All Chapters of The Stand-In Luna: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Ashley It didn't take me long to understand what the woman meant. There I was, pinned underneath a woman I barely knew, and getting accused of murdering her father. Some that a few hours ago, I would have never imagined as the outcome of the meeting with the representatives of the Great Houses.“No. I didn't kill your father!” I said as firmly as I could, groaning at one point from frustration and managing to throw her off after exerting my muscles more than I thought I could. “He was sick.”The woman panted as she sat on the floor, not looking ready to accept my words. Her eyes were wide with unbridled malice, and I wondered how it was possible for her expression to contain so much poison directed at someone she had just met simply because of words she'd been told. But in the same vein, I reminded myself that life was usually unfair, with people making assumptions about who you were simply because of what they'd heard. Like how Zane's mother and Clara had been convinced that I was

JaceFour weeks of silence. Four weeks of painstaking work to get myself back in shape. Four weeks of having to depend on others for basic things.Torture.Lucas was away on business, carrying out the plans I had given him, and I could see his progress. Word traveled fast among us werewolves, and it was very clear that the Lycans’ discord had become even more pronounced in recent times. Music to my ears. When I finished with them, they would all understand what it meant to know only pain. Carina remained by my side, hanging on to my sleeves like a defenseless puppy. Her status had been lost the moment it was discovered that she wasn't the person in the prophecy we were looking for. She was just an unfortunate girl that didn't have a wolf. Weak.But I had to admit, she did have her uses. Her doting made things easy for me, because she was so eager to please, and desperate to remain in my good graces. She cooked, she cleaned, every single thing she felt would get me to be a little kin

Ashley Peace reigned in the days leading up my coronation.Yes, coronation. What I had initially seen as merely a joining with Zane, also meant my joining with the Lycan Tribe officially. Once I took up the mantle of Queen, every other tie I had with Moonlit Silver pack would be completely broken. Every time the feeling of unease tried to creep up on me, I would squish it underneath my heel and refocus. Thoughs were powerful, and if I truly wanted to enjoy the season, I had to do so completely, and without fear.I had to be courageous.On the morning of my marriage and coronation, two servants had been assigned to get me ready for it all. One specialised in preparing my body for all that the ceremony would entail, from bathing me, to prepping my skin with the finest fragrances and creams. The other worked on my hair and makeup, filling in my lips with the reddest lip stain I'd ever set eyes upon, and piling my hair so elegantly out of my face that my neck shone as graceful as a swa

Ashley In the days that followed, Zane couldn't stop boasting about my achievements as a healer. Every chance he got, he expressed with so much fervour just how much he respected and adored me. To the point that even his Betas, Clara and Bryce, seemed to have gotten sick of it. “You know, the more you boast about me, the more expectations the public has for me. And I don't think I want to step into places where people already have a prior notion about who I am or what I can do,” I said to him one afternoon days after our wedding. At that point I had comfortably moved into his own wing of the villa. I gently turned him around on his seat, so that I could get better access to his hair and snip my scissors at the correct angle. Over the past couple of weeks, his hair has grown out, becoming even longer than usual, and he had been complaining about how it made him look too different. Of course, I initially objected because I had grown to love the length, but I couldn't force him to ke

Jace The dimly lit halls of our dungeon didn't stir up any nostalgia within me. Instead, it only made me wrinkle my nose from how musty it smelled. I told the guard to wait at the entrance once we got there, and then I walked the rest of the way to the cell where the visitor was being kept.There was only one Lycan I considered crazy enough to walk into our territory without fear. It had to be that Gamma Lycan that had helped us gain entry into their territory undetected.And just as I'd anticipated, as I stepped to the door of the barred cell, I saw him inside, seated in a chair while Bryce ruthlessly drilled him for answers. I only had to wait for a few seconds for my presence to be announced. Bryce turned around and went stiff, while James’ sadistic smile only got wider.I let myself into the cell, slowly walking up to both of them. “Jace, I—” Bryce started to explain, but I raised a hand to cut him off. I didn't need him to start blabbering away. Lucas had always been someone