tried to sit up, resting my head against the wooden headboard. Despite my body’s ache, I could move. Bandages covered most of me, but I could

RYKER “You’re warriors for fuck’s sake! Fight like warriors! Your movements are sloppy, and fucking slow. Did you see what happened to us when those mercenaries arrived?” They were my people, my warriors, and I loved them, but they needed to have their morales risen. If not for Elora, we would have been slaughtered by our attackers. We were very few in number, and even fewer of us could hold our own in times of need. I opened the recruitment window once Elora was gone. We needed more warriors. If possible, every single soul in my pack had to know how to fight. Boys and girls, women and men alike. If anything ever happened to Odessa and she couldn’t hide them with her magic, I needed to be sure that we would still have a very good shot at surviving. The sun beat down on the training field like it was against us. But we didn’t relent. Come rain. Come sun. My soldiers would have to rage. It was the only way we could stand against our enemies. My shirt stuck to my back, soaked with

ELORA The night visions had become a part of my daily night routines. I had thought that if it happened long enough, I'd get used to it. I couldn’t have been more wrong. Every night was still as jarring as the last.And it always started with the fire. The raging, hungry ones, ready to take everything and anything in its path. It swallowed the curtains, the ceiling, the cradle where a little baby me lay in. The heat curled around my skin like a noose around my neck. Yet, I couldn’t scream, no matter how much I needed to. I never could. My voice stayed trapped behind my teeth as the smoke clawed into my lungs and the scent of burning lavender—her perfume—choked the room.There, I found my mother. Lady Araya Valewind. She stood in the center of the flames with wide eyes. Tears rushed down her cheeks as her mouth moved, forming silent words I couldn’t hear. “My silver princess,” those three words, in that particular order, echoed in my ears again and again. She reached for me,

KAEL Thank the goddess I moved when I felt it. If I had waited, even for another second…I shook my head vehemently, forcing the thought behind me as the guards carried Elora’s unconscious into a passing carriage they had stopped. My fingers continued to vibrate at my sides. My right leg wouldn’t stop tapping against the gravel, no matter how much I wanted it to. I thought back to how it had all happened, the way our mate bond had saved her. I had been working in the study, signing a new set of land purchase approval documents I had been presented with when the ink on the page slowly blurred as my vision sharpened. I hadn’t understood why my gaze continued flicking to the window like a hound catching the scent of danger. Almost like I had been waiting for something to happen. The leather-bound book I’d been writing in slipped from my fingers and landed on the rug with a quiet thud. I didn’t pick it up. It felt extremely odd, that all I could hear was the way my wolf let out a