Semua Bab Reborn as a dragon Queen : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Ayla's POVMy anger was a living fire in my veins, burning hot and bright. I didn't walk to Maddie's chambers paying no attention to Wren's pleas. I stormed through the castle halls like a wildfire. My feet pounded the stone floors so hard the sound echoed. Servants saw me coming and jumped out of my way, their eyes wide with fear. I didn't bother knocking. I pushed her door open so hard it slammed against the wall with a loud crack.Maddie was sitting at her fancy dressing table, brushing her long hair. She saw me in the mirror first, and a smug smile spread across her face before she even turned around."Luna," she said sweetly, putting down her brush. "To what do I owe this visit? You usually don't come to see me.""Where are my weapons?" My voice was low and dangerous, like the growl of a beast.She turned slowly in her chair, that smile never leaving her face. "Oh, those dangerous things? I had them removed. For your own safety, of course. A Luna shouldn't play with swords and k

At dinner that night, something changed. Thorne didn’t sit at the head of the long table like he usually did. He sat right beside me. “This is a nice surprise,” I said as he sat down. “I thought I’d keep my Luna company,” he said, pouring wine into my glass. His hand lingered on mine longer than necessary. Lord Cain, sitting across from us, watched with narrowed eyes. Maddie, a few seats down, looked like she was chewing on something sour. “The trip to Bloodfang will require careful planning,” Thorne said, his voice loud enough for everyone to hear. “My Luna will need new gowns. The finest fabrics. She must look every bit the queen she is.” “That seems excessive,” Cain said smoothly. “It’s just a political visit.” “It’s a show of strength,” Thorne corrected, his hand now resting on the back of my chair. “And my Luna is part of that strength. Isn’t that right, my love?” The endearment surprised me. I nodded, I didn't know what he was planning, with this unusual niceness so

Ayla's POV Maddie stared at me. Her green-glowing eyes were huge in the dark room. They looked like two sick moons. It was like watching a storm cloud cover the sun. All the color washed away from her cheeks. She went white as fresh milk. Her mouth pulled into a tight, thin line. Her eyes got hard and mean. They looked like little green stones. “so tell me,” she said. The word was a hiss.. “What are you doing here? Snooping around where you don’t belong?” I felt Eren move behind me. He was like a small, solid shield at my back. His quiet breath gave me strength. But I knew I had to stand alone for this. I stepped forward. I made my voice steady. I made it the voice of the Luna. “I am the Luna,” I said, the words clear in the quiet. “I belong everywhere in this pack. Every stone. Every hallway. Every room.” I paused and let my eyes sweep over the awful things on the shelves. “A better question is, what are you doing here, Maddie? In this dark, secret place? With this… this bad

Ayla’s POV After the meeting Maddie trapped me. Her smell was all wrong, sweet flowers over something rotting. “Luna!” She linked her arm through mine, tight as chains. I tried to pull free. She held on. She leaned close, her sugary whisper in my ear. “About our little… talk in the tower. Let us forget it, yes? A silly fight between girls. No need to bother the Alpha with it.” Her nails dug into my arm through my sleeve. “For the good of the pack.” I yanked my arm free. I looked down into her pretend-smile. “We know the truth.” All the sweetness left her face. For a second, she was just a scared, mean girl. Then she fixed the smile back on. “We do,” she said, and scurried away like a rat. That night, the castle slept. I did not. The moon was a sharp claw in the black sky. My door flew open. It was Eren. Her hair was wild from running. Her face was white as bone. She was gasping for air, tears cutting through the dirt on her cheeks. “Luna!” she cried, stumbling into

Ayla’s POVThe sun came up too fast. The sky was a pale, sickly yellow, not gold. Like a bruise. I dressed in clothes made for riding, and for fighting. Soft leather pants, a dark tunic, a light chest plate. I braided my hair back tight. I looked at myself in the mirror. Liliana’s face stared back, but the eyes were Ayla’s, hard, and knowing.Down in the courtyard, the noise was loud. Horses stamped. Men shouted. Our group was not big, but it was sharp. Twenty warriors, picked by Thorne. They looked like blades waiting to be drawn. Thorne sat on his huge black horse at the front, not looking back. Lord Cain was beside him, talking low. Maddie was already on a pretty grey mare, dressed in fine riding clothes, a sweet smile pinned on her face like a flower.As we rode out through the big gate, I saw it. A quick look. Maddie glanced at Cain. Cain gave a tiny nod. My skin went cold. I kicked my horse, moving up in the line. I needed to see them, always. I put myself where their faces wer