Alle Kapitel von The Lycan King's Contracted Luna: Kapitel 71 – Kapitel 80

LYRA POVEven though the room was dimly lit, it couldn't hide what surrounded me. Drawings. Everywhere I looked, there were drawings of me.Me standing in the garden, sunlight catching my hair. Me sleeping, my face peaceful and relaxed. Me walking through corridors, my dress flowing behind me. Me laughing at something, joy captured in careful pencil strokes.My hands shook as I reached out to touch one of the papers. The detail was perfect. Every line of my face, every strand of hair, every small expression—all captured with stunning accuracy. Whoever had drawn these knew my face better than I knew it myself.But who? And why?I moved along the wall, studying each drawing with growing confusion and something else I couldn't quite name. Some were simple sketches, done quickly as if to capture a fleeting moment. Others were elaborate portraits that must have taken hours to complete.All of them were beautiful. All of them were me.Then I spotted something different amongst the d

LYRA POV The rage inside me was overwhelming. It burned through my chest, making it hard to breathe, impossible to think clearly. I needed to get away from Damon, away from the pack house, away from everything.I stormed out into the courtyard, my feet carrying me without conscious direction. The cool night air hit my face, but it did nothing to calm the fury boiling inside me.Behind me, I could hear Damon calling my name, his footsteps following. But I didn't want to hear his voice. Didn't want to hear any more excuses or explanations or lies."Lyra! Please stop!"I spun around to face him, and all the pain and betrayal I'd been holding back came pouring out."I trusted you!" The words tore from my throat as a scream. "I let myself care about you! I let myself believe this could be real! And all of it was a lie!"And then something inside me broke.Not emotionally—though that had already shattered—but physically. Something deep within my core that had been locked away for years

LYRA*Wake up.*The voice cut through the darkness, insistent and worried.*Lyra, you need to wake up now. We're in the middle of the forest. It's not safe here.*I tried to ignore it, wanting to sink back into the peaceful nothing where I didn't have to feel or think or hurt.*Lyra!* The voice was sharper now, almost frantic. *Please wake up. You're vulnerable like this. Anything could find you.*Lumina. That was my wolf's name. Lumina.*I'm tired,* I thought weakly. *Just let me sleep.**You can't sleep here. You're naked and unconscious on the forest floor. Do you have any idea how dangerous that is? Wake up. Now.*The urgency in her mental voice finally penetrated through my exhaustion. With enormous effort, I forced my eyes to blink open.Darkness. Trees. The forest floor pressed against my bare skin, cold and uncomfortable.I was still here. Still naked in the middle of nowhere with no idea how to get back.*There,* Lumina's relief was obvious. *You're awake. Now we need to get

LYRA POV A knock on the door pulled me from my deep sleep. I blinked groggily, trying to orient myself. The bed felt too big, too empty. Then I remembered Damon had taken his pillow and left last night."Come in," I called, my voice still rough with sleep.The door opened and a maid entered, carrying what looked like formal clothing draped over her arm. But when she turned to face me properly, I sat up alert immediately.Devika.We stared at each other for a long moment. She looked different than the last time I'd seen her less hostile. Her usual arrogance was completely absent.Finally, she dropped into a curtsey. "My Luna."The formal address sounded strange coming from her. I watched warily as she moved to the table and set down the clothes she'd been carrying."Eric has appointed me as your personal maid for the time being," she explained, her voice carefully neutral. "Until another one is found to replace... to replace Leah."I nodded slowly, not trusting myself to speak. H

DAMON POVMy hands were folded behind my back as I paced the garden floor, my eyes constantly flicking towards the gate. Devika had delivered my message, but that didn't mean Lyra would actually come.She had every right to refuse. Every right to stay away and let me suffer in my guilt alone.I looked at the table I'd had prepared—dishes of all her favorite foods, candles casting soft light across the garden, flowers arranged carefully to make everything perfect. It all seemed inadequate now. How could a nice dinner make up for the lies I'd told? The trust I'd broken?But I had to try. Had to do something other than watch her walk past me like I didn't exist.The gate creaked open and my heart stopped.Lyra stood there, bathed in moonlight, wearing a green dress that made her look ethereal. Her hair was styled beautifully, soft waves framing her face. She looked stunning. Absolutely stunning.I took a step towards her. Then another. And another, until I was standing directly in front