All Chapters of The Lycan King's Contacted Luna: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

DAMON I stood there watching Devika's shoulders sag as she shed what I could only describe as crocodile tears, and something unexpected surged through me.Relief.Pure, uncomplicated relief that someone had finally put that woman in her place. And not just anyone but Lyra. She'd just proved every single one of them wrong.Pride swelled in my chest, warm and solid. I was proud of her. Genuinely, thoroughly proud. She'd exercised her authority without hesitation, hadn't allowed herself to be belittled or intimidated, and had handed out a punishment that was both appropriate and memorable.Devika had been pushing boundaries far too much lately. The disrespect, the constant attempts to undermine Lyra, the way she acted as if she still had some claim on me, all of it had been building towards this moment. And to have the audacity to try and physically strike the Luna in front of witnesses? In front of the pack members she was supposed to respect?She deserved every bit of what Lyra ha

LYRA I scoffed, flinging the bedsheet that had been draped around me to the side. "You must be joking.""Do I look like I'm joking?"His tone was flat, dead serious. I paused, really looking at him now. His jaw was set, his eyes hard. There wasn't a trace of humour or uncertainty in his expression."You're actually serious about this?" I asked slowly, trying to process what he was proposing. "You want me to move into your room? Knowing full well what exists between us? Or rather, what doesn't exist? Or rather how dangerous it could be for both of us?""I don't care if this is a contract marriage," Damon bit out, his voice sharp. "And definitely don't give a damn if it's the most dangerous decision I'd ever make. What I care about is that you'll be alive to see the end of that contract. Someone is threatening you, Lyra. And that same person has access to your chambers. That's not a situation I'm willing to tolerate.""But—""This isn't up for discussion." He cut me off with a finality

DAMON POV I'd barely settled behind my desk when Eric appeared in the doorway. He just walked in like he'd been summoned, though I hadn't called for him yet."We need to talk," he began without preamble."I was just about to send for you." I gestured to the chair across from me. "Sit."Eric dropped into the seat, his expression alert and focused. "What's happened?""I found threatening multiple letters in Lyra's chambers. Apparently someone's been breaking into her room and leaving them for her to find."Eric's eyes widened. "What? When did this start?""I don't know exactly. She didn't tell me about them until I found them myself this morning." The frustration I'd been feeling all day crept into my voice. "She thought she could handle it on her own.""What did the letters say?""Threats and just warnings about her not belonging here and she should count her days as Luna."Eric leant forward, his elbows on his knees. "What measures have you taken?""I've already moved Lyra into my ch

LYRA POV The door creaked softly, the sound barely audible but enough to pull me from the edge of sleep. My hand immediately reached across the bed, searching for the solid warmth of Damon's body.Nothing. Just empty sheets and the faint impression where he'd been sitting.I kept my eyes closed and my breathing steady, listening as quiet footsteps moved across the hallways. He'd left in the middle of the night, Damon had left our chambers without a word.I sat up slowly, my heart beginning to race. Where would he go at this hour? And why the secrecy?Suspicion burned through me. I needed to know.I slipped out of bed as quietly as possible and moved to the door, easing it open just enough to peek into the corridor. Damon's shadow was disappearing around the far corner. I followed whilst keeping to the shadows along the walls, I trailed after him. Every time he turned a corner, I waited a few seconds before following, making sure to stay far enough back that he wouldn't sense me.

LYRA POV The orphanage renovation had been completed ahead of schedule. Where there had once been a crumbling, sad building that barely kept out the rain, now stood a proper home. The walls had been repaired and painted a cheerful cream colour.New windows let in light that made the whole place feel warm and welcoming. The roof no longer leaked. The floors were solid and fineIt looked like a real place for human beings to live now. A place where children could grow up feeling cared for and valued.And now it was time for the children's event I'd been planning."Where do you want these banners hung?" Eric called from across the main hall, holding up brightly coloured fabric."Along the walls," I directed, pointing to the spots I'd marked earlier. "And make sure they're secure. I don't want them falling on anyone's head during the festivities.""Yes, Luna." He grinned and moved to comply, though not without making an exaggerated show of the effort required.Madam Aurora was beside