Semua Bab THE BROKEN LUNA: MATED TO THE CRIPPLED ALPHA: Bab 11 - Bab 20

“Well, did he?” Rose asked, her brows raised,Aria shook her head, “No, he didn’t.” she answered, “Why would you even think that?”Rose shrugged, “I heard from the other servants that he sometimes throws bones at servants when he is angry.”“Wow.” Aria gasped. “You are joking, right?” she asked,“Nah,” Rose answered, “I have only met him a couple of times, but even I know that he is pretty much a boar with rabies. As long as you stay out of his way, you are good.”Aria laughed fully this time, she didn’t know what to think about Rose. She had never met anyone in her life with this much confidence and joy bubbling out of them.Aria caught herself laughing and smiled. She could not remember the last time she had ever felt this free speaking to someone. “You don’t care who hears you, do you?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. “What if one of the guards hears you calling the alpha a boar with rabies?”Rose made a show of glancing around the empty courtyard. “Nope, I don’t.” she

Aria blinked,For a brief moment, she was speechless. This was the first time she had ever heard that Lucien Vine ever had a mate. She shook her head slightly, she had not actually misheard him.He had actually said Luna, not just mate, but a luna. His Luna.Aria was never someone who cared about the affairs of other clawholds. She usually spent her days trying to hide from pretty much everyone in her original clawhold. The only reason she had even known who Lucien Vine was when she first heard of him was because the news of his ambush had spread across the world of Thornewild.Everyone on the planet had heard about the ambush. The day he was permanently crippled. A lot of people said that he was crippled so severely that he wasn’t able to transform back into his wolf. That was another aspect where Lucien and Aria were so similar. To the outside world, they were two werewolves without wolves.“You… you actually had a mate?” Aria stuttered, shocked and speechless, her voice coming out

Aria’s words lingered in the silence. Lucien raised his head up and met her gaze. He arched his eyebrows at her, Aria swallowed and repeated herself, “There is something I need to tell you… It’s something your brother said to me.” Lucien’s brow furrowed when he heard what she said, “How did you meet my brother?” his tone wasn’t angry, just curious, The atmosphere in the cottage shifted; the warmth of breakfast and the heat coming from the now rekindled hearth was no longer enough to warm the coldness in the room. Lucien did not continue speaking, he just arched his brows at her and waited for her to continue speaking. Aria blinked, “While I was cleaning one of the wings yesterday, I received a visit from a man who was heavily scarred in his face.” Lucien’s brow barely twitched, the movement so tiny that it would not have been seen by a less alert eye. Aria caught it. She was sure that Lucien already had an idea about who she was talking about. She coughed and continued, “Well

The woman’s steps echoed across the hall with a deliberate weight, the sound of her heels clicking hard against the stone floor made Aria gulp.“Is there a problem here?” the woman repeated her words. This time, her gaze was locked on Lily,“No, my lady.” Lily quickly shook her head. “It’s just a minor misunderstanding. Nothing to concern you.”Aria’s heartbeat quickened, she could feel the sheer power radiating off of the female wolf. And judging by Lily’s expression, this werewolf - whomever she was - was dangerous, feared and respected.“At least a beta wolf,” she thought, as she quickly bowed and clutched her hood tightly. In situations like this, she knew that the best thing to do was to make herself as invisible as she possibly could.“Something tells me that you are lying Lily,” the woman's lips turned into a grin, but it didn’t reach her eyes.

Snow fell around them, covering the tracks of the two large werewolves who were trudging through the snow-filled paths.Lucien led the way away from the creek and deeper into the ancient depths of the WhiteVale’s.The deeper they went into Whitevale, the larger the trees and the more silent everything became. Throughout their walk, Lucien had never once let down his guard. The thought that this could all be another ambush had crossed his mind and he was more than ready for that. His grip on his cane was tighter than it had ever been. His pulse was racing as he moved.Lucien didn’t turn around, he didn’t speak.He just walked, or rather, limped, silent and brooding as he led Varion through winding trees and paths that had not been trodden in years.When he reached a silent clearing in the middle of a couple of trees, he stopped and turned around.“You’ve only got a couple of minutes, Varion,” he said coldly, “Speak, Now.”Varion hesitated. He thought about his next words for a moment b