Semua Bab Thrown Back by the Moon Goddess: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Liberty povMom, Dad, Cooper and I are dressed to the nines waiting for the signal to enter the banquet hall. The least important guests were announced first. We are the last Alpha family to enter and take our place. The visitors from the other Kingdoms will arrive shortly after us. I’ve been cracking my brain over who will be invited to a banquet like this. King Truett will announce that Hartley is next in line to the throne. It makes sense that he has invited the current rulers and their heirs from the neighbouring Kingdoms. Hartley will have to form his own alliances with them or wage war against them overland. King Truett is currently at war with King Thadeus and the relationship with Aramis is tense. There is no peace treaty nor are they at war. If King Truett would know that Maverick were still alive he would most likely try to broker a marriage between one of the princesses of another Kingdom for Hartley. To enforce peace but still be independent.But King Truett doesn’t know

Liberty povI have to be careful with my answer. As much as I would love to insult Giselle, Hartley and Candy I can not do that now. I would need to be in a position of power. I have power now, the power of the lessons of my previous life. But I don’t have the position that I can insult them and walk away unscathed. Dad’s power to protect me from being a disrespectful brat is limited. Should I directly insult Giselle King Truett will have to act upon my disrespect towards a visiting member of a foreign royal family. King Truett is harsh with his punishments. The chances of me being tortured and then branded before I’m exiled as a rogue are too high to risk it. The rogues have a nasty reputation when it comes to women. Men can join their ranks but women are passed around among the men and raped until death. “I can not deny that Hartley is an attractive mate for political reasons. But I’ve come to realise that life is about more than accumulating power and influence. I want what my par

Hartley povI hit the wall of the cell so furiously that my knuckles burst open. How could I lose my patience with Candy in the presence of all the guests and Mother?The ONE thing mother has taught me since the day I was born was never lose your patience in the presence of others. I should have known that Mother would try to force a union between Liberty and me at the banquet. I pace my cell trying to regain my composure. Not that it matters anymore. Father is mad at me. Mother is mad and disappointed. The pacing helps me lose my anger and frustration. Candy is at the other end of the cell block. I can hear her muffled sobs from her. There are no other prisoners. As if being locked up like a rambunctious soldier isn’t bad enough Father ordered the guards to place a silver shackle on both me and Candy so we couldn’t mindlink. The silver impairs my healing ability. I watch the raw flesh bleed and stay open instead of pulling itself together and close up. Will this scar?The two guard

Mary-Jane povTo my surprise Carlo kept his word and took me home with him. Helen ignored me for the most part. The first days I expected Harrison to storm in and have me arrested and thrown out of the pack but when that didn’t happen I relaxed. At first Carlo slept with Helen but came to me in the morning for sex. Grateful to have a safe space I choose not to pursue Carlo the way I pursued Harrison. Helen and Carlo may be in a bad space now but I’m not going to bring them back together by forcing him to choose. It took Helen a week to warm up to me.Lost in her grief she found me. I told her that I too was grieving. Not my children but my fated mate. Helen somehow found a way to accept that I was sleeping with her mate putting it on the grief that I was experiencing. This morning I woke up nauseous and with cramps. It figures as it is about time for my period. On the toilet I’m puzzled why is there no blood? My stomach feels bloated and I’m hungry even though I’m nauseous. Maybe i

Candy povMary-Jan was an interesting neighbour. She seemed eager to share her story. Maybe even a little too eager. On the other hand she will be sentenced to death for attempting to poison a luna. I told her about my fight with Hartley so she knew that I might tell him everything she told me. But I’m not going to. I thought Hartley and I were going somewhere. I think she just wanted one person beside herself to know the truth. I can only hope that they let her meet her baby before they kill her. The poor child has done no wrong. But it sure won’t have an easy life. It will be a bastard orphan, its mother a murderer and father unknown for all except its mother. Somehow the thought of this innocent little being being born with such a disadvantage in life makes me sad. The baby isn’t my problem. Mary-Jane isn’t my problem. Though she and I share a problem: Hartley. Truthfully Hratley didn’t outright promise to mark me but he didn’t say no either. He left me hanging, or more accuratel