All Chapters of Curse Of The Nine Tailed Luna: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Lila's POV “Is this supposed to be a problem? Haven't y'all heard of a single mom? I'm capable of rulling the kingdom and raising my child when the time is due. Don't tell me to find a husband. Y'all are so worried for nothing.”This was the second council meeting with the elders and they all expressed concern about health. I swept my gaze across the pews. They looked unsatisfied and concerned.“I don’t see it that way,” one of the elders spoke up, his voice calm but firm. “We are not trying to call you weak, we are just worried about your health and we want the best for you. It is not just about strength my queen, it's about stability as the ruler of this pack. The people are watching and they are worried that the health of a queen is failing at the early stages of her reign.”I let out a short, dry laugh.“The people? The people don't know anything about my health status and even if they knew, it's all a rumor and they can check mate the fact. I know it has nothing to do with the

Lila's POV I wasn't expecting a shaman to walk in, with his gaze fixed on him, his confidence unmatched. He looked like he was in his mid sixties or early seventies, his slouched back an evidence of his old agebut he walked with so much agility like he was in his mid thirties. The air around him felt different the moment he entered the hall.Behind me, Marcus and Daniel nodded in approval and this made my stomach tighten because I knew they called him but this was so annoying because they were underestimating my control and power over my territory.“What in the name of the nine heavens is he doing here?”I turned around facing the twin alphas to stop. “So this is him. The shaman you both talked about.” I muttered under my breath, my eyes narrowing.Now, the guards were more petrified than they were earlier seeing how I was slowly losing my anger. Rowan was tense beside me, his hand hovering near his weapon. He knew he had lost my trust in him the moment he went behind my back and l

Lila's POV I lay on the bed, my chin rested on my palms for support as I stared at the clock. Lunch and dinner time had passed and it was ten minutes away from striking midnight. Anxiety filled my lungs. Fear etched on my bones. The thought of not being able to get rid of the curse of losing my life in the process scared me.11:41 PM. Nine more minutes. I knew I had to get dressed, instruct Rowan to fetch the twin alphas while Claire stayed back in the palace.I exhaled slowly and sat up.I had never felt so alone like imfekt right now. My room was eerily quiet as I pondered on how this would play out. The guards outside my door were so quiet than they usually were on Normal nights. This night was not normal and I had a feeling something might go wrong.I stood up from the bed and walked slowly toward the mirror. My reflection looked back at me. I straightened my slouched shoulders, my tired eyes starimg back at me. My jaw was tensed. Every detail in my face felt foreign almost like

Lila's POV The shaman looked like he was in trance.“We need the blood of one of your lovers. The moon goddess requires his blood to break the curse. Your lover being bonded to you, helps like a catalyst.”My breath hitched for a moment and I thought I'd die from suffocation. For a moment, I thought I didn’t hear him properly.“My… lover’s blood?” I repeated slowly, my voice almost a whisper. “What is that supposed to mean? I do not have a lover. What games are the moon goddess playing?”The shaman did not move. His eyes were still shut, His body so still. He looked like he was physically present but was somewhere else. Somewhere far away.“Yes,” he said again after what felt like a minute or two. His voice was deeper now, almost like he was being influenced by a spirit that wasn't his.. “The bond you share makes the ritual stronger. Without it, the process may fail. We need your lover to contribute a few droplets of his blood. That way reduces the chances of you dying in the process

Lila's POV The chirping birds outsidey window and the rising warmth in my bedroom stirring me into consciousness. A yawn slipped through my mouth, my hand covering my mouth in the process. I opened my eyes and sat up, my head pounding lightly.It was morning already?What happened?Marcus?Is he okay?The last thing I could remember was hearing the chairman say the rituals were completed and the curse had been broken. I had felt dizzier after only to wake up now on my bed the following morning.“Claire?” I called out, my voice still heavy with sleep. I yawned again while hoping to hear an answer but there was no response.I frowned slightly, looking around the room.“Claire?” I called again, a little louder this time.Still no response. I massage my temples as a strange feeling settles in my chest.I pushed the covers off my body slowly, trying to ignore the slight dizziness that came with the movement. My head still hurt, a dull pounding that reminded me something wasn’t right.Wha