All Chapters of THE BURNT FACE LUNA: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

KYLA'S POV "Hi, Mom," I said as I sat in the grass with my legs crossed beneath my butt. I looked at the wedding announcement in my hands, and a lone tear slipped from my eye. "Tormund Moonveil, son of Morgan and Tabitha Moonveil and also the future Alpha of the Moonveil pack, is to be wedded to Vivica Eclipse, daughter of Beta Albert and Claudia Eclipse of the Moonveil pack," I read out loud. I lifted my head to the sky and let out a bitter laugh, then crushed the paper in my hands and threw it behind me. "This is so unfair!" I sniffled. "I am the rightful daughter of the Beta! Why is his adoptive daughter treated better than me while I'm treated like the servant?" I asked as tears wet my knees. "Mom! I wish you were here." I ran my palm over the stone marker of my mother's grave. I was about to say something else when I heard the whispers of some of the more mischievous pack children. "Look, it's the monster girl," one of them giggled. "I dare you to go kiss her," his little voi

KYLA’S POV "What happened to the future Alpha?" Claudia asked. "He was sick of waiting around for the trackers to find your daughter, so he stormed off into the woods trying to catch on to Vivica's scent," the Luna sniffled, choking on her sobs. "And?" my father asked. "He searched for hours, but there was no sign of her. And when he lost her scent, he got angry and kicked a tree hard. He was so deep in his grief, he didn't see the tree until it was too late. It fell on him and knocked him out cold," Alpha Morgan finished for his wife. "Oh no!" Claudia gasped, and Father swallowed hard. "There's more. I'm just coming from the hospital." The Luna had a pale look on her face. "Don't tell me my son is...," Alpha Morgan couldn't even get himself to say it out loud. "No, he's not dead. But the doctors tried everything, Morgan, and his bones were so badly crushed his wolf was unable to heal him." "What are you saying, woman? Spit it out!" the Alpha shook her violently. "Tormund is

KYLA’S POV Later that evening, the door slammed open and I froze just as I was placing the warm food on the table. Tormund stumbled in, reeking of liquor. His hair was a mess, his shirt half undone and his eyes bloodshot. He glared at the table and snarled. "What the hell is this?" "Dinner," I said softly, placing a glass of carrot juice next to the plate. "I wanted steak, not chicken!" "This was what your mother said you wanted today." "I DON'T WANT EXCUSES!" he barked. "ARE YOU MARRIED TO MY MOTHER OR ME?" With a violent sweep of his arm, he knocked the plate to the floor and the food splattered everywhere. The crash echoed through the house. I gasped, stepping back. My heart raced violently in my chest. Before I could speak, he lunged forward and wrapped his hand around my throat, squeezing until I was choking. "You dare serve me slop?" His breath reeked of alcohol as his claws grazed my skin. "You dare stand here like you're worthy of me? You're nothing. Nothing but a bu

KYLA’S POV "Please... I can't breathe... I'm in pain." Tormund looked down at me with disgust. "You're always so dramatic and desperate for my attention," he hissed, watching me squirm on the ground as I gasped for breath. I weakly tried to pry his fingers from my neck, but he was too strong. "Pathetic!" he spat. His phone rang and he released me instantly. He clicked the screen and answered. "Alpha Tormund here. What do you have for me?" He listened, then spoke briskly. "What? Are you sure the Wolf Mother's Bone has been found? I'll be there right away." He pulled on his coat and moved toward the door. "You can keep up this act a little longer, but soon, I'll have no use for you anymore," he mocked before leaving me on the floor. Moments later, the maid found me unconscious and rushed me to the hospital. When I woke, I was lying on a hospital bed. The bright lights burned my eyes, and my body felt like it had been drained of every ounce of strength. A woman's gentle voice rea

TORMUND'S POV For the first year of our marriage, I treated Kyla with coldness. I avoided her bed. I did not want her to bear my child. But after a while, my mother told me the pack needed an heir. So I had to turn to alcohol to give me the strength I needed to bed such a wicked and ugly woman. She had a nice body...I even thought it was nicer than Vivica's, but I couldn't get myself to look into her face. Last month, drunk and confused, I had a moment of weakness and I slept with her when I walked in on her taking a shower. I had never been that horny before, and even though I whispered Vivica's name I was only thinking about Kyla in that moment, how good she smelt and how good her muscles felt around my girth. She was so tight, but the moment she whispered that she loved me I had to do something to shatter her, so I whispered Vivica's name out of spite. The next morning, shame burned through me. I thought Kyla had tricked me again. She must have been using her magic to get me