All Chapters of The Outcast Luna Becomes The Lycan Queen: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Waiting is something I've always hated. But ever since my mate fell into her deep sleep, waiting has become part of my daily routine.I wait for her to wake up. I wait for news from Rowan. And I wait for news from Elijah.Every second feels like an eternity. My mind won't stop racing, filled with questions and fears that refuse to quiet down.I sit on the couch in my workroom, trying to look composed while my heart pounds with frustration. Reports are scattered across the table, updates from different packs, letters, and mission summaries. I've read each one twice, maybe three times, but I still struggle to focus. The words blur together.I rub my temples, trying to force calm into myself, but it's useless. Sleep feels like a foreign concept now. The only thing that keeps me from losing my mind completely is the faint, steady sound of her heartbeat that I can feel through our bond.When the sun rises, no one comes with the news I want to hear. Only servants quietly bring foo

"Your granddaughter attempted to kill the Queen and endangered my son!"The color left Jim's face in an instant. I saw him go through a bunch of emotions—disbelief, denial, anger—like someone flipping through a book they don't really want to finish. He inhaled, the kind of breath you take before you decide whether to light a match in a room full of oil.Then, his anger returned."You cannot detain my family," he said. The words were less a statement and more an implosion of outrage and wounded pride. "Even if Keala did something, you have no right to...""Why not?" I asked, amused at the rush of self-importance spilling from him like smoke. Before he could say something, I continued. "Because you helped build this City? Because your ancestors put a roof over parts of the Crescentia kingdom?" I smiled then, an expression I did not mean to be kind. "Those are not pardons. Not when someone tries to murder my Queen."Jim barked, red flaring up his neck. "I contributed to this kingdom

I have lost track of how many days it has been since I ran away from Shadowhaven. Time thinned into a string of footsteps, hiding places, and the constant hum of panic in my veins. At first, I could deceive any tracker with my eyes closed. I learned the old tricks as the best tracker in the kingdom: leaving false trails, smearing my scent on others, walking along the riverbank until the mud covered my footprints, and changing my appearance.However, Today felt different. There was a weight in the air, like a pot about to boil over.Everyone in every market and alley suddenly had an opinion about me.Why is my name on every tongue? I shoved my face into the collar of my cloak and tried to act like a woman who had come to trade herbs. That worked for approximately three minutes. Then my brain offered me the enlightening thought.'No way! Impossible, they make my head a bounty, right?' I took a detour through a small town in the South District, where our kind and humans live in a

After so many days, I finally managed to sleep in the same room as my son for the first time.However, I only slept briefly before sensing Rowan's presence in the cabin.No one was even trying to wake me up, yet I could feel his anxiety from outside. I opened my eyes, stared at the ceiling for a moment, then turned my head toward the crib beside my bed.My little boy slept peacefully, his tiny chest rising and falling like the gentlest wave. I stood by the crib and brushed my fingers across his warm, soft cheek. My heart ached.He looked so calm, so content, barely even cried anymore... but that only made me feel worse."Rissa…" I whispered softly. "Can you wake up, huh? Our little one is waiting for you. He wants to feel your arms again. Please wake up soon, alright?"I talked to her as if she were beside me, like I always did. Maybe she could hear me. I wanted to believe she could. But she didn't respond, and I couldn't sense his emotions like I usually do.My voice shakes as I w

Suddenly, my blood began to boil. Without saying a word, I raised my hand.An invisible force gripped Gelael's neck and lifted him into the air. His face turned red, eyes wide in panic, both hands clawing at his throat as if trying to pry off something that wasn't there. His legs kicked wildly, desperate to break free from the unseen grip.Pepper gasped, standing abruptly. "M-Master!" she shouted, her voice trembling. The sound cracked halfway, turning into a choked whisper as she turned toward me with terror in her eyes.I ignored her pleading look. My gaze stayed locked on the man before me, the same man who made my mate's life miserable."Tell me, Gelael," I said coldly. "How do you know Keala Wulfgar? Are you connected to her?""Y-Your Hi-Highness…" he stammered, his voice thin under the weight of my power. "I... I... am not. I didn't relate... I... I didn't know her—"His words choked off as I increased the pressure. I didn't believe him for a second. This man couldn't tell the