All Chapters of Make Believe: A New Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

42 Chapters

Chapter 21 - Aubrey

You know, I hadn’t planned on arriving in the Shadow Court forest in a business casual outfit. In fact, I had been carefully planning how to maximize the space in my pack to get in as many slip dresses and leather armor in as I could. A light sweater, jeans, and ankle boots were not on the list. Unfortunately, this is where I am. Dressed like I’m going to meet my boyfriend’s parents for the first time, chasing a panicking witch through the fog that seems to have draped itself from the trees of The Wither – the forest that we are obviously running through. The cold. The fog. The shape of the trees. The oppression. Yeah, there’s no other place we could be. And those howls? It’s the Wild Hunt. The punishers of the Shadow Court. Feared by fae and mortal alike. And if Blaise gets caught without knowing how to get safe passage? He’s dead. No second chances or negotiation.

Chapter 22 - Aubrey

As I run through The Wither - dodging fallen trees, thorn-choked bushes, withered stumps – I realize that my wolf’s senses are normal. And that means one of two things: either the Hunt has lifted the magic of the fog for me or it never affected my wolf in the first place. I don’t have the time to figure out which. I can hear Blaise directly ahead of me. His panicked crashing through the undergrowth and decaying foliage. And screaming – doing the Hunt’s work for them. Not that they need his help. I can hear them too. Surrounding him. Herding him. Fuck! I push myself into a burst of speed, though I know it’s probably futile. The only way that I’ll get to Blaise before the Hunt does is if they let me. And if they let me get there first… It’s because they want to toy with us. To see what I’ll do. My h

Chapter 23 - Selene

Hecate’s three men, Thor, and my two boys are going to destroy my house if I don’t get them under some semblance of control! Loki, Baldur, and my oldest, Erik, are fighting Thor, Vidar, and our other son, Leon, reenacting some Viking battle or other. It wouldn’t be that big a deal if they weren’t doing it IN THE MIDDLE OF MY LIVING ROOM! Couches and lounges on their sides, cushions strewn all over the floor, paintings askew on the wall, and feathers flying through the air. The men are screaming, throwing pillows like boulders and spears. The children are dive-bombing them, throwing pillows and stuffed animals. Erik, now three, has a much better grasp on his flying than his 18-month-old brother, Leon. His aim, though, is only marginally better. That’s how the paintings have gotten knocked askew. And how my favorite vase is about to fall. I send a stream of moonlight to right the vase before stepping

Chapter 24 - Persephone

“What do you mean we don’t have enough manpower to complete the fortifications on time?” I demand of my council of generals. “The population has been depleted, your majesty. The small demon population has become suspiciously small and we’re starting to lose those of middle grade power as well,” Churchill says. That stuns me. I hadn’t realized that there was a population issue. That isn’t good. Small demons aren’t going to give you a ton of power on their own, but having the blood of that many? And then moving up to medium grade demons? It can only be one being. My generals see the look on my face and nod. “We agree, my queen,” Scipio says. “We’ve sent out search parties to try and locate the whereabouts of Hesperos, but to no avail.” Hesperos, the Morning Star, Samael, The First Betrayer. So many names for a being older than the world itself. Lucifer. “Do we have

Chapter 25 – Sebastián

Titania’s casual admission that she bespelled the food nearly makes me see red and I can feel the anger coming off of Phoenix through the mindlink. But Oberyn is quiet, a small smile starting to cross his face. “What rule do you say that my queen has broken.” It’s then that I get an inkling that something is wrong. I feel that same unease coming from Phoenix. But it’s too late for us to back off what we’ve said. We’ve already made the accusation. Slowly, I say, “We were promised courtesy, hospitality, and food and drink that would be free of being bespelled.” But just as I say it, I see Titania’s predatory smile from the corner of my eye and hear Phoenix’s mindlinked groan. She promised the food. Not the wine. Fuck! He’s right. And just as we realize it, Titania confirms it. “What oath did I break? What form of hospitality did I breach? I promised you safe food. I told you to eat of our salt and drink

Chapter 26 – Bridget

I have been working for days with the rest of the Bound to get ready for the mortals to arrive. Queen Titania changed how she wanted to greet the pair at least five times: water, flying them from the portal to the fae mound, allowing them to fall from the portal to a spongy undergrowth and bounce to the mound. Each idea was nearly completely executed before the queen would change her mind and we had to start over again. Not that this is atypical for our queen, but it is exhausting, given that many of the Bound don’t have powers and those of us that do, don’t have many. You try moving a giant springy balubar vine without getting eaten. Not an easy task. When I saw the plans for the glitter bomb and vine welcome, I knew that had been the plan all along. It was elegant, something that looked like a celebration, but was really a good way to trace the witch’s magic and follow the wolf when he shifts. And the bespelling of the wine? Well,

Chapter 27 – Sebastián

It takes me a second to react to her words, being distracted by being so close to her. But then the plea in her voice, the urgency of her tone breaks through the haze. “What danger, mate?” I ask, unable to let go of her face. “Queen Titania – stars! It’s too much to explain. I’m the product of an infidelity on Oberyn’s part and she has punished my bloodline for years. You are the key to me being set free. If she finds out that we’re mates, she’ll kill both of us.” Bridget’s voice is full of fear and it’s all I can do not to run out of the room and take care of the threat to her. That, unfortunately, would be a problem. “Sebastián,” she pleads, hands gripping mine on her face. “Please. Take me out of here.” Tears glisten in her eyes and I swear that it’s like a vice is gripping my heart to see her so upset. And denying her…my wolf is howling in my head at the knowledge that I can’t give her what she wants

Chapter 28 – Bridget

Twenty minutes later, Phoenix, Sebastián, and I are making our way down the halls towards King Oberyn’s rooms. Normally, I would have a cloaking spell over me to traverse the mound. Like I said, the fae around here aren’t particularly fond of mortals. And we being partially mortal is enough for them to treat me like I’m disposable – or worse, punishable. Over centuries, my bloodline tangled itself with fae of every kind—and still, the stain remains. I’m probably more fae than half of the beings in that feasting hall, but it doesn’t matter. Especially my cousins – the legitimate fae of the court, be they bastards of my grandparents’ marriage or not. It doesn’t matter whether they are legitimate heirs or not, they were considered better than the human bound to the court. Problem is that they know that I am my grandfather’s favorite. If he were to abdicate his throne, it’s very possible that he would name me his heir, even if it angered

Chapter 29 – Jai

Leadership and diplomacy had taught me one thing—never freeze when the rules change. Adapt. Fast. Or deal with the consequences. So when my mate’s voice enters my head, I don’t react. I don’t even blink. I just send the message to Violet through the comm coin. I don’t know how, but my mate just mindlinked me. She says we’re in danger—and that she’s trying to get us out. I can feel Violet’s suspicion immediately through the link. How can you trust her? How do you know she’s even your mate? Good questions. Violet’s not wrong and I tell her so. My wolf is clawing me from the inside to get to her. I’ve thought I’d found my mate before. He never reacted like this. It’s like he can’t calm down until he touches her. If she’s not my mate, then this is some fucking powerful magick. I don’t answer the part about trusting her. I can’t. How do you trust someone that you just met – someone standing by the enemy’s side?

Chapter 30 – Maisie

I don’t want to do this. The thought of kissing Elderon makes my stomach roil. Oh, he’s wrapped up in a pretty package, just like all elves, all wavy black hair, blue eyes, and sinewy muscle. But over the years of his pursuit, I’ve learned things about my would-be husband. The things he likes to do to the maids and guards behind the walls of his bedroom. His penchant for blood and screams. And the times that the healers haven’t been able to revive his victims. But I also don’t want to touch anyone other than Jai. My mate. I have waited centuries for him, only to have to make a spectacle of our bond immediately. But if I don’t do something that Queen Vaedra finds to be suitable punishment, then she’ll make us do something even worse. I’m sorry, I say to Jai through the link that I established with him the second that I saw him. I walk to Elderon, the smarmy smile on his face making me want to punch it off.

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