All Chapters of The Lycan King's Contacted Luna: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

DAMON Fury coursed through my veins. I wanted to chase after Alec. I wanted to drag him back here and finish what I'd started when I'd put that bruise on his face. I wanted to make him regret every word that had just come out of his smug mouth.I wanted to paint his face with the color of my anger and make him realize he doesn't have any right to barge into my office and spit out words that were supposed to come out of my lips even though I know all he wanted to do was to bait me.But I couldn't. I couldn't do any of the things I so much wished to do Not with Lyra standing right here, watching me with those wide, questioning eyes. If I lost control now, if I let the rage consume me and went after Alec, she'd see exactly what I was capable of. She'd see the monster I'd been trying so hard to keep hidden. She'd realize what Ian had said was right. I was the ruthless and most feared Lycan king.So I stood there, fists clenched, breathing hard, fighting against every instinct screamin

LYRAThe applause was deafening.Hundreds of faces stared at us, their expressions ranging from delighted to curious to approving. They were all watching me and suddenly I couldn't breathe.My heart raced the more thudding harder on the ribs of my chest. The air now felt so suffocating like I was drowning in it. The hall seemed to shrink around me, the walls pressing in from all sides. All those eyes, all that attention, focused entirely on Damon and me.I'd never done anything like this before. I have never kissed someone in front of a crowd this much and never been the centre of attention at such a grand event. Back in Mooncrest, I'd been invisible, someone people actively avoided looking at. And now, suddenly, I was standing in the middle of a banquet hall whilst hundreds of people watched and applauded and probably discussed every detail of what they'd just witnessed.Panic clawed at my throat. I needed to get away. I needed space to feel real air, not this pressing one."I'd

DAMON Eric straightened the moment I entered, visible relief flooding his features."Finally. What delayed you?""I had to attend to my Luna," I answered, my jaw tight. "And Alec's supposed fiancée accosted me on the way."I turned my full attention to Alec, who stood near my desk with that infuriating casualness he'd perfected. My voice dropped to something clipped and dangerous."What are you doing in my office?"Eric cleared his throat before Alec could respond. "I actually found him here when I came searching for you. He was going through some documents on your desk."Something inside me snapped.In a flash of speed only Lycan’s like myself possessed, I closed the distance between us. My hand shot out and wrapped around Alec's neck before he could even flinch. I lifted him slightly and slammed him against the wall with enough force to crack the plaster.A grunt of pain escaped his lips, but that damned smirk remained fixed on his face."The past week, you've been baiting me,"

LYRAFor a moment, something flickered in Madam Aurora's eyes. Conflict, or perhaps guilt. But then her expression smoothed over again, becoming unreadable."Nothing concerning, Luna. Just... old pack business. Things that have been handled a certain way for years." She paused, seeming to choose her next words carefully. "I'm working as a keeper for the books now. The books of the old. There are people who want them, people who would use the knowledge in them for purposes we cannot allow. So we've moved everything to the western side for safety."I studied her face as she spoke, looking for signs of deception. There was something off about her explanation. Something that didn't quite ring true. But I couldn't put my finger on exactly what was wrong.Madam Aurora was lying to me. Or at least not telling me the complete truth. I was almost certain of it.But calling her out would accomplish nothing except making her defensive. So instead, I shifted topics."I wanted to ask for your hel

CHAPTER 48LYRA POV I took a breath, steadying myself. Whatever Devika wanted, I wasn't going to let her intimidate me. I straightened my shoulders and approached her, keeping my expression neutral and my voice polite."Good evening, Devika. How are you?"The courtesy seemed to infuriate her rather than placate her. Her eyes narrowed, and the glare she fixed on me could have melted steel."How am I?" she repeated, her voice rising. "How am I? Look at you, parading around and flaunting yourself as Luna when that position should be mine. That's my position. My title. Everything you have should belong to me."Here we go again. I felt exhaustion settle over me like a heavy cloak. Was everyone in this pack determined to remind me I didn't belong today?But something inside me had shifted. Maybe it was the accumulated weight of all the insults and mockery. Maybe it was the memory of those children at the orphanage looking at me with trust and hope. Maybe I was just tired of being every