All Chapters of Marked by Moon Fire: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“I can't believe you.” Alice's eyes were wide and her mouth almost touched the ground in shock. Papa Ganda had told her the news that Nyssa was now living in the same chamber that the old Queen Luna used to live in. “Nyssa, if that place was locked up even from the current Alpha, are you sure it wasn't for a cause? Should you be there?” Nyssa didn't respond. Her lazy eyes darted from Papa Ganda to Alice. She came here to seek their advice on what Lucy had said but they kept deliberating on the same matter. “If things had gone according to the plan of the moon goddess, I am supposed to be the owner of that chamber.” Nyssa said casually, “I decide to make it mine now until the Alpha is killed, why is that a problem?” She asked. “It is a problem because it is forbidden.” Papa Ganda almost barked. He pinched the space between his brows. Nyssa was giving him a headache. Ever since he gave her the message from the moon goddess, she had been really stubborn. This was definitely

The guards who accompanied Nyssa quickly rushed forward to help Trisha but she trembled from their touch. Nyssa caught this and her face hardened into a deep frown. Ignoring the three shameless men, she turned to the guards, “How do you let a male prisoner into a female cell?” She asked, demanding an answer immediately. The guards hesitated, their eyes darting nervously. However, the three naked men were oblivious to the weight of her words. Their hungry eyes remained at Nyssa waiting for the guards to give them some privacy. One of them stepped forward, “Come here!” He commanded. Before Nyssa could react, his arms grabbed her and yanked her closer to himself. His body pressed to her, his hard arousal poked her hips.Her body turned cold instantly.A familiar feeling she despised washed over her— a vile memory. Her eyes darkened. Alpha Zane’s face flashed— same night of her execution. Alpha Zane had done the same thing to her.Her hand swung across his face before she could sto

The room tensed. No one said a word. They were dumbfounded. Lucy and Lucien fixed their gazes on Nyssa, whose hands were folded, waiting for them to get out of their rooms. Silence stretched for minutes. Then, Lucy asked, “You're promising that if Lillian spends a night in the dungeon, you will release her?” Eyes sharply staring at her. Nyssa nodded. “I do.”“And if she refuses?” Lucy asked carefully. “Then she would be executed in the name of the king of the West for disobeying his orders.” She shrugged. Lucy's heart skipped. She turned to look at Lucien in fear. Lucien's jaws clenched, his eyes red. The more he saw Nyssa, the more he wanted to hate her. But can he? With everything he has done and tries to do, Varn still claimed he was wrong from the beginning. He hated that Varn was right, and even with everything he had done, Varn was still not in communication with him. “We would speak to Lillian about it.” Lucien finally said. Lucy released the breath she didn't know sh

“Come in,” Lucy responded to the knock on the door. She was just stepping out of the bathroom, she had a towel on her hands, and she wiped her face with it. The door creaked open, and Agnes, Lucy's personal maid, stepped in. Short, fair, dark hair packed into a ponytail. Her eyes were blue, and her lips pouted. “Good morning, my princess. You sent for me.” She greeted. It was still early in the morning, the sun was just beginning to come out. The curtains were still closed but the light of day begin to slowly peep in. “Yes. I did.” Lucy replied as she sat down on the dressing table. Agnes made her way to the wardrobe at the left side of the room and picked up the clothes Lucy would wear for the day.The room was quiet and neat. The scent of Lucy and bathing soap mixed together creating a breath taking fragrance. “I need you to do something private for me.” She began causing Agnes to turn to face her. Lucy wore a straight face, her eyes staring at nothing in particular, her mind

“Is there a problem, your highness?” Papa Ganda asked. It’s been more than five minutes since they stepped out of the room. The environment was cool, the sun had risen, and the guards stood at every corner of the pack house. Papa Ganda has been watching Lucian's movement for a while now. The man had something on his mind, but he hadn't spoken yet. Lucien glanced at Papa Ganda, then nodded. “Yes, yes,” he cleared his throat. “I am sure you know that your daughter and I have met before,” he began, after a few seconds. Papa Ganda nodded, “Yes. Nyssa told me.” Lucien's heart skipped. ‘Then why hasn't he killed me yet?’ He asked himself. “Can… Do you…” Lucien paused. He gulped, his Adam's apple rose and dropped. Waking up this morning, his first thought was to go to Papa Ganda to ask for help. He knew that the only person who could speak to Nyssa was Papa Ganda. But after hearing the commotion right before he stepped into the room, he wasn't so sure anymore. “Alpha Lucien, is