Reborn As The True Luna のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

Astrid’s POVDavian was waiting for me outside my quarters when I emerged, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. He straightened when he saw me, his eyes tracking over my training clothes with approval.“Ready?” He asked.“As I’ll ever be.”If he noticed my nervousness he didn’t call me out on it and I’m grateful. We walked through the palace corridors together, the silence between us comfortable despite last night’s breakdown. He didn’t mention it and neither did I. Another gratefulness. “The training grounds are extensive.” Davian said as we descended stairs toward the lower levels. “Different areas for different skill levels. You’ll see everything from children learning basics to elite warriors doing advanced combat.”“Will I be expected to train with them?”“Only if you want to.” He glanced at me. “Though it might help with acceptance. The Lykae respect strength and skill. Showing them you can hold your own would go a long way.”We emerged into bright sunlight and I st

Astrid’s POV“You’re improving.” Cora commented and this time she didn’t sound condescending. We went three more rounds. I didn’t win any of them but I didn’t get humiliated either. By the end we were both breathing hard and Ive actually managed to land a glancing hit to her shoulder.“Enough!” Davian’s voice cut through the ring. “That’s sufficient demonstration.”Cora stepped back and this time when she offered her hand, the pity was gone. “You’re tougher than you look, Luna.”I took her hand and let her help me up. “I’ve had to be.”The crowd dispersed and I realized I was shaking from adrenaline. Davian appeared at my side immediately his hand steadying me.“That was reckless.” he murmured so only I could hear. “That was necessary.” I looked up at him. “You were in my head.”“We’re bonded. Mindlink is part of that.” His thumb traced my pulse point. “Are you hurt?”“Just bruised ego and probably actual bruises.” I paused taking a deep breath. “Thank you for the coaching.”“You w

Astrid’s POVThe message came while I was soaking in the bath trying to ease the soreness from sparring with Cora. Mara knocked softly and relayed it through the door.“The King requests your presence in his office. Your uncle has arrived.”Vincent! My chest tightened with anticipation. I dressed quickly in one of the more formal outfits from my closet, wanting to look put together. Like I was handling everything instead of barely keeping my head above water.Davian’s office was in the administrative wing, behind heavy doors guarded by two warriors who bowed as I approached. One knocked once before opening the door for me.The space was exactly what I expected all large and dominated by a massive desk covered in documents and maps. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the training grounds and bookshelves lined two walls.Standing near those windows looking older than I remembered, was Vincent.“Uncle.” I said my voice coming out softer than intended.He turned and his entire face tra

Astrid’s POVThe breakfast with Council members was held in a formal dining room I hadn’t seen before. It was smaller than the main hall but somehow more intimidating. I arrived exactly on time, wearing one of the more conservative outfits Helena had selected. It was a deep green that apparently signified diplomatic intentions in Lykae tradition. My hair was pulled back simply and the only jewelry was the thin silver chain heirloom. The room already held six Council members, all of them rising when I entered. An older man with silver streaking his dark hair moved forward first.“Luna Astrid.” He said bowing slightly. “I’m Councilman Theron. We’re honored you could join us this morning.”“The honor is mine, Councilman.” I returned the bow with the exact depth Helena had drilled into me yesterday. “Thank you for the invitation.”He introduced the others, two men and three women, all powerful wolves whose names I tried desperately to commit to memory. Councilwoman Vera, Councilman Marc

He stepped behind me and I felt his presence like electricity dancing across my skin. His hand settled on my hip, fingers pressing just enough to make my breath catch. "Engage here first. Let the power come from your center not your arms."I tried the combination again and felt the difference immediately. "Good." His hand stayed on my hip, thumb brushing against the sensitive skin where my shirt has ridden up. "Again."We worked like that for twenty minutes, his touches lingering a moment too long to be purely instructional. Nothing excessive that crossed obvious lines. My wolf was going insane but I shoved her down and focused on the training though my body responded to his proximity with an bad awareness."You're getting stronger.” Davian said eventually stepping back to give me space. I immediately missed his warmth. "Serra wasn't exaggerating about your improvement.""I can feel it." I unwrapped my hands, my fingers brushing against my sweaty skin. "My body doesn't fight me any