All Chapters of Lycan King and the discarded Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Luna Selene. My heart sneered as the echoes of my pain resounded through the walls of my heart. Do I blame the servant? She is only following orders. Orders given to the Pack by my mate. I forced back my anger and pain at the unfairness of the situation, knowing there are only two people to blame in this situation. Victor and Selene. They both took something precious from me.My dignity and happiness.“Why?” The servant looks hesitant again. Her eyes shut briefly, then flew open a second later, her pale grey eyes looking determined as if she had summoned the courage to answer. “It is dinner time.” I scrunch up my brow. I didn’t realise I had slept this long. Following Victor’s arrival with his fated mate this morning, and the Pack rallying around him, leaving me feeling like the only child with no body to play it, I sneaked away to one of the guest rooms in the Pack house to cry my sorrows to the pillows. And I did. Tons of it, until the wave of exhaustion swept me off to the

I could hear the servants cursing the cook for her stupidity. Wondering why she would choose me over the current Luna who is more beautiful and powerful.I heard Serina comment that the cook might be losing her marbles in old age. I curl my fingers into my palms tightly as I fought the urge to come to the Cook’s defence. My cowardice caused my veins to bleed with shame, and my heart to weep with sorrow. How could I profess myself to be Luna if I can’t protect the ones loyal to me. Selene smiled at the cook. The smile a cat gives a mouse. It never made it to her icy grey eyes. "I am impressed by you sticking to your conviction, but unfortunately, I have to punish you." My eyes flies to her, while the Cook’s widens in terror and shock."Why?!" I didn’t know when the word flew out of my mouth. Instead of reacting to my outburst, Selene calmly addresses my question. "Because she disobeyed me."My eyes narrow in confusion. What does she mean? "She answered your question honestly," I

His visit surprised me and at the same time caused me to feel a very dangerous emotion. Hope.I shouldn’t be entertaining such silly emotions, especially with the way this day has gone, but my heart couldn’t help itself. Did he come because he still cares? My heart entertained the question, while my eyes gazes upon Victor like he is the moon. But the expression on his face is one that sends my heart bleeding with pain, for the expression in his beautiful eyes isn’t one that I recognizes, but the eyes of a stranger gazes back at me as if the last five years we shared was nothing but an illusion. The question in my heart changes as the silence between us stretches like the desert. Why is he here? As if he heard my thoughts Victor steps towards the bed, his stunning features arrested with austere expression, and even though those brown eyes watches me like I am just a woman he picked from the street it didn’t stop my heart from leaping to my throat. I wish the little organ flutter

I tried to find out from the two guards dragging me around like a sack of potato where they were taking me, but the ignored my incessant plea for answers, their expression stony and uncaring, like I am the enemy they are trying to get rid of. Are they? The thought springs fear inside me. What if Victor had decided he has had enough of my presence in the Pack, and wants to send me away.The idea of being out there, without the warmth of the pack chilled me to the bones. Especially because of my little one. How would I provide for her? “Please, tell me where you are taking me?” The fear of my situation causes me to once again plea desperately with he guards to offer relief to my curiosity, as my mind is going crazy imagining the worse. My pathetic plea flew off them like water on a stone, not making a dent to their stony expression. They traverse through the main building, going down to the basement, to a place I recognize very well. The underground meeting room.My fears dissipate

Alright, am I the only one who thinks that apology is faux. Yes, her words were softly spoken, too sweet to give one diabetes, but it rang false in the ears, letting anyone who cares to listen deeply behind the words, know she didn’t mean a single word she just uttered. My apprehensive state in regards to my situation stopped me from only my eyes at Selene’s polite deference to Elder Celia. The vibe I get from the blonde is one who doesn’t like authorities, or bows down to anyone, yet she acts like a sheep with no intelligence or power. Is she that meek? Remembering her taunts, her mockery, her cruelty, I quickly shake my head in denial of Selene’s sweet character. But everyone around me bought it hook line and sinker, including Elder Celia. She is a very savvy individual, good at reading a person, if she doesn’t think there is anything off about Selene, then maybe I am over thinking things, or maybe my jealousy is doing the thinking. Either way, Elder Celia’s stern expression mel