SECOND Chance MATE TO The LYCAN : Who dares Touch my LUNA のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Laila's POV I gasped and jumped at the sound, scampering towards it. I was inspecting its wing when a shriek stopped me in my tracks.I looked up just in time to see a massive shadow sweep across the flowers.“It’s the mother my lady,” Teal yelled and I raised my hand to show I meant no harm.She was much larger up close, her wings spreading wide in a shimmer of rainbow light. She descended fast, her cry deafening. The ground trembled as she landed a few feet away, pushing me backward. Her eyes glowed.The small Phoenix let out a weak chirp, its head lifting toward its mother. She moved closer, her long neck bending down, nostrils flaring as she sniffed at the tiny creature.Then, to my shock, she turned her gaze on me.My breath caught. I didn’t move. I just stayed there, still as stone. The air around her shimmered with heat, but she didn’t lash out. She stepped aside slightly, as if… letting me near.Teal’s voice came again from behind me. “The mother likes you, my lady. I think i

Laila's POV “A date?” The words sounded strange coming from him. I stared at him, half certain I’d misheard.Kieran stepped back. “That’s what I said.”I frowned, holding the robe to my chest. “Why?”He raised an eyebrow. “Should I have a reason?”“Yes,” I said, my brows knitted.He shrugged, casual, as if it were nothing. “You should get some sleep, Laila. We’ll go out tomorrow night. I’ll have your handmaiden arrange everything.”My lips parted, but no words came. I draped the robe over my shoulders tying it tightly as I made my way to the door.My mind buzzed with unanswered questions as I walked away, the robe clutched tighter around meKieran didn't strike me as the romantic type. The idea of him planning a ‘date’ felt absurd.A date sounded like a big deal considering the fact I had never gone on one.I understood the concept but the idea of sitting across from him, in a candlelight dinner, alone holding hands sent my heart to my throat.Absentmindedly, I reached my chambers an

Laila's POV The great City of Lycankar.I’d heard stories about it, rumors mostly but one thing stood: it was a beautiful city especially that night.The buildings all had a unique design and it was lined with trees each with a lantern glowing at its center. The streets were quiet despite the numerous people outside, I wanted my son to grow up in this type of neighborhood.The building that fascinated me the most was the bell tower, standing gracefully above the town, surrounded by flowering vines and fireflies.I didn't care much about buildings but I had to distract my mind from thinking about the man next to me.It worked temporarily but heedlessly I found myself peeking a glance at the silver haired man.My nerves were all over the place and my lips involuntarily smiled when the scent of roses filled my nostrils.He had done this for me.Maybe I judged him harshly. Like Alex said, if only I could get close to see the real him.Was that his way of wanting me close?My heart jumpe

Laila's POV It was a strange thing when words were said outloud, despite suspecting it, the moment they were voiced it made it real.I folded my arms, trying not to look at him. I needed that moment to take it in. He could change but he didn’t deem me worthy to change for.“I don’t want you to change,” I said finally, my voice steadier than I felt.Kieran tried to reach out to hold my hand but I pulled away. He expelled a slow breath shaking his head. “But you do,” he said quietly. “I should have seen it you want—no you need someone to depend on,”I frowned. “That’s not true.”He tilted his head. “You do but you're too stubborn to admit it.”I looked down at my fingers, twisting the edge of my sleeve. “That’s been the problem from the start,” I said softly. “Being an inconvenient, stubborn girl., I know you don’t like difficult women.”Kieran chuckled. “You’re not the first stubborn woman I’ve met. And just like the rest y’all demand a lot, gold, land”“I don’t want anything from yo

Laila's POV The world around me wasn’t real. Though it felt like it was but Fiona was in front of me so I figured it was one of my memories.“Please, don’t do it,” someone cried out.It wasn’t me. I turned to see a dark haired lady with gray eyes begging as she struggled against the hold of two men.My heart clenched for the woman, I was certain she was another victim of Fiona.“Lady Laila please,” she cried, shocking me to the core.I froze. Why was she begging me? Couldn't she see I was just a victim like her, but when I turned I wasn’t chained. I wasn’t a prisoner, I was standing with Fiona watching just like her.We watched as the woman was strapped to a chair. My face grew pale as the guards fastened the leather on her wrists. “Please,” she cried. “I have children—please. Don’t let them do this to me!”I turned to face my past searching for something, anything. I was expecting her to plead for the lady’s life but I just stood there.Why wasn’t I doing anything?The world blurre