All Chapters of From Slave to Queen, Yet Never His Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The carriage came to a slow stop at the foot of Moon Goddess Mountain.Laural and I stepped down together.“Princess, look—so many people this year!” Laural lifted the curtain, her eyes shining with excitement.I nodded. “Yes. The blessings of the Moon Goddess have always been effective.”For fifteen years, I had knelt before the statue every year to pray—to pray that my Cole would one day become my mate.Now that I think about it, the Goddess truly was effective.She heard me—but did not grant it.Otherwise, I might have already turned into a moth drawn to the flame, and burned to ashes.I had barely touched the ground when I heard a sharp, familiar laugh.“Which Omega is so bold to ride in the same carriage as her master? Oh—turns out it’s the Princess of Silver Ridge!”“Princess? Hahaha, don’t make me laugh—that’s just the half-blood Nina!”I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was.Clara—Cole’s younger sister;and Fiona—the princess of Jade Pack.Back when I was favored, the

Everyone froze.No one had expected me to, without warning, deliver that smack in front of everyone.Clara’s cheek burned; her breath came in sharp gasps.Even with Liam and Cole present, no one moved fast enough to stop it.Liam lunged forward and grabbed my wrist.“Nina! What are you doing? Apologize to Clara this instant!”Apologize?Apologize—for her humiliation?I lifted my eyes and stared at his flushed, furious face.“Let go.”Two words—simple, but resolute. His hand went rigid, and he loosened his grip as if by reflex.I pulled my hand back, massaging the bruised spot where he’d squeezed, my expression cold.Lily hurriedly spoke, voice trembling, “Nina, Clara spoke too bluntly, but you can’t hit her—especially not in front of the Moon Goddess statue... you’ll be punished!”I didn’t bother to look at her. I answered lightly, “Say another word and I’ll slap you too.”At once Lily’s eyes flooded; tears welled as if she’d suffered the greatest wrong.I turned to the pillar of supp

The crowd’s teasing collapsed in an instant.Knees thudded to the ground, foreheads knocking against the cold stone.Blood surged up my throat—a metallic sweetness that made me gag.I tried to salute, but my knees gave way and I pitched forward—“Nina!”Vetle moved faster than anyone, twisting around to catch me into his arms.I was freezing. Blood loss had my hands and feet trembling; I wanted to vanish into his chest, to steal a fragment of warmth.Hadn’t he already left? For some reason, he’d come back. Thank the goddess he had. This time, Liam had truly meant to kill; one minute late and I might not have survived.A sting climbed behind my eyes. I turned my face away, bit my lip, forced down the shaking, and let a voice as fragile as a thread in the wind slip past my teeth。“... Thank you.”Even without looking up, I could feel the boiling mix of rage and pity surging in his chest.He held his breath for a beat, then suddenly wheeled around.“Prince Liam.” Vetle’s voice was thin a

Marcus’s hands shook. At last, he dropped to his knees, voice quivering so low it was almost a whisper.“Your Holiness, please show mercy... Liam attacked someone in public; Envoy Vetle punished him for his own wrongdoing.”His forehead touched the floor as cold sweat beaded. However strong Silver Ridge might be, it was only one Pack. Offend the Pope, and the entire Pack could be cast out and slaughtered.David snorted, contempt flashing in his eyes. Vetle had already been punished; there was no need to press the matter.“Bring Vetle in.”The heavy footsteps were getting closer, and my heart sank with each one. I turned—and froze.He was carried in on a stretcher. Blood had soaked through the black robe across his back. My chest clenched as if seized in a fist; I couldn’t breathe.“Vetle...” I choked, vision blurring.There wasn’t a trace of resentment in his eyes. Instead, he forced a tender smile. “It’s nothing. I’m not hurt, Nina.”My throat tightened; my lips trembled.From a corn

The heavy doors swung open. Warriors filed in. Servants followed, carrying chest after chest of treasure glinting in the torchlight.“The Pope grants a bonded marriage—”I lifted my head and heard the words that I would be mated to Vetle.The chests were opened one by one in the hall—rubies, gold. Ruby stepped forward with a flawless blood-red gem and held it out to me. Her smile was gentle, but there was something hidden beneath.“Wow...”A small sigh rose beside me Lily stared at the glittering wealth with shining eyes, envy practically spilling out. “Nina, you’re so lucky. Everyone loves you so much.”My breath caught. Lucky?Cast out of my Pack, whipped until my flesh split, abandoned by those closest to me—was this luck?I turned. There was nothing mocking in her eyes—only pure envy. That made me feel even more hollow.“You like it? Then why don’t we change?”Her face went rigid.Of course, she knew that marrying Vetle meant diving into a pit of fire. Her dream was to be Luna to