All Chapters of The Lycan King’s Stolen Luna : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Melindana’s POVI had not dreamed since I woke up in this body.Every night I closed my eyes and the dark stayed dark and I woke up the same way I fell asleep, which worked fine for me because I had enough to process in the hours I was awake without my sleeping hours adding to it.So when it started I did not understand what was happening at first.It came in slowly, the way water rises, edges first. A room I had never been in, warm and carpeted, the smell of something expensive and familiar that I recognised as the perfume on this body’s skin. A man sitting across a wide desk, silver haired, broad shouldered, the kind of presence that filled a room without trying. He was looking at the woman sitting across from him with an expression that had nothing political in it, just a father looking at his daughter the way fathers look when they are worried and trying not to show it.And the woman was crying.Not the careful crying people do in public, controlled and conscious of itself, but th

Melindana’s POVHe was the last person I expected to see in a temple at this hour.Aurelius was standing near the altar, not at the main shrine but close enough off to the side near the smaller alcove where the candles that burned lower, caught the sharp features of his face, one hand braced against the stone wall, his head slightly bowed. He was alone. No guards at the door, not even his beta Matthew that always hover two steps behind him, nobody. Just him and the low burn of candles and a stillness of someone who had come here because they ran out of other options.I must have made a sound because he straightened and turned and when he saw me something immediately changed in his facial expression, but it settled back to normal almost immediately.“Bella,” he said.I looked at him for a moment.“There’s a name I’d rather you call me,” I said.He turned to face me fully, one hand dropping from the wall. The candlelight caught the side of his face and I noticed what I had noticed at

Melindana’s POVThe house was quiet and still when I got back, most of the lights were off, the kind of quiet that meant the staff were maybe still in bed. I walked in quietly trying not to disturb the household. Julie followed behind me, tiptoeing dramatically. Luca was in the sitting room.He was standing with a glass in his hand and his back to the door when I walked past. Isn't it too early for someone to be taking alcohol? I asked myself, I tried working off except he finally spoke.“It’s past 7:00 am.”I stopped. Turned around. “Ohh yeah it is, so what?.”“Where were you.”“The Moon Goddess temple.”He looked at me over his glass with a very weird expression he used when he thought he was being lied to, which in my experience was most of the time. “The temple? He repeated.”“Yes.”“Alone.”“With Julie of course, or are you blind to see her with me.”He set his glass down slowly. “You expect me to believe you spent half the early morning at a temple.”“I don’t expect anything

Aurelius’s POVThe healer’s name was Asa and he had been treating my condition for two years and in two years he had never once walked into my study with that expression on his face.I put down the book I was reading.Matthew closed the door behind them, stood near the wall while Asa set his bag on the table and opened it. He took out a big folder of documents, placed them in front of me and I immediately glanced at them and then looked at him with concern.“Tell me,” I said.Asa sat down across from me and folded his hands on the table. He was a small man, in stature, someone who chose his words the way a surgeon chose instruments.“The episodes are escalating, your Majesty, " he started. The intervals between them are getting shorter and the recovery time after each one is getting longer.” He tapped the top document. “At the current rate of progression, within six months the episodes will be daily. Within a year….” he stopped.“Within a year,” I said.He met my eyes. “The convention

Melindana’s POVI was back on that road again, the same road from the night I died.Not watching it this time, not seeing it from the outside the way the other dreams came. I was in it. I felt the concrete very cold under my hands, the dress soaked through, the back of my skull bleeding, blood was literally gushing out, and I immediately saw the two men dragging the bag strap from my hand while I wrestled with them, the shove and then the rock and then nothing, absolute nothing. I sat up gasping, every part of my body shaking, especially my hands.The room was dark, I sat there in the middle of Bella’s bed in Bella’s body breathing like I had just run from something and could still hear it behind me.“Luna.” Julie was already in the doorway, hair loose, robe half tied, with her eyes wide. “Luna what happened, are you alright….”“I’m fine,” I said, which was not true but was the first thing that came out.Julie came in anyway and sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me with the e