Semua Bab The Omega's Moon Destiny: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Yara's POV"Do you have any idea who Luna Yulia's current handmaiden is?"The girl who was kneading some dough for bread glanced up at me. She had short, mousy brown hair and bright blue eyes, and gave me a suspicious look at my question."Why are you asking?" She muttered, her arms pumping as she pressed the dough against the table. "What, do you think you can do a better job than her current handmaiden? Trust me, anyone who works close to that breathing perfume sponge of a woman would gladly switch positions with you.""I have my reasons." I told her. And indeed, I did."If I were you, I'd keep those reasons to myself." The girl gave me a dark look as she replied."I don't know, just..." I gave the girl my most convincing smile ever as I lied to her face. "Alpha Malachi asked me to do something special for his wife, so I want to ask her handmaiden for some ideas on what Luna Yulia might like—""You spoke to Alpha Malachi?!" The girl screamed so loudly that half the kitchen stopped w

Alpha Viktor’s POVThe roasted meat on my plate was still steaming when the doors burst open.Elinor stormed inside, her silk skirts swishing around her ankles. Her face was bright with excitement. She clutched a piece of parchment in her hands, pressing it tightly against her chest as if it were the most precious thing in the world.I chewed slowly, setting my knife down. "Calm yourself, woman," I muttered. "What is it now?"Elinor practically shoved the parchment into my hands. "It is a letter from Yara."That caught my attention. I took the parchment and unfolded it, my eyes scanning the words. The writing was uneven, the ink blotched in some places. My brows furrowed slightly. No, that wasn’t ink. It was blood.Elinor watched me closely as I read aloud."Dear Mother,Ignore the blood used to write this; I cannot access ink where I am. I have been waiting eagerly for a letter from you or Father, but I have gotten none. So I am writing this letter to let you know that I am well...

Malachi's POV "I was told I have a visitor!" I announced as I walked towards the throne room. "This had better be good." Behind me, Tobias struggled to keep up with me. He finally reached my side, huffing and puffing tiredly. "Yes, Alpha. It is one of the men you once did business with. He Is here with some more business." I stopped in my tracks and turned to my beta. "You don't say!" Tobias nodded eagerly and I left him behind, pushing the door of the throne room and walking inside. I reached my throne and sat down on it, gesturing to Tobias to bring in the visitor. In a matter of seconds, Tobias returned with the bastard right behind him. The same slimy idiot who had tried to hoodwink me mere months ago. The nerve he had to come back here, when I could have my guards grab him and throw him in the dungeons. But for what it was worth, the man looked like he was going through tough times already. His once handsome face was pale and gaunt and showing signs of malnutrition. Even th

Raven's POV When the Queen Luna sent for me, I had no option but to answer. I was flanked by guards on both sides as I walked to her room and I found that extremely absurd. I was capable of protecting myself even more than these guards were capable of protecting me. I didn't need an entourage everywhere I went. Still, I kept my thoughts to myself. This was not their first attempt to make me look weak, anyway. I still remembered that incident with the Elders in Jaxon's Council; I was not sure I could forget it so quickly. But I was here for Jaxon and Jaxon alone. Anyone else who thought that it was strange for a woman to wear men's clothes were of no consequence to me. Finally, we reached the double wooden doors of Lady Rhea's room. I stopped, and the armoured guards behind me stopped as well. But as I raised my hand to push the door open, one of them quickly tried to do it for me. "I can assure you, I am quite capable of opening the door myself!" I snapped at him in annoyance. Th

Yara's POV "I wonder if he's going to guess what I want," I mumbled to myself as I made my way back to the quarters. "Or if he's going to be too full of himself to be controlled." There was something about Ramsey that didn’t sit right with me. Maybe it was the disgust he wore on his face when he looked at me. Maybe it was the way he acted as if he owned everything even though he was in rags. I couldn't tell. But there was something there. Back in my room, I tried to sleep. But my eyes kept snapping open, watching the sliver of sunlight cut across the ceiling. It felt like the hours dragged themselves through thick mud. I kept imagining what he was going to say to me when we met, what I was going to say in response to him, if he would even show up at all. When night finally fell, I was already in the kitchen, standing over a pot of bubbling stew for Alpha Malachi's dinner. I was supposed to be stirring in some ground spices, but my hands were trembling so badly that most of it ende