Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Luna's Walk of Shame: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Astrid Physically, I was healing, but emotionally, I felt as though the betrayal had occurred just yesterday, even though more than a week had passed. I stared blankly at the food before me, my fork leisurely poking at the meat on my plate. “You should eat, Astrid. You need to stay healthy,” Luna Henna said from across the table. I offered her a weak smile, picked up a piece of meat, and forced it down. “Eat up and get to training. We don’t tolerate lateness here,” Soren added, raising an eyebrow at me as he took a sip of water. I gave him a tight-lipped smile and began to shovel the food into my mouth. I didn’t know how I would ever repay them for their kindness. Even though Soren was starting to get irked by the way he spoke, I was still grateful that he brought me into his pack and had been taking good care of me, even after the lies they didn't know about. What would become of me if they ever discovered the truth? What would Soren do when he learned just how much I

Astrid I nodded my thanks to Doctor Benedatte and stood to leave. The climb up the stone stairs to the castle didn’t take long. I stopped at the archway entrance, noticing the white-haired girl from the training grounds standing there, arms crossed over her chest. She raised an eyebrow at me as I approached. “Spread those damn legs and get it over with, and here you were acting all tough.” She tossed her braids behind her and walked ahead of me. I should have just spread my legs. Was that a common occurrence here? Did people just offer themselves whenever they pleased? If you did something wrong, was spreading your legs a sign of punishment? Was that some kind of barbaric custom? Did Soren know this was happening in his pack, or was he an accomplice to this crime? Given that he didn’t have a mate and slept with whomever he desired, including the girl now leading me inside, how depraved were he and his pack members? Had Amon already twisted the story, and they were all conspi

Soren. If Oberyn thought he could feed me nonsense just because we had a business arrangement, he had another thing coming. We had a three-year deal, and I was fairly certain we were still in the third quarter. How dare he send me a letter stating he would terminate our contract in the next two months? The hooves of my horse thumped on the cobblestone stone road. We halted at Myran Hill. The Dark Circus Pack came into view below the valley. From this viewpoint, the reflection of the pale sky shimmered on the water surrounding the pack. It was called Islandis, the largest water body in the whole of South and in Veridian. I could easily dismantle the pack for attempting to breach our contract, but again, I wasn't a man driven by rash actions. I needed to understand the reason behind the abrupt message. I began to descend down the hill. The wind picked up, whipping my hair back. The trees swayed from side to side, and birds soared across the clear sky. "Are you sure you

Astrid The next day, I arrived at the Glacier before half of the other trainers. I waited in the shed for Soren, noticing the absence of Amon's usual companions. I settled onto one of the benches, the silence stretching as thirty minutes passed without any sign of him. Despite the unease, I couldn't bring myself to leave. Interaction with the other trainees felt impossible under their less friendly gazes. Willa wasn't in the horse ranch as well. Restlessness gnawed at me as I paced in the shade. "Been waiting a long, Aye?" A deep baritone voice whispered impossibly close to my neck, sending a jolt through me. I could feel his breath right close to me. Without turning, I knew it was him. "Follow me," his voice commanded, deep and stern. I trailed silently behind him. We walked past the area where Amon and I had trained, a wave of nausea rising in my throat that I forcefully suppressed. We continued down the path, the same one where I'd seen Willa riding her horse that

Astrid "Don't go to a place and look for trouble if you don't have anything backing you up. And if you get into trouble, act like nothing happened." Those words burned so badly in my head that I desperately wanted to ruin something, to break something, but I knew I couldn't. I was a stranger, and if anything, I would be condemned for trying to fight back. She had slapped me, and every one of them watched without so much as a word. Soren didn't stop her or say anything. He watched me leave the field with my hand pressed against my burning cheek. His slut slapped me because I had spoken to him about the tone he had used on me. I pulled the black band from my head and tightened my hair into a high ponytail. My wolf and I hadn't gone for a run in a long while; however, I had been taking runs by myself. No one could uncover my identity by identifying my wolf. Most of Veridian knew the Emberclaw Luna with her big brown wolf that had dark patches of black around her. Some people tho