Semua Bab Moonblood: Bab 1 - Bab 10

One: The Banquet And The BondEIRA“Eira, Will and Quentin,” Macy barks. “The king’s banquet needs more hands. Now.”My heart lurches. Not because I fear the work, but because not just any Omega was summoned to the palace.“W-what? Me?” I whisper.“Did I stutter, Eira? Get up and get moving!” She scolds, slamming the door shut on her way out.I flinch and scramble to my feet. Quentin shoots me a wide-eyed look. I shrug.This is the first time we would serve at a banquet or even step into the palace. I'm not sure what is so special about this banquet, but some part of me is nervous.Will steps out first, then Quentin and I follow. My heart is in my throat as we cross the courtyard.The night is illuminated by the lights that come from the palace and the pack house.“Why do you think she asked for us?” I whisper to three of them. My thumbs twiddle nervously.Will scoffs. “You heard Macy, they need more hands.”“Right,” I mumble. Quentin shakes his head at me.My teeth chew on my lip as

Three: You’ve Been SummonedEIRA~Three Weeks Later~“Because she spread her legs for the king, doesn’t make her our queen or our Luna. It just makes her a cheap runt,” someone murmurs.“I’m still struggling to wrap my head around it. How is that even possible?” Another responds.A mocking laugh follows. “The king needs a capable Luna and Queen. Definitely not a weak Omega.”I step into the kitchen and everyone goes automatically silent. As if they haven’t been talking about me.Unfortunately, the whole pack house and the palace know I am King Cassian’s mate. And they have made it clear how unwanted and incapable I am.Everywhere I go, their taunts follow. The mocking laughters. The menacing smiles. And the sting of the words they say.I know most of them don’t like me, and it has something to do with the color of my hair. It’s white, different… nothing they’ve seen before.From the stories I heard, my hair was dark when I was just a pup. But after my parents died, it began to change.

Five: An Alpha And His LunaCASSIANMurmurs rise quickly in the courthouse. And my heart aches, my wolf whines. But what must be done, must be done.As King and as Alpha, I must sacrifice… even if the sacrifice is my mate. A sacrifice too great to bear. Lysandra gives me a sultry smile, which I ignore.Instead, I fix my eyes on the Omega who mops up the vomit. Then, I stare at the door Eira was carried through. It took everything in me not to go to her when she fainted.No one knows that my wolf is angry. No one knows that my heart is hurt. Because it is my duty to do right by my pack. My kingdom. And my position.Jafeth returns and stands by my side. And I get up. Everyone rises again in respect. The room grows silent.“Sit!” I command, and they do.All eyes stare up at me, in reverence. And it gives me the strength to keep going. It confirms that I did the right thing.“As you have witnessed the rejection of my mate, you shall also witness the joining of a new Luna,” I announce.“Lu

Seven: Eyes and HairEIRA—Seven Months Later—“I knew I’d find you here,” Hana says, poking her head through Esme’s door. I give her a tired smile and rub a hand on my very pregnant belly.“What’s up? Did you need me?” I ask. Esme stretches a bottle of herbs in water to me. I collect it and store it on the nearby shelf.Hana walks in. “Nah, just wanted to see how you’re doing. Alpha David asked of you.”“Does he want to see me?” I struggle to get up, and Hana is by my side in a minute.“No.” She shakes her head. “We’re all just looking out for you, you know.” Her eyes dip to my belly and she grins. “Any day soon.”I roll my eyes but smile anyway. “I still have a whooping two months, Hana.”Esme lets out a long hum then laughs. “You never know. The pup might be ready before then.”“I really hope not,” I reply.It’s ironic. Others would not wait to push out their pups, but I need more time. More time to prepare, to get myself together mentally and physically so that my pup has the best

Nine: Blood and HowlsCASSIAN“Your Majesty, are you sure you have to go?” Lysandra asks, resting a hand on my arm. I eye the arm and my jaw ticks.“Yes,” I reply, subtly shrugging her hand off. “I’m the king. It’s cowardice to let my people get injured for the safety of my pack and kingdom.”Lysandra sits up. The sheets fall off her body, exposing milky white breasts and red-tipped nipples. I look away and stand to my feet. “I need to shower and prepare for the day ahead.”“I’ll join you.” Her voice is sultry, seductive. She pushes off from the bed and wraps her arms from behind me. Her bare chest presses against my back.With a sigh, I unclench her hands from around me.“I’d rather not, Lysandra. I need space to think.”I leave her and pad into the bathroom. Steam bellows from the hot shower, but I don’t feel the heat as I step under it.The truth is, I’m scared. Terrified. Rumors of war between other Alphas have reached my ears. Lysandra’s father, Alpha Eric, died in one of the