Semua Bab The Moon Witch’s Second Life: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Seraphine’s POVI came back from the waterfall with my head spinning and my chest tight. Rhydian walked ahead of me the whole way home without saying another word, when he saw I didn’t give him an answer. I kept my eyes on the ground so I wouldn’t have to watch his back and remember how it felt when he slowed down on purpose so I could catch up and slip my hand into his.When we reached the pack house he didn’t look at me. He just headed toward the door and went inside. The guard who waited outside my room stepped forward and opened the door for me. I went in and the door clicked shut behind me.I sat on the edge of the bed and pressed my palms hard against my thighs to stop them from trembling.A knock came twenty minutes later. I stood up quickly. My heart jumped, and I hoped it wasn’t Rhydian.The guard opened the door a bit. “A gift,” he said. “From Lady Lysandra.”He stepped aside, and a young girl stood behind him holding a silver tray. On the tray sat a glass bottle of deep

Seraphine’s POVEldric waited with me for a long time before he finally stood up and said the healers needed to check him. I let them take him then, though my hands felt empty the second they lifted him away.I walked back to my room alone. My body ached, when I got inside, I fell straight to the bed and closed my eyes. I thought about how Rhydian called my name in his sleep, that’s when I realised he dreams of Seraphine every night. Soon I dozed off and had a dream. I opened my eyes inside the dream and found myself standing on smooth black stone that stretched out long. The sky above burned a deep violet, no moon, no stars, just endless color.Then a voice that came from every direction spoke. It made my skin prickle. “My queen.”I turned but didn’t see anything, only empty stone and the strange burning sky.The voice came again.“You feel it, don’t you? The pull and truth waiting under your skin.”My heart kicked against my ribs. The reversed mate mark throbbed and I pressed

Seraphine’s POVWe didn’t speak the entire walk back from the ruins. My hands shook inside my gloves and every few steps I felt his eyes on the side of my face. I kept my gaze straight ahead, anywhere but him.When we reached the pack house he walked straight through the main doors, I stayed close behind him because I had no choice. He led me up the staircase, down to his private study. He pushed the door open with one hand and stepped aside for me to walk in. The door closed behind us and he turned the key in the lock.My stomach dropped.I stood in the center of the rug and waited.The study had a large desk sat in front of the windows that looked out over the forest. Shelves lined the walls, packed with maps and scrolls and volumes bound in dark hide. A single fire burned low in the hearth and the light flickered across his face when he finally turned to me.“Sit,” he said.There was only one chair in front of the desk. I sat, my back stayed straight. My hands folded in my la

Seraphine’s POVI came back to myself slowly and tried to move my fingers, but a pain throbbed low in my ribs. When I opened my eyes, the room was dim and only one lamp burned on the bedside table. I saw stretched shadows across the wall and I recognised the space immediately. It was Rhydian’s bedroom, his private room on the top floor where no one else was allowed. The bed was huge, carved from dark wood and the sheets under me were soft. I lay on my back with my torn dress replaced by one of his oversized linen shirts. My gaze moved to the chair pulled close beside the bed. Rhydian sat there, asleep.His head rested against the bed, and his arms lay loose on his lap. One hand reached out and held mine, his fingers were wrapped around my left hand where Vaelan’s mark hid under the bandage. His chest heaved and dark circles were under his eyes. A streak of my blood still stained his cheeks from when he carried me. I stared at him. My throat tightened.He looked wrecked and exh

Seraphine’s POVElder Mara lay on the floor. Her body was twisted at unnatural angles, her arms were bent backward and fingers curled into rigid claws. Her eyes stared sightless at the ceiling and black veins crawled across her skin with dark residue clung to her robes and to the stones around her. It looked like traces of forbidden magic. I dropped to my knees and hovered my hands over her but I couldn’t bring myself to touch her.A sob ripped out of me then I heard footsteps. I was scared and quickly stepped aside. It was Rhydian, he followed me earlier without my knowing. My screaming made him reveal himself. Immediately he saw me on my knees, and saw Mara, his face went pale. “No,” he whispered. “No.”“Whoever it was had used black magic to leave no doubt.”I clung to Rhydian and my fingers twisted in his shirt.***I could not stop shaking after we found Elder Mara. Rhydian held me close in her cottage, and his shirt got wet from my tears. He did not let go for a long ti