All Chapters of The Stand-In Luna: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ZaneI leaned my head back in exhaustion, releasing a shaky breath. My mind wandered to the fight that I had with Gabriel. I didn't tell anyone, not even Ashley, but I had been scared at first. I was unsure if I could even win, because I had also started to internalise the things that people were saying about me, things like me being unable to display the same level of strength that I once had because I had broken the curse.Even during the fight, when I finally got the upper hand, a part of me had sensed that something wasn't right, that maybe it was all just a dream. Amd I wasn't too far from the truth, because it had all been a ploy to get me to drop my guard and expose myself. My mind had been wandering a lot to what would have happened if Bryce hadn't intervened.As though by some otherworldly orchestration, knocks came on the door of my study, and Bryce himself entered after. The stubble on his jaw had been shaved, allowing him to look a little younger. His waist slightly bent

Ashley The cold air of the night blew through the compound, messing up my hair as I realised that indeed, a simple life was not made for one such as myself.I tucked my knees underneath my chin and remained on the grass, refusing to move until I had a reason to. I was frozen in fear, my mind bringing image after image of what could happen to Zane if somehow he was tricked by James and hurt.I didn't know how long it took, but eventually Zane returned. His fur was streaked with blood, but he didn't have any other major injuries. Even the one on his leg had started to close up.I got up and embraced him, pressing his warmth close to my skin. He was alive, and that was what mattered. I didn't want to ask about James because frankly, I could care less about him. As long as I didn't have to see him around me, then he wasn't my business. Because of the blanket of the evening, no one seemed to take too much notice of a wolf and a woman walking together at night, or pay too much attention t

AshleyThe ring was in his hand once again, right in front of me. In the daylight, I could see how the colours blended even perfectly. Who knew just hoe much work Zane had put into the ring to make it so beautiful?“Zane…” My protest sounded so weak, even to my own ears. Really, what excuse did I have for not wanting to be with him? In the end, there really was none, and the only thing standing between us was the great fear which held me in a heavy choke-hold.“What is it, Ashley? Just talk to me and stop running away.” He moved closer to me underneath the tent. His face held a tender look that pierced my heart even more. “Whatever the problem may be, we can always work on it and make things better. Just don’t…run from me. Please. I want to be with you, with every single thing I have on the inside of me.”His words were completely honest, and my heart cracked open even more like thawing ice. I wanted to be by his side so much. I had found a home already in his arms, but it was made ev

Ashley As Queen Bella explained, the Great Families were also known as the founders of the Lycan Tribe in its entirety. The long-standing feud between the Gammas and the Leventis was just half of the full story.Just like the Gamma family, there were others who also had to play in the formation of the Lycan Tribe, though they didn't carry as much authority as the main two often talked about. So they banded together and formed their own council of the sorts, a group dedicated to speaking up about the affairs of the entire tribe as a whole. While they couldn't exactly dictate the affairs of the tribe, they weren't to be disrespected or ignored either. It was a little worrisome that they had taken interest to our upcoming marriage ceremony.The whole villa was already abuzz, and I could see it in the way maids walked about with faster clicks, and orders were meted out in rapid-fire. Zane wasn't in his room, so the queen and I made a quick detour to his study, where he was mkst likely

Ashley Cecilia's words spurred me to action. I got down on my knees beside the man and checked his pulse, but my heart continued to plummet. He didn't look good at all, in fact, when the thought crossed my mind, I realised that the colour of his skin was incredibly pale and sickly.“How long has he been sick?” I asked, rolling him to his side and opening his shirt so that his neck was free and exposed. His convulsions continued, and at that point the front of his beige pants darkened.Cecilia looked at him with disgust and rose to her feet, taking her hands off him as though he was a piece of hot coal. When she noticed the way we were looking at her, she feigned awkwardness, and cleared her throat.I put her behaviour out of my mind and focused on the man, desperately searching for a way to save him. I couldn't find any signs of poisoning, Which made my work even more difficult. At least if he had been poisoned,. I could go and find him an antidote, but then, there was nothing I cou