All Chapters of From Rejected Luna to Alpha Queen : Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Freya By the third week at Thornfield, my body had decided it was done being subtle.I woke each morning with a heaviness that felt like someone had poured sand into my bones overnight, and by midday, my limbs dragged. By afternoon, I could barely keep my eyes open, and my sense of smell, goddess help me, had sharpened into something almost violent. I could tell what Helga was cooking from the far side of the settlement, could separate thyme from rosemary from bay leaf without stepping inside the kitchen. It would have been impressive if it hadn’t also made me gag when someone walked past wearing too much smoke in their clothes.Mira monitored me with calm, unshakable efficiency.“Sit,” she would say each morning, already wrapping the cuff around my arm before I could argue.“I’m fine,” I muttered one morning as she pumped air into it.“That isn’t an answer to anything I asked,” she replied evenly.She checked my blood pressure, my pulse, and my eyes. She asked about my sleep, and

Ragnar Sleep had become something unreliable and I hated it. It came in fragments now, shallow, uneven, and breaking apart the moment I became aware of it. I woke at odd hours with my hand already pressed flat against my chest, fingers digging into fabric like I could anchor whatever was happening beneath my ribs.The ache had changed.It was no longer sharp, and no longer something I could dismiss as the lingering echo of a severed bond. It had settled into something quieter. It was worse, like a low, persistent heat and a heaviness that did not lift.By the second week, I stopped pretending it would pass on its own.“Send for Alder,” I told Davan without looking up from the document in front of me. He didn’t ask questions. He never did. He only inclined his head slightly and left.Alder took his time. He always did, and it was a miracle how I was still alive by the time he finally arrived. He moved with the careful precision of someone who understood that rushing was how things