All Chapters of Scorned Luna To Alpha Queen: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Lyralei was shocked in that space between thoughts as she realized she remembered everything now, every detail of that vision crystal clear in her mind like it had just happened. The woman in the red gown, the rejection, the pain written across that Luna’s face as her world shattered in front of everyone.Why the hell had she forgotten about it in the first place? What made her lose those memories only to have them come rushing back now? What were those memories exactly?What happened to Laura though? The question formed in her mind and almost immediately the space around her warped and twisted, reality bending in ways that made her stomach lurch. The portal’s stomach-lurching pull vanished completely, replaced by something else entirely as she was being shoved into another scene.Lyralei found herself standing in a dark forest at night, a forest that felt like it existed nowhere and everywhere at once. Trees surrounded her on all sides with their branches reaching toward a moon that

Lyralei followed Eliasen tiredly through the settlement, her headache still pounding behind her eyes. That hollow feeling like she was missing something important wouldn’t leave her alone no matter how hard she tried to shake it off.“So where are you from?” Eliasen asked without turning around, her red hair swinging with each step she took.Before Lyralei could open her mouth to answer and possibly lie, Eliasen continued talking like she’d already known what she was about to say. “I already know you’re from Silver Moon Pack. I heard when Alpha Vale mentioned it earlier.” She glanced back over her shoulder and her red eyes studied Lyralei’s face. “What I want to know is why you were cast out.”Lyralei kept quiet because what could she say? That she’d beaten her future mate bloody in front of his entire pack? That she’d held him hostage with his own fucking balls? That she’d jumped off a cliff rather than marry him? None of those things seemed like safe information to share.The silenc

“Shit!” The curse ripped from Lyralei’s throat as pure shock and terror slammed into her chest.She splashed backward, her feet slipping on the smooth stone beneath the water. Her arms windmilled as she tried to catch her balance, nearly stumbling out of the pool entirely before she remembered with horrifying clarity that she was completely naked.She spun around in panic, water sloshing everywhere, trying to cover herself while simultaneously searching for escape routes that didn’t exist.The voice chuckled again, low and amused. “This is different,” it said, each word dripping with mockery. “Where’s that fiery lady from earlier? The crazy one who challenged me at every turn?”Lyralei’s blood ran cold as recognition hit her.No. No, no, no. Fuck no!Steam parted like a curtain being drawn back, and Gerald Stormborn emerged from the thick fog. He moved through the water toward her with slowly, each step sending ripples across the pool’s surface.The water reached his waist, leaving hi

Lyralei stepped out of her room and immediately regretted every life choice that had led her to this moment.The corridor stretched in two directions, both looking exactly the same with their carved stone walls and flickering torches. She’d been so focused on arguing with Eliasen earlier that she hadn’t paid attention to which way she’d come from. Left or right? Both looked equally unwelcoming.“Perfect,” she muttered, choosing left because why the hell not.Her stomach growled loud enough to echo off the stone walls. The sound of distant laughter and conversation drifted through the passages, getting louder as she walked, then quieter, then louder again like the settlement was playing tricks on her. The smell of roasted meat made her mouth water and her stomach clench with hunger so sharp it hurt.She turned a corner and found herself in a familiar-looking hallway. Wait. Hadn’t she already passed that torch with the crooked bracket? Fuck.A group of warriors rounded the corner ahead,

Lyralei pressed her lips together, fighting the laughter that kept bubbling up her throat. Her shoulders shook with the effort of holding it in, and she had to look away from Eliasen’s irritated expression before she completely lost control. Across the feast hall, Gerald stared at her with something that looked like surprise painted across his features. His red eyes were wider than she’d seen them before, his mouth slightly open like he’d forgotten what he was about to say. When he caught her looking at him, that damned smirk replaced the shock faster than a heartbeat. He turned back to his conversation with the warriors flanking him, but she could see the tension in his shoulders. Lyralei’s gaze drifted to where Rienna sat with her little group of followers. The girl’s face had gone an ugly shade of red, her knuckles white around the cup she was gripping. Their eyes met across the space between tables. “Who is she really?” Lyralei asked quietly, keeping her voice low enough that