All Chapters of Marked by Moon Fire: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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I don't matter. She does

The slamming of the door caused everyone to freeze in panic. Heads whipped towards the door to see a massive wolf walking through. Eyes wide. The servants, maids and guards stood in fear. They had never seen a wolf as massive. The guards stood on alert to fight, drawing out their swords. Their trembling fingers gripped the swords tightly with wide eyes. They positioned, one leg forward and one backward, waiting for the wolf to attack. Varn growled at them. Yet, he didn't turn to attack. He walked towards the stairs. Then—They saw her. Nyssa. She lay on his back. Eyes closed. Clothes wet. Their eyes widened. Lucy rushed out of the left wing. She saw Varn and Nyssa on his back, looking lifeless. And ran towards them.She has been waiting in panic. “Get the pack healer.” She yelled, following Varn, who made his way up the stairs. Lucy's command pulls them all out of their trance. They hurried out, rushing to get the pack healer. On getting to his chamber, Varn pushed the doo

I know

Seated beside the sleeping figure, Lucien opened the cup of ointment. He dipped his fingers inside and brushed off the damp strand of hair that stuck to her face. He slowly and carefully began to apply the ointment on the angry marks on her skin. When he reached her hands, his jaws clenched. Her wrists covered with bruises—marks of the ropes that had her bound like a criminal. His eyes hardened, a low growl deep within his chest. They would pay.Then—He moved. To tend to her cuts on her legs. Gentle and careful. Yet the violence continued to boil within him. Then— a stir. He froze. Slowly, his eyes travelled from her legs to her eyes to see her staring back at him. His lips parted, but no words came out. For a breath, neither of them spoke. The silence between them was heavy, charged.Nyssa realized she was in his room. He had a cup of ointment in his hands and was applying it himself to her scars. She realized her clothes were no longer wet, so she wasn't wearing the same cl

Papa Ganda's worry

“Step aside. I want to see my daughter!” Papa Ganda's voice rang through the hallway. Behind him was Alice, who was trying to calm her father down. But Papa Ganda didn't listen. The moment Papa Ganda stepped into the Moonrage pack, the wind unpleasantly greeted him. His heart raced; he knew something was wrong. He rushed into the packhouse. When he got into his room, Alice was there. But Nyssa wasn't. “Papa!” She screamed, rushing into his hug.She was fine. She was safe. Then—-“Nyssa.” He called. Pulling Alice away from his embrace, he asked with urgency, “Where is she?” Alice frowned. “The last time I heard, she had a meeting with the Alpha.” Papa Ganda's eyes hardened. What did Lucien do? Without wasting a moment, he turned and began to walk out of the room with a large slide. Alice frowned and quickly followed. She raced behind him. “Papa. What's wrong?” She asked. “Did something happen?”Papa Ganda didn't reply. He was almost running with his long robe that he gathere

I own her.

“Papa, just listen to me.” Nyssa sighed. The old man has refused to give her an audience. She just cannot leave now. Especially not now. Alice stood by the side. She didn't want to leave the Moonrage pack as well. She has found friends here. For a long time, it has been just her and Papa Ganda. Until Nyssa came, now, they were in a pack. With pack members and people around. They aren't just three anymore. There's Lucy, Lillian, and random people she could speak with. “Nyssa, I have told you. We are leaving tonight.” Papa Ganda spat. “Fine,” Nyssa said, causing Alice's eyes to snap to her. They cannot leave. She expected Nyssa to stop Papa. Why was she agreeing with him? “Just give me three days.” Nyssa pleaded. “I need just three days.”Papa Ganda locked gaze with her, “What are you doing for three days?” He asked. The words rolling out of her tongue without any atom of shame, “I'd miss my bed. I haven't enjoyed it enough. So let me have three nights with my royal bed.” Pap

A New Council Member

The weather was bright the following morning. The curtains in the council room opened for the light of the day to slip in. The elders came in one after the other. Some rushed in late, and even Fabian, Beta of the Moonrage pack, had come in late while Lucien sat on the high table, waiting patiently for them all. They were clueless as to why a meeting should be held. Unlike before, everything was under control. At least, that was what they thought. When Fabian entered, Lucien’s jaw tightened. It took everything in him not to leap across the room and tear the man apart. Varn growled inside him, restless, craving blood. But Nyssa had a different plan for him. Fabian’s eyes flicked to Lucien more than once, searching, uneasy. Did Nyssa tell him? Did she expose what he had done? He clenched his fists, cursing himself for not cutting the rope himself, for not finishing Nyssa with his own hand. Those foolish boys had ruined everything.On his seat, his fingers clenched, yet his eyes star

He likes you

After the meeting was finally dismissed, Nyssa was congratulated by many of the Elders as they made their way out of the council room. Elder Julius was the first to march out of the council room. Elder Grey grinned at her, “Congratulations.” “Thank you so much, Elder Grey.” Nyssa smiled. As for Elder Phillip, he continued to look at Nyssa with amazement. How did a slave make it to the council room?Even if no one spoke about it, he knew who Nyssa was. She was a slave whom they thought had been killed due to Elder Mark's command. Not only did she not die. She came back strong. He didn't go to her, but from a distance, he nodded before he left the room. When it was only Nyssa now, Elder Albert took the cue to walk towards her, his pace slow and careful. He noticed Lucien's gaze on him. Yet he didn't look at Lucien. “I must say, you're smart.” He stood beside her. Nysaa slightly turned to see who was speaking. She looked at the old man. He was the one who asked that a vote be d

Applying Ointment

“Do not run away from me, Nyssa.” His voice came out firm and low. Nyssa's toes curled at his firm tone. Slowly and carefully, he pulled her closer to himself. One hand rested at the lower back while the other slowly intertwined his fingers with hers, as he dipped his head to the curve of her neck. “Nyssa… don't go.” His voice sounded like a melodious plea in her ear. She released a shaky breath. “I need you.” He whispered. Nyssa opened her mouth; she wanted to speak, but nothing was forming in her thoughts. Nothing other than the feel of his hot breath on her exposed shoulder, which ran down to the pool of her core, wetting her undergarment. Nothing other than the feel of his firm fingers locking with hers. Or his strong arm that rested at her lower back. She was a mess. A complete mess. In one swift move, Lucien picked Nyssa up, lifting her with both hands in bridal style. Nyssa yelled, eyes wide as she unintentionally wrapped her hands around his neck. “Lucien, what are you

Family bond?

Nyssa rushed out of the council chamber, walking in haste back to her room. Every stride only deepened the ache that curled within her—his touch still burned on her skin, demanding more. More of him.Her fingers traced her stomach, feeling Lucien's touch still on her skin. ‘What is he doing to me?!’ she mentally screamed. She just wanted to get to her chamber. The moment she got into the pack house, a shriek pierced the air.“Nyssa!” Alice came flying toward her and threw herself into a fierce embrace. Nyssa staggered, then gave in to the warmth, her lips curving faintly in relief.“Congratulations!” She screamed as she pulled away from Nyssa, “I knew you had plans when you told Papa you just wanted to enjoy the comfort of your bed.” Alice giggled. Lucy arched her brows at Alice. She shook her head softly as she walked closer and gathered Nyssa into a steadier, quieter hug.“Congratulations. I'm so happy for you.”“Thank you, Lucy.” Nyssa finally found her voice. Footsteps soun

Promises

“What happened to your face?” The woman from the shadows asked. It was nightfall, and Nyssa had found herself always going down the chamber to the trap room to spend some time with the woman there. Ever since she knew that the woman was not a madwoman, she had been going there more often and just spoke to her. Today, the woman spoke back to her. She blinked. Her eyes shone, and her lips stretched into a wide smile.“You want to know?” Nyssa asked, smiling. Although the place barely had any light, the woman saw the ugly scar.“Yes.” The woman replied. “But don't come any closer.” Nyssa nodded and remained at the end close to the entrance of the trap door. “I was kidnapped and beaten, but someone came to save me,” Nyssa replied. Her heart swelled with joy that the woman asked her a question; she asked,“Can I know your name now?” But the woman turned away, her back to Nyssa. She began to murmur some words. Nyssa's eyes narrowed. What exactly did Alpha Mark do to her? She didn't

Gamma Hume and Nyssa

On the silent afternoon, Lucien stood in front of the throne in the throne room. The last time he stepped in here was the day he was crowned Alpha. That day was like a blur. He hardly recalled what he was doing as the ceremony to crown him king went by. It was a week after his father's death and the attack that took a lot of warriors and pack members. Deep down, he was vulnerable, lonely, and scared. His wolf wasn't responding, and he could no longer shift. The fear had caused him to disappear from the people after wearing the crown, pushing Fabian to the people instead. Lucien's clenched tightened as he continued to stare at the massive chair. The crown was placed on the seat. He was supposed to be here to judge matters. Attend to his guests, or sometimes have discussions with his Elders, but he always cowered. Not sure if he was fit. But now… Now that his wolf was back. “My Lord.” His thoughts were first interrupted by the sound of footsteps, then the opening of the door, befo

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