All Chapters of Wrong Bride, True Luna: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

AmeliaAs if on cue, Derrick answers every silent question I have. “The blessed water is a rare beverage that’s been developed by healers at the Capital’s hospital.”The crowd around us mutters something, clearly most of them already know what it is. When Derrick keeps talking, I’m grateful he bothers to explain since this is my first time joining the gathering and I know little to nothing about the traditions. “The healers can brew only two cups each year, which are reserved for Alphas and Lunas who attend the Moonlit Gathering. It has wonderful benefits, but most of all, it’ll strengthen the body and enhance your wolf’s healing abilities.” Derrick grins. Alphas and Lunas around us grow even more excited, praising the king for caring for them so much. And yet, while others cheer and appear happy, I stand aside and wonder if everything Derrick claims is really true. He’s describing something so miraculous rather than a brew made by healers. I place a hand on my belly, feeling the

AmeliaI quickly hide the unease and worry raging inside me and flash him a brighter, wider smile. “I didn’t hear anything clearly, just Joey’s voice in the distance, so I figured it’s best not to bother you two.” I explain, hoping he will buy my excuse. Ethan nods slowly, bends down to pick up the hairpin from the floor, then gently secures it back in my hair. He looks at ease, like he believed my words already. “You go have lunch with Sandy, I’ll finish up here and join you soon,” he mutters, then surprises me by leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss on my forehead. Relieved that he’s not questioning me again, I don’t stick around for any longer and instead, head straight to the dining room. Ever since we arrived at the Capital, Ethan’s caution about everything has kept me unusually nervous. Even when he appears calm and relaxed, he still radiates tense energy. So far, I’ve attributed it to the environment change and the pressure from the king for everyone to be perfect. After

AmeliaI’m so tempted to play out my past dreams about every bonfire I wasn’t allowed to join. Dancing, playing games, trying out a variety of snack foods and just feeling good surrounded by others once sounded like an unreachable fantasy. Until now. I consider which thing I would like to try out first, but before I can decide, we’re interrupted by Derrick. He slaps his hand on Logan’s shoulder with a wide grin, “there you are, I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” Logan releases his hold on me slowly, unwillingly, then turns to Derrick. “You were? Why?” Derrick waves Logan off, “just safety concerns, you know. The bonfire has more attendants than I planned, so it’s only natural that I worry about keeping it safe and calm.” Logan nods sharply, “I’ll have Marcel do some rounds to ensure there’s no issues.” Derrick looks satisfied with Logan’s answer and then, his eyes dart to me. “Ah, Luna Amelia, good evening.” I don’t know how to take the tone he’s using to greet me, so I try

Logan“Guards!” I call out and three men approach me. I turn and nod at Katherine, “escort Luna Katherine back to her quarters.” The men surround Katherine and while she doesn’t look too happy, at least she doesn’t throw another fit and follows them away from the scene. Then, I turn to Ethan. “Take Amelia home. The Capital isn’t safe anymore, so make sure you can keep an eye on everything that happens around her. I need you to ensure she’s safe until we find whoever is behind the attack.”“Of course,” Ethan agrees with a smile and slips his arm around Amelia’s waist. “I assure you, I won’t leave her side no matter what.” As they turn around and walk away, Amelia still glances back at me a few times before they disappear from my view. Something about Ethan’s calm demeanor and easy acceptance makes me uneasy. Deep down, I wonder if he’s somehow involved in this mess, but for now, I can’t start any investigation. There’s no time to waste, Derrick has to be rushed to the emergency ro

AmeliaThe day after the bonfire, I wake up feeling too weak to move. The weight of yesterday’s event hovers over me and I find it hard to force myself to do anything at all. The image of Derrick coughing up blood and collapsing a moment later still haunts my mind. I can’t get rid of it, no matter how hard I squeeze my eyes shut or rub them. Somehow, I get out of bed and get dressed. “It’s hard, but you have to keep going,” my wolf mutters. “You have to think about our pup, Amelia. You need food, water and even a walk would benefit you. Focus on the baby.”While I know she has my and the baby’s best interest at heart, the headspace I’m stuck in doesn’t feel any lighter after her words. And yet, I also know she’s right, so I leave my room and head to the dining room, where Sandy has already prepared the breakfast spread. “Good morning, Amelia,” she greets me with a cautious smile. “Morning,” I mutter, reminding myself that I just have to get through the morning. I stop next to t