Semua Bab The Lycan King’s Treasured Luna: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Then, Lupercus chuckled."Relax, cousin. I think your message was well received." He drawled, dragging his gaze lazily across their faces. "I wouldn't want you to burn the whole palace down before the mating ceremony," Lupercus teased, lounging like the chaos-loving bastard he always was.I glared at him.He threw a wink toward me in return. "Besides," he added with a lazy grin, "if you snap now and start pulling out tongues, as your right hand, Hasmik won't let me in her bed for a week because i didn't stop you. And I rather like being there."Only he dared to joke with me when I was like this."Sargis. No one is here to undermine your authority." My father finally spoke." But this court has kept the realm balanced for centuries. If you intend to take her as Queen, there must be a path forward. Whether gradual exposure or private introductions, you have to do something."I exhaled slowly."Then let that be the resolution. She will not be paraded, but when the time is right, you will

SARGIS'S POVI couldn't stop watching her.Narine looked around the throne room like she'd just stepped into a dream. Her eyes widened with every turn, column, and glint of gold and cut crystal. I half-expected her to spin in a slow circle or press her face to the windows in wonder.It was the first time I saw that many expressions dance across her face, curiosity, awe, hesitance, a pinch of fear, then wonder again. Like a soul who had never been allowed to dream. That realization tightened something in my chest.The elevator earlier had caught me off guard too, her panic, and the sheer terror in her eyes. She'd looked at the floor like it might swallow her whole. It hadn't occurred to me that she'd never been in one before, and she'd gripped me like a lifeline; this part I found cute.What kind of life had she lived?No... I already knew the answer.And as she stood before the thrones, I made myself a promise.When she's ready, when she looks me in the eyes and finally accepts me as

"They're called Moonlit Étoile Roses," I heard him say, above my head. "They can't be found anywhere else in the world as they've been cultivated exclusively in this garden for centuries." They're used in every major royal event... the Mating Ceremony, coronations, the presentation of heirs... even in our funeral rites."I didn't respond. I couldn't. My focus was fixed.I didn't know how long I stayed like that, just staring at them. Entranced.Eventually, my legs started to cramp, and I pushed myself up to stand, wincing slightly as I stretched my muscles. That was when I saw him. Sargis, sitting cross-legged on one of the bag chairs like it was his personal throne, with his hands behind his head and a toothy smile lighting up his face.I quickly looked away.I didn't know why the sight of him relaxed and so unbothered, made something flutter and twist in my stomach.I drifted toward the other chair and paused. I sat down hesitantly."You know, this has always been my favorite place

SARGIS POVI tapped my boot in agitation against the stone floor of the elevator. The door slid open on the fifth floor and in walked Lupercus casually, but the glint in his eyes was anything but. He wore his signature black mask and gloves, the same pair he never used unless it was going to get bloody. He didn't speak. He didn't need to.He punched in the code. 0.The keypad beeped, and the elevator lurched downward with a low mechanical groan like a coffin sinking into the earth. We were descending into the bowels of Khragnir Palace, the dungeons. The scent of blood and mildew began to snake through the ventilation. The underbelly of Khragnir Palace wasn't a place people spoke of in polite conversation. Not even nobles liked to admit it existed. But it did. Oh, it did. Carved out of obsidian and brimstone.The elevator doors creaked open with a hiss.Lupercus stepped out first, whistling a cheery little tune that didn't belong in a place like this."God, it always smells like ferm

Narine's povThe first thing I registered when I finally came to was pain.A dull, burning throb echoed in my bones, as if my entire body remembered every bruise, every claw, and every whisper of agony I'd ever endured.The second thing I noticed was a warm solid arm draped over my waist, and the second tucked beneath my head, alternatively pinning both of my wrists gently.The third thing I noticed was the heat. A comforting, enveloping warmth that seemed to seep into my skin. How good he smelled, and how perfectly his body molded around mine.And the last thing, what made me freeze in place was a poke.Right on my lap.I went rigid, my breath caught in my throat as my heart took off like a startled bird."No. No, no, no." I screeched.Wherever the strength came from, I didn't question it. I twisted, kicked, and squirmed until I managed to slide myself out from under him and tumble off the bed with a graceless thud. The cold floor bit at my skin as I scrambled backward like a startle