บททั้งหมดของ The Heart of a Luna: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Lyric“So you mean for me to suffer?” I bite out at Noah.On the first day I met Noah, his eyes were hard, cold, filled with pure hatred and condemnation. Then, it was nothing but pity and a kind of terrible gentle understanding that made my skin crawl - no one ever looked at me that way before - and now… now his gaze is apologetic and filled with the kind of regret that makes me want to tear his eyes out.“The last thing I want is for you to fucking suffer, Lyric.” He lets my hands go, and the sudden loss of a nice, solid warmth leaves me feeling raw. For him, I can see it on his face, the physical pain of breaking that contact is immediate and sharp. “And… I don’t want to suffer either.”“Then break the goddamn bond. Reject me,” I implore him, my voice tight. “No,” he says, his word steadfast and final.“So you are a coward?”“Of the worst kind,” he admits with a ruthless chuckle that makes my skin crawl a little.“You don’t have to be frightened. It will only hurt for a short time

NoahI knew shit would go sideways eventually, it’s why I kept the helicopter fueled and ready to go, I just didn’t think it would happen within an hour of me moving in here.It must mean that Bryce has been watching me. We would have known if a wolf entered the neighbourhood. The whole area is guarded by Lycans. He either sent in a very brazen, high-ranking werewolf that is magically hidden, or he turned a rogue Lycan into a spy.My money is on the former. It’s difficult, next to impossible, for a regular wolf to turn a Lycan on their own kind.“Prince,” Weiland says. “Do I have your permission to touch your mate?”He does it only for his own preservation. Conri will kill him if he touches my mate without good cause or our express permission.I glance at Lyric who has planted herself on the floor, legs spread wide, arms crossed over her chest. The mark in her neck still pains her. I can read it in her aura, feel it in her emotions, and see it on her face.She doesn’t want to admit it

LyricWeiland roughly shoves me into a room, slams the door shut and bolts it.I throw myself at the door, putting all my weight behind it, but it’s reinforced. Even in my wolf form, I wouldn’t be able to break through it. “Open up you fucking fucker!” I scream.I am vaguely aware that I’m not coping at all right now. With life, with my circumstances, with being alive.I tried to throw myself out of the helicopter in a sheer fit of rage and fear, after which Weiland cuffed me to the seat. He didn’t even have to use silver, that’s how weak I am.The anger I feel isn’t aimed at Weiland - he’s just doing his job - it’s Noah, my father, Bryce, the high priestess, even Leila. Everyone who came along and took little bits of my life as theirs, making decisions for me as if they cared about me.I’m all alone in this world. I have no one. Not even Star. With each passing day, I feel her less and less. Her presence is diminishing due to the rune, but even if it weren’t she would be happy to be

NoahI slam the heavy, silver enforced wooden door shut behind me, the sound echoing hollowly in the vast, silent hall. I don't bother to lock it. There is no need. This place is in the middle of nowhere. My little fortress of solitude, carved into the remote, icy peaks of the mountains.It is far beyond the reach of ordinary men or the werewolves. It is surrounded, not just by wilderness, but by a formidable network of ancient, near-impenetrable magical wards and my most skilled and loyal warriors patrol the grounds twenty-four-seven.Lyric cannot leave, not even if she tries. The moment she crosses the inner perimeter of the estate's grounds, a silent, cascading series of alarms will be triggered, alerting every warrior instantly and bringing them to her side before she’d be able to take a dozen steps. She is safe, confined only by the distance she can walk within the house and the sprawling, carefully tended gardens. I am painfully aware that it’s the same pitiful allowance of fr

LyricHis touch is like a lifeline thrown to a drowning victim. Start grabs a hold of it and roars to the surface. I'm at once overjoyed and dismayed to feel her presence again.Noah smiles as if he knows that she’s awake. He flutters the back of his hand over my cheek and reaching behind my neck, lifting my air away, not stopping until his long fingers find the rune. “What are you doing, Lyric? Are you not answering the call of the mate bond?”I can’t speak. I can’t even think. Because he’s too close. And because he woke Star up without even trying.And I know she will hate me until the day I die if I leave this place.If I leave Noah.“Our animal sides can’t be trusted,” I insist. “We have to fight the bond.”Noah shakes his head. “No. It never works.”“And you know this?” I ask, almost sarcastically. “The man who has never even been mated.”His eyes flash dangerously blue in the rapidly oncoming darkness. “No, I have never been mated before… but I have rejected many mates. I know w