All Chapters of THE LUNA OF MY DESTRUCTION.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~~~ELENA.“Oh, my Luna!” Lyra clasped her hands together as her eyes ran from my face down to my outfit.I sighed wearily and rubbed the space between my brows.It had been two days since that dark, ugly conversation with Darius, and thank the Goddess, he hadn’t touched me in the bedroom like he had threatened.That night, I went to bed early, long before he returned, and when I woke up, he was already gone.Yesterday too, I only saw him once, right at sunset when he simply told me to prepare for today.Darius thought it was time that I addressed the women of the stronghold… another duty of a Luna.Not one I ever intended to carry out, by the way, but only God knows the rotten things inside his black head. The last thing I wanted was to push him and risk my mother’s safety after the warning he gave me.I was wearing a long midnight-blue gown that hugged my waist and flowed softly to the floor. Silver embroidery traced the edges, delicate wolves and crescent moons were woven into the

~~~ELENA.“Where did you hear that from?” he asked me, his face clouding in anger.“What do you mean? Did everyone in the pack not know about it? It is not like it is such huge news that needs to be hidden away.”After saying that, I leaned down to pick up the glass of tea, sipped a little while I watched Darius with my side eye.To be honest, the last thing I expected was to see this man act like he had been caught doing something wrong.He scratched his forehead, stared at the ground for a while before he raised his head to look at me, his face turning cold again.“You had such a beautiful option as your Luna, why did you go out of your way to bring me back here?”“Is that why you didn’t attend the meeting?” he asked me instead, and I shrugged my shoulders off.“Did you forget my warnings?”“Why did you not make her your true Luna? You and I know damn well that such a thing called fated mate wouldn’t have stopped you if you truly wanted to possess her, so…”“Answer my question, Elen

~~~DARIUS.“No… I am not, and I will not give you the illusion that I am. I do not belong to you.”Her words hit harder than any blade could ever.Damn, Elena.How could four ‘little’ years change a woman this much?I stared at her. I look deeply at the fierce, sharp tongued, and fire eyed version of her, and for a moment, I almost couldn’t breathe.Because this was not the Elena I remembered.The Elena I knew was gentle, soft, and warm in a way I could never be, even if I tried.She was everything opposite of me.Elena used to smile at me like I held the moon in my palm.She used to touch me carefully, like I might break.She was smart in a quiet way, and steady in a way that calmed even my storms.And her laughter…God.Her laughter could lift a man out of darkness.Her laughter used to make my day even when I swore nothing could.But now?Now she looked at me like I was the storm she wanted to burn down.She looked at me like I was the mistake she regretted.And somehow, that ange

~~~ELENAMy eyes raised as the footsteps broke through Lyra’s endless rambling.Hours had passed, actual hours. The sun was already dipping behind the trees, painting the sky in orange and fading gold. I hadn’t even realized just how much time had slipped by and by now, Lyra was already talking about the running river in front of us as we settled side by side, her voice soft and dreamy.Then the bushes near the path rustled, and Lyra froze mid-sentence.I turned my head to look at the woman who had just stepped into the clearing.Seraphine.Her presence alone seemed to drain the warmth from the air. Tall, composed, and dressed in deep charcoal fabric that caught the dying light, she carried herself like someone who belonged everywhere and expected you to know it.Lyra instantly stood up, bowed her head, and hurried out of the way as Seraphine crossed over to where I sat.I simply stared at her.Oh, God knows I have little to no energy left to deal with this woman. She was the reason f

~~~ELENA. Lyra and I walked quietly for a long while after leaving Seraphine behind. The air was cool now, carrying the scent of wet earth and the last bit of sunlight. For once, Lyra wasn’t talking too much. She hugged her arms close to her chest and kept glancing sideways as if she expected Seraphine to jump out from behind a tree. “She is evil,” Lyra finally muttered. “That woman is evil, my Luna. I don’t know what she said to you… but with her facial expressions alone, I could tell.” I sighed. “Lyra…” “No, no, I mean it,” she continued, her voice rising a little. “Her eyes are always too sharp and for all I know, she always smells like lies.” Despite myself, the corner of my lip lifted. “Smells like lies?” “Yes!” Lyra threw her hands up. “I didn’t hear what she was saying, but she was definitely not wishing you long life and prosperity.” I laughed under my breath, though my chest still felt tight from the earlier confrontation. “I know, right? Trust me, she really wasn’t w