All Chapters of Moonlit Legacy: Claimed By The Alpha King : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

CHAPTER 22: LEADERSHIP COMPLEXITIES (2).RAYA'S POV. "Please, give me a chance to explain. I am sorry. Please!" The human maiden was being dragged out by the soldiers as she begged desperately. "It was a direct order from the King and she dared to do otherwise?" One of the maidens said. "What the nerve! Serves her right," another chipped in as they glared at her. 'Damn the consequences. Let me look weak,' I said to myself. I couldn't just stand by and watch this happen. My heart would torment me if I chose to look the other way to impress people I should be commanding."Stop!" I yelled out to the soldiers, and they halted, turning toward me. "But, my Lady..." Kieran looked at me, furrowing her brow. "Let us hear her out. Let's give her a chance to explain why she would dare such a thing that she obviously knew could cost her her life," I said.I saw some of the maidens nod in agreement. What I said seemed to make sense to them. But not all anyway. There were still some who look

CHAPTER 24: THE REBELLION.As Vira walked through the hidden base of the Rebellion, she saw some children running and playing cheerfully, chasing each other. Their innocent carefree laughter, giggles, and exuberance made her smile as she looked at them.They reminded her of her growing-up days - It was the total opposite of what most of the lads and girls who were being raised in the base experienced. It caused her pleasant disposition to be slightly altered. She unconsciously touched her wrists. Her below-the-wrist gloves were designed to cover her wrists, an intentional design she came up with herself seven years ago. The base was bustling with activities. Everyone is up and about. The men and young boys who could wield a sword were being trained by instructors. They were divided into different companies. Some of the men were engaged in some construction activities. Some were hammering the logs into place, fastening them together, some were sawing the logs to be used, while other

CHAPTER 26: BEFORE THE EXPEDITION.Outside the administrative building of the Rebellion, everyone was up and about. A select few were arming themselves. Among them was Vira. She strapped a belt around her waist that had numerous short, rectangular knives with round hilts. She then began running her sword on a whetstone, sharpening it. As she did that, she just looked forward and found Zak looking at her. The smile on his scrawny face caused her anger toward him to fester even more. "Pay him no mind," the Masterchief said as he approached Vira from the side. She turned and looked at him, turning her hateful stare away from Zak. "Must he be a part of this expedition?" she asked."He has to be. The Captain chose him for his exceptional tracking skills," Masterchief answered. "There isn't anything he can do that an average person who grew up in the woods couldn't do." "You mean an exceptionally average person like you, huh?" Masterchief said, smiling mildly. But Vira wasn't. He sigh

CHAPTER 28: SURPRISE VISITORS.The encounter Talia had at the Creeks kept playing back in her head as she headed home that night. Reminiscing on the event made her chuckle at certain points as she headed home, all alone.Her home was quite isolated from the rest of the city. Many even feared walking by, believing the house was haunted. It was the old Grayson mansion, which had been abandoned for decades after the head of the home, lord Kylian Grayson allegedly got possessed and killed his entire family. Coming to his senses afterward, he killed himself, unable to bear the heinous thing he had done. The mysticism and fear that shrouded the property were the primary reasons Talia acquired it. Arriving at the rustic gate of the mansion, she pushed it open, creaking as it moved. She never bothered to renovate the exterior of the house. As she walked in, she was greeted with a mild gust of dust and cobwebs hanging from the high ceiling of the gigantic living area. A greater portion of

CHAPTER 30: MUSCLE MEMORY?RAYA'S POV. My body shook, quivering as I looked at the King - my mate. 'Why would he make such a request of me? How does he expect me to oblige to such a demand, even though it is coming from him?'My thoughts ran wild. I had momentarily forgotten that he could read my thoughts. But it didn't matter at that moment. I couldn't imagine myself firing an arrow at the man I was beginning to hold dear to my heart."What's the matter, Raya? Are you afraid you're going to hurt me?" King Barakar asked, wearing a daring smirk. "I don't think you're that good with the arrow to be able to hurt me." 'Was that an insult?' I asked myself, furrowing my brow as I narrowed my gaze at him. 'Or was he trying to stir up my emotions to take action? Was he trying to bait me?'Either way, I felt my ego bruised. There was nothing anyone would tell me or do to make me believe the opposite of my capacity as a great archer. I had practiced in secret over the years in solitude, so I