All Chapters of Azriel King's Luna: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

PAIGE’S POV The soft morning rays slipped through the thick curtains, brightening up the room with its soft glow. Slowly, I stretched my body, feeling the warmth of the bed beneath me and the lingering ache of emotions that still remained heavily in my heart. Yesterday had been intense and emotionally exhausting but necessary. Victor and Chloe were gone. Executed. Justice had finally been served for the pain and horror they put me through.And for the first time in a long while, I felt like I could breathe again. This wasn’t just a fleeting sense of relief, it was real, solid. I wouldn’t have to look over my shoulder anymore. I wouldn’t have to sleep with one eye open or pretend to be strong when I was breaking inside. Azriel had held my hand through it all. And today, I could feel that something different was coming.Azriel had been quiet all morning, though not in a distant way. There was a calm energy about him, like he was carefully planning something. When I asked him if somethi

AZRIEL’S POV The wind howled low through the trees as I rode my car through the narrow forest path. The sun was beginning to set, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. I needed answers, and there was only one person left I could trust with the truth; My Oracle.I hadn’t told Paige where I was going. How could I? Every time I looked into her eyes and saw hope flicker only to be dimmed by disappointment, a piece of me shattered. She blamed herself. I saw it in the way she stared at our empty nursery, the way she flinched every time someone mentioned children. But this wasn’t her fault. Deep down, I knew something else was at play.The Elders had renewed their pressure. They wanted an heir. They demanded one. Not just to continue the lineage but because a child from my bloodline symbolised stability for the werewolf nation. And after everything we had been through, they feared our bloodline would end with me.After the tenth failed attempt, I knew this was more than stress or misfortune. There

PAIGE’S POV The morning sun passed through the curtains, but its warmth did nothing to melt the cold emptiness in the bed beside me. I reached out instinctively, hoping to find Azriel’s solid form, but my hand met only cold sheets. He was gone.Again.I sat up slowly, brushing my fingers over the space where he should’ve been. We had just shared a rare night of closeness, a flicker of the bond we once had and yet, he vanished like it meant nothing.My chest ached heavily with disappointment. I had hoped things were changing, that we were healing and that maybe, just maybe, he was letting me in again.A soft knock on the door startled me. I quickly wiped the sleep from my eyes, trying to collect myself.“Come in,” I called, my voice was barely above a whisper.The door swung open, revealing Trevor. His expression was warm, but strained.“Hey, Luna,” he greeted with a soft smile. “Good morning, Trevor. Is everything alright?” I asked, a little bit worried.“The Alpha asked me to infor

PAIGE’S POV The sun was barely up when I opened my eyes. It wasn’t the usual bright, cheerful morning that made me want to stay under the blankets.No. Today was different. My heart had been restless since the previous day because I knew Azriel was coming back from the Alpha conference.Trevor told me when we were having dinner with his mate, Renee. At first, I was hurt that he didn't inform me when he would be coming, but I was also glad Trevor was considerate enough to tell me. All night I had been thinking about him and the things I could do to surprise him.It had been a long week without him. We hadn’t spoken much, and honestly, I was still upset that he left without thinking of informing me, his mate. But regardless of how angry I was, I couldn’t pretend I didn’t miss him. I still wanted to make his return special. That was the problem with loving someone. You could be mad, but still want them close.I swung my legs off the bed and stretched. Rachel, my personal aide, knocked b

PAIGE’S POV The moment we stepped into the palace, I thought maybe Azriel would finally turn to me and explain what happened, or at least give me one of those looks that always calmed my heart. But instead, the only thing I received was his anger.“Do not speak, Paige!” he shouted, his voice sharp enough to cut through me like glass.I froze, my lips trembling. Azriel had never raised his voice at me before. Not once. In all the months and years of struggles, heartbreaks, and hope, he had been my strength, my shield against the world. But now, that shield had turned into a sword pointed directly at me.The guards standing by the door widened their eyes in shock. Even the maids whispered behind their hands. Everyone knew Azriel’s voice only turned fierce on the battlefield or toward others, but not toward me. More reason why the pain pierced deeper than I could ever admit.My chest tightened, tears pricking the corner of my eyes, but I swallowed them back and turned away before he cou