All Chapters of The Heart of the Queen: Legacy of The Moonborn: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I felt the chill of the night air sharp against my skin, wrapping around me as I turned toward the voice in the dark. Slowly, she stepped out of the shadows, her movements were graceful, almost predatory as her long black gown streamed over the grass. Her features were the same—delicate— even as they twisted into a faint, mocking smile. Her dark hair cascaded down her shoulders. Her eyes were cold. My hands balled into fists at my sides. “Selene…” I said evenly, even as my pulse raced. “To what do I owe the pleasure?” She gave a light, almost musical laugh. The sound was anything but music to my ears. “Oh, Aria, you're still so uptight. It's just a… friendly visit between two old friends. You’ve come quite far, haven’t you? The little wolf I helped lock away now wears the crown of the Moonborn.” My jaw tightened. “So you admit it, then? You framed me and had me locked away and tortured.” And as if that weren't enough, she'd sent her rouges to hunt me down. She tilted her head to

The hot afternoon sun felt like a slice of hell. Training on days like these was extra tasking but Ronan was quite the strict trainer. Today his focus was on the twins. I planted my hands on my hips, panting slightly from exertion.“Talia, Kael—focus!” I called out, laughing despite myself as the twins darted and tumbled through the training grounds. That was how every session with them went, a cross between seriousness and uncontrollable laughter.Ronan stood beside me, arms folded. He wasn't immune to the twins' antics either. Even now, his expression half-serious, half-amused as he watched Kael send a small burst of wind swirling toward his sister. Talia ducked and tried concentrating, faint light seemed to flicker around her tiny fists.“She’s going to crack it,” Ronan murmured.The twins had quickly shown signs of celestial magic like elemental control and Ronan had insisted they learn early so they wouldn't become a danger to themselves or to others. While I knew he was right,

“What do you mean it was poisoned?” I asked, heart still racing as Lucien stood in front of me, his broad frame towering above me and blocking out the moonlight.“I saw the server pour something into the glass just as I was leaving the hall.” he said, voice low and edged with urgency. “I thought I'd imagined it until I saw him heading your way...”I stared at him, jaw clenched. “So you couldn't have just said it was poisoned? You decided to go full brute and just slap it out of my hand”“I'm sorry I was too busy saving your life” His remark was sharp.He stepped closer, and for a moment, his fury was replaced with something else. His eyes moved over me like he couldn’t help himself. Possessive. Raw.I opened my mouth to say something, but the words didn’t come.We stood there, silence stretching.His chest rose and fell. Mine matched it.Then he stepped back. I looked back at the broken glass on the floor, I was trying to keep it together but I was scared. If Lucien hadn't gotten ther

He didn’t say a word and neither did I.My breath caught in my throat, the air around felt heavy, pressing down against me with the weight of something I'd spent the last five years fearing.Lucien's eyes remained on the twins, his expression unreadable but even then, I knew something was brewing beneath those amber orbs.Kael took a small step forward, curious as always. Talia instinctively reached for my hand, hiding behind my dress.Lucien’s gaze finally settled on me, cold and unmoving.“What are you doing here?” I asked, voice tighter than I intended.He didn’t move, didn’t blink. “We need to talk.”I could feel the weight of that statement settle somewhere in my head.But not here.Not in front of them.I glanced down at the twins, their innocent eyes wide and waiting patiently for answers—answers I couldn't give. “Go inside,” I said softly, brushing Talia’s hair back. “I’ll come soon.”“But—”“Now.” My voice was gentle but firm.They obeyed without argument, though Talia glanc

The voice in my head hadn’t disappeared when I woke up the next morning. It wasn't just a voice. No, it was so much more, an entity of its own—a presence. And now that I could sense it, I knew it had always been inside me, watching, waiting, protecting me. It was almost strange how natural it felt hearing it. There was no panic, no fear. Just a quiet peace. Her name whispered through me like a memory finally uncovered. Nyra. I said it out before I could stop myself, testing it. My voice had a slight tremble. ‘I’m here, Aria.’ I sat up. Hearing her voice again made my heart skip, but it wasn't from fear. I half thought it was just a dream and I wouldn't get a response. But that wasn't the case. She was real. My wolf. “I can hear you…” I whispered in disbelief, more to myself than to her. “You're really here.” ‘I always have been. And now, we are one.’ I felt what could only be described as flood of emotions. They hit all at once—relief, disbelief, joy. I didn’t know if I