All Chapters of The Mute Luna Bride : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

ELORA I didn’t know what to expect when Kael called for the council to gather, and requested that I be a part of it. My heart had been pounding since sunrise. It didn’t help that Selene had spent the morning giving me the kind of looks you only reserve for a bug she can squash with her boots. I stood behind Kael’s right shoulder, where his scent was strongest, inhaling the scent of cedarwood, steel, and something warm…like earth. He hadn’t touched me since the night at the bath house, but the bond between us was still so strong and so fierce, I could feel his heartbeat through the air. It was a strange comfort. It didn’t give me the unnerving shivers I felt whenever I was close to…you know who. When the last of the council members entered the room—warriors, advisors, and the betas of nearby clans—Kael stood from the obsidian throne. He didn’t even glance at Selene, who sat stiff and proud at his left. She was dressed in a gleaming silver armor befitting for the grand commander

KAELTensions were high after Selene’s stunt at the council. The second she walked away, Varek asked me if I was sure I had made the right decision. He had personally trained Selene for a great part of her life and knew she would be a wonderful addition to the council. There wasn’t anyone else who could take her spot as grand commander of my army. As much as I hated to admit it, he was right. Selene was brave, strong, and smart. But she also lacked discipline. And that was her ultimate ondoing. “I’ll command my army myself if I have to.” I said, and it was final. Elora was not pleased with my decision either: “You shouldn’t have done that,” She signed as we walked down the hallway together. “You need her more than you need me.”I smiled at her. “That’s what everyone thinks. But I have faith in you, Elora. In our bond.” I put my right arm over her shoulder and pulled her closer to me. “I need to ask you something.” She started to sign again, and I smiled. “You want to do that

AUTHOR Azrion had once known this day would come. Or rather, he had hoped it would. A lot of years had passed, and he still kept his faith. He was the last man standing amongst the mages: wise men who had once stood tall as members of the royal council. They had been doctors who taught the art of medicine used to treat the soldiers. They had been seers: people who had the power to perform magic, to see the future, to connect with the past. Mages, seers like him had once been the most important men to the kingdom of Stormrider. That time was no more, and now, he was forced to hide himself in the middle of nowhere to make sure he avoided Varek Valewind’s wrath. Yet, the silver princess had found his way to his doorstep. A harsh cough threatened to rip his throat apart as he moved away from the door, opening it wide enough to let the princess in, before closing it firmly behind her. “It’s been dark for a while,” he croaked, finding no need to explain to her that he flourished in th

ELORA I rose to my feet immediately, and took three steps away from the liquid on the floor. My heart pounded against the tight walls of my chest tucked the bottle underneath my skirt, somewhere in my underwear where I was certain it would stay still. The feeling remained, long before I heard the footsteps approach even closer. The air had suddenly shifted around me, like something dark had slithered into the room. And no. It had nothing to do with the potion I had poured to the ground. The feeling came from somewhere beyond those doors. Finally, he appeared at the door. “I thought I heard someone come in.”Varek Valewind. My father. My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach as I looked up at him. He stood at the doorway, tall and calm, his presence as commanding as always. He was clad in a black robe that exposed a great part of his hairy chest. Age was no longer on his side, but he remained as charming as ever. No. He wasn’t…he wasn’t supposed to be here. I stepped insti

ELORASomehow, it felt as though the room had suddenly begun to spin around my head. I wasn’t alright. I hadn’t been alright for days, maybe weeks. When had I ever been alright? Truly alright? My voice hasn’t been restored to me, despite all my efforts, and now my mother’s room…the one that held her scent, her presence, her memories even after almost two decades had vanished as well. How could I be okay?I barely slept. I spent the entire night trying to remember what the room used to feel like, how the morning light used to pour in across the wooden floors. I kept asking myself how it all slipped away so fast. When did the renovation happen? Had plans always been in place? Was it just an awful coincidence? And just when I thought I might have a moment to breathe, I was summoned to the council chambers. I told myself to focus. I was a princess, the daughter of Varek Valewind, and a member of the high council of Stormrider. I had to hold it together. But when my father started