All Chapters of The Lycan King's Luna Healer : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Emily’s POV I staggered back, the room tilting for a few seconds. When the dizziness faded, I didn't hesitate. I picked up my phone and fled the hall. Students gasped behind me, but I didn’t look back. I grabbed the first cab I saw the moment I got outside.“Miss, you haven’t paid me!” the driver yelled as I jumped out of the cab in front of the hospital.Goddess.I sprinted back, dropped my purse on the passenger seat. The cash inside wouldn’t cover the full transport fare, but he could sell the bag and get his money.“Hey miss! miss!” He called after me, but I was already bolting into the hospital.This was a hospital in the human territory. My mother’s condition had worsened so much that even the pack hospital couldn't handle it anymore.I rushed to my mother’s ward but she wasn’t there. My heart did a double kick. Where was she?I didn't wait, I dashed straight to the doctor’s office. “Dr. Monroe, where’s my mother? I checked her old ward…sh...she's not there.”He looked up, ca

Malric's POV (Damian’s Lycan)My eyes fluttered open. Blurry shapes came into focus instantly.I was in the hospital.I jolted upright. Why was I here? And this wasn’t even any hospital I recognized.The door swung open and a doctor stepped in. He froze, staring at me like he expected me to be dead or something.“Oh my God! Mr. Damian…”“I am not Damian,” I snapped.His confusion didn’t concern me. I swung my legs off the bed, ready to shove past him, when the door opened again.Theodore, my Beta. And Sarah, priestess of the Moon Order stepped in.“King Damian! You’re awake,” Theodore breathed.I mind-linked him sharply. ‘Get this doctor out. Now!’Theodore turned immediately. “Doctor Monroe, please give us a moment.”The man nodded, still dazed, and hurried out. Once the door shut, I faced the two.“Where am I, and why the hell am I here?”Theodore started. “King Damian…”“I'm not Damian. I’m Malric.”His eyes widened. “Lycan… Malric?”“Yes.” My patience snapped. “Now explain what ha

Emily’s POV His stormy grey eyes pinned me where I stood, cold, sharp, and utterly unreadable. “You said I’m utterly merciless?”“My… I…” The words tangled and died in my throat.He leaned closer and whispered, “Always remember that before you act recklessly, little fire.” A jolt ran through me. “Yes…my king.”He stepped aside and walked ahead, leaving me and the old man behind. My chest tightened. There was no escape now.“Will you stand there forever? Move!” the old man snapped when he realized I was still frozen in shock.“I’m sorry.” I hurried after him, my legs shaking.We reached the Lycan’s car—a sleek black Jaguar, intimidating and predatory, much like its owner. The license plate bore a golden royal crest, unmistakable even at a glance.The old man slipped behind the wheel while I took the initiative to sit in the front. Sitting beside the Lycan King would be disrespectful, and he had already warned me not to act recklessly.But before I could climb in, his voice boomed,

Emily’s POV “I’m Emily Harpar,” I said finally, staring at the woman in front of me. “My mother is Rachael Harpar, the late head chef of the Ravenwoods of Moonfang Pack. My father… he died when I was very young.” I left out the rest. Half-truth, but enough.Rachael was my mother, and she would always be, even though I wasn’t her biological child. She’d never hidden that from me. When I turned fifteen, she told me how she had found me half-dead in the woods at five. I’d woken up with zero memory. No clue who I was or who my parents were. And no one had come looking for me since then.Tears gathered behind my eyes as I remembered her dying yesterday at the hospital. She was all I had… and the Ravenwoods had let her slip away because of their selfish, wicked ways. My hands clenched into fists at my sides. My mother had never had a man. She’d told me she lost her mate just months before she found me. I was her jewel, and she was my everything.“Alright,” the woman’s voice snapped me bac

Emily’s POV “Yes.” The Lycan King rose from his chair, walked around the desk, and sat casually on its edge in front of me. “I had a heart transplant yesterday. Your mother saved my life.”“Wait…what?!” I blurted, stunned, my mind reeling. Who could undergo a heart transplant less than twenty-four hours ago and be standing here like nothing happened? I stared at him, utterly bewildered.I knew Lycans were powerful, but… I hadn’t known they possessed healing abilities this extreme.He cleared his throat. “It seems the money I paid to bid for you at the auction didn’t go entirely to waste.”My expression slowly hardened.Was he really saying that again? Reminding me of what I was? What an arrogant jerk!I hadn’t asked to be bought!The words burned on my tongue, begging to be hurled at him, but I swallowed them down. I didn’t dare. And that frustrated me more.He cleared his throat again, snapping me out of my spiral. His storm-grey eyes locked onto mine, sharp and unyielding.Were my