Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE BROKEN LUNA: MATED TO THE CRIPPLED ALPHA: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

Even after Varion left the throne room, his words still resonated through the thick walls. “Your father is here, and he requests an audience.” Those were words Aria never expected she would ever hear, and now, as the thought of finally seeing her father after all this years filled her mind, the only thing she could feel was fear.For the first time in a long while, Aria was afraid, and she could not hide it. This wasn’t the kind of fear she once felt on the battlefield when she was first confronted. No, this was different.It was deeper, older and far more ingrained within her. It was an emotion that had always been with her, a fear that came from deep within her bones. From the neglect and abuse she had suffered as a child.Her breath caught, and her heart began beating faster as she gripped the armrests of her throne.On her side, Lucien’s gaze shifted over to her, his eyes were filled with concern, and his voice whenever he spoke to her was soft. This was her decision. And he was

Orion’s POV: The rage within him threatened to explode as Orion, alpha of the Thorne clawhold stormed out of the throne room. Each step he took out into the corridors echoed out into the world. His pride billowed outward like a forest fire, a fire which could not be quenched.Never in all his years on this planet, has anyone, not even an alpha, disrespected him like that – let alone, his own forgotten daughter – a daughter who thought it wise to dismiss him in such an arrogant manner.As he moved down the corridor, his daughter Lyra spotted him and her face lit up in surprise. Without pausing to consider his mood, she rushed up to him and hurriedly spoke up with barely concealed rage, “Father, did you put her in -”“Enough,” Orion snapped. He stopped, letting his muscles relax as he turned around and locked gazes with her, “Let me think.”Then, he brushed her off with a dismissive wave of his finger, he nodded at his mate to follow him, and he began his journey towards the east court

Lucien’s POV:Lucien’s gaze followed Orion’s sulking figure as the old alpha stumped out of the throne room. Orion’s face might have been emotionless, but Lucien could tell he was furious.Not just by the way the doors shut hard behind him, but by how fast he actually moved.But unlike what anyone else in his position would feel, Lucien honestly didn’t care. The man wasn’t worth his time, especially not when he could feel the disdain and rage he had for his mate.With that thought, he turned towards Aria, and he could not resist the urge to smile as he watched her flawless composure. She handled herself like the luna she was. Even though he could tell that she was worried, her face was as smooth as polished stone.If he didn’t know her, he might have thought that she wasn’t affected by what had just happened. But he did, and she was. He could clearly tell by the way her fingers kept twitching on the armrest of her white oak throne, and also the way her grip on his hand grew tighter.T

Damien’s POV: Damien was furious,His entire day was going hurriedly, and he needed an outlet for his anger. It wasn’t just the fact that he had to walk across the clawhold, all the way over to the market square was a travesty in and of itself.He was a Faen, and a Faen should never have had to mingle with gamma wolves. He was better than that, no, he was better than them. He should never even have to breathe the same air as all these wolves, yet, here he was, mingling around while humans walked close to him.The only reason he was even here was because his father, the elder, had forced him to buy a gift for his upcoming mating ceremony.And he hated every single moment of it. Also, another reason why he was so pissed off, was because he also hated his bride.His lips curled into a smirk as he walked past a butcher’s shop. He spat onto the snow, making sure it was loud enough to reach the ears of the butcher.The thick scent of blood that filled the air made him scrunch his nose in d

The heavy crunch of snow beneath their boots was the only sound that filled the air as Aria and Lucien made their way up the winding trail towards their previous home.Aria took a deep breath as she walked close to her mate, a feeling of anticipation churned within her as they drew closer to the cottage. The air was crisp, fresh and heavy with the scent of pine. The scent of the white vale forest. A scent that she just realized she had missed.Her gaze lifted towards the cottage up ahead. It was weird looking at the cottage without seeing smoke staining the air from its old chimney. Just two weeks ago, she had considered this place her home. The first she had ever had.It was the one and only place in her life where she wasn’t held prisoner, tortured, hunted or despised.After she had left with Lucien for the castle, she realized that her home wasn’t a place, it was a person, Lucien.But even then, she still missed the small, cozy feeling of the cottage.They stepped on the courtyard