All Chapters of The Lycan King's Contacted Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

LYRA I woke to the most incredible smell that made my mouth water before I'd even opened my eyes.I sat up slowly, blinking against the morning light streaming through my window, and froze.There was a tray on my bedside table. A proper breakfast tray, sliced bread still steaming slightly, a small pot of butter, strawberry jam, fresh fruit arranged artfully on a plate, and a steaming cup of coffee.And sitting in the chair beside my bed, watching me with an expression I couldn't quite read, was Damon."Good morning," he greeted, his voice warm."Good morning," I managed, still trying to process what I was seeing. "What... what is all this?""Breakfast," he replied simply, standing and moving towards the bed. "I made it for you."He sat down on the edge of the mattress, and I found myself very aware of how close he was. Of the fact that I was still in my nightgown, my hair undoubtedly a mess, my face bare of any attempt at looking presentable."You made this?" I repeated, looking at t

LYRA I was excited about spending the afternoon with Damon, truly I was. But I couldn't stop replaying what I'd witnessed in his office.His hand around Devika's throat. The violence in his posture. The barely controlled rage in his eyes.I'd never seen him like that before. Never seen that side of him—the dangerous side, the side that reminded me he was a Lycan King, capable of things I probably couldn't imagine.It had frightened me. Not because I thought he'd hurt me, I didn't believe that. But because it showed me there were depths to Damon I didn't understand yet. Shadows I hadn't glimpsed.Still, I kept coming back to what he'd said. That Devika had provoked him, said things she had no right to say. And knowing Devika, knowing how she'd been circling around Damon since I'd arrived, I could believe she'd pushed him too far."Lyra?"Damon's voice pulled me from my thoughts. I blinked and realised we'd arrived at the stables. The smell of hay and horses filled the air, and I coul

DAMON"Guards!" I growled, my voice echoing through the chambers.Within seconds, two guards burst through the door, their hands already on their weapons. They took in the scene—Devika naked in my bed, me standing in the doorway radiating fury and immediately understood the situation."Seize her," I ordered coldly. "Get her out of my chambers."The guards moved forward without hesitation, grabbing Devika by her arms. She didn't resist at first, too shocked by my reaction to process what was happening."Damon, wait," she began, her voice taking on that pleading tone she thought would work on me. "I just wanted to talk. To remind you of what we had—""What we had was a mistake," I cut her off harshly. "One I have no intention of repeating.""But you can't just throw me out like this," she protested, finally starting to struggle against the guards' grip. "We meant something to each other. You cared about me.""I used you," I corrected brutally. "For physical release, nothing more. And

LYRAI didn't wait for the maids to answer. I was already moving towards the door, my heart pounding in my chest."Luna, wait—" one of them called after me, but I ignored her.I needed to find Damon. I needed to know if what the letter said was true. If someone had actually died. If it was because of me.I practically ran through the corridors, not caring who saw me or what they thought. All I could think about was that letter, those words burned into my mind.*Someone is dead already.*I reached Damon's office and didn't bother knocking. I just pushed the door open and strode inside."Were you ever going to tell me about the death?"Both Damon and Eric turned to look at me, their conversation cutting off mid-sentence. Damon's eyes widened in shock, his entire body going rigid."How did you know about that?" he demanded, his voice sharp."Is that really what you're concerned about right now?" I countered, my voice rising. "Whether I know? Not the fact that someone is dead?"Damon's

LYRA Leah's expression became guarded. "Luna, I'm not in a position to discuss the Lycan King's private matters. I've already said more than I should have."Heat flooded my cheeks. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put you in a difficult position.""It's all right," she assured me gently. "I understand your curiosity. You're married to him, it's natural to want to know about his past. But these are things you should discuss with him directly, not hear second-hand from the staff."She was right, of course. If I wanted to know about Damon's past, about whoever this woman was that he'd cherished, I should ask him myself.But the thought of bringing it up made my stomach twist with anxiety. What if he didn't want to talk about it? What if it was too painful? What if learning the truth changed how I felt about our marriage?"Stop worrying so much," Leah encouraged, placing a gentle hand on my arm. "You're in safe hands with the Lycan King. I've worked in this pack house for many years, and I'v