All Chapters of The Lycan King’s Stolen Luna : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Melindana’s POVThe boutique on Fifth was the kind of place that did not put prices on anything in the window because if you needed to ask you were probably in the wrong building. I had walked past it twice in the past week and both times made a mental note to come back and today was that day.Julie held the door and I walked in and the assistant at the front desk looked up and straightened immediately in the way people straightened when they recognised money walking through their door.“Luna Ivory,” she said. “Welcome.”I nodded and moved past her into the floor.The dress was on the third rail I checked. Deep gold, fitted through the body, a neckline that sat exactly right, the fabric catching the boutique light in a way that said it had been made by someone who understood what they were doing. I pulled it from the rail and held it against myself in the floor mirror and Julie made a sound behind me that meant yes without saying it.“This one,” I said.“Excellent choice,” the assista

Luca and Hailey’s POVHailey had picked our seats herself.Third row of the viewing gallery, centre, the best possible position to be seen without appearing to have chosen it for that reason. She had been ready an hour before we needed to leave, dressed, hair done, sitting at the edge of the bedroom chair like someone who had somewhere important to be and intended to arrive looking like it.I watched her check her reflection one more time in the car and said nothing.The hall was already full when we arrived, every family of standing in the town turning out, the energy sitting somewhere between reverence and barely contained curiosity. We took our seats and Hailey folded her hands in her lap and looked at the ceremony floor and I looked at the candidate line forming along the left wall.Fifteen women. All single, all of status, all dressed with the careful precision of people who understood what today meant.“She’s not coming,” H

Melindana’s POVThe afternoon air hit my face the moment I pushed through the heavy doors and I kept walking, bag on my shoulder, heels steady on the stone steps so I didn't trip, the noise of the hall bleeding out behind me as people started filing out.I was three steps from the bottom when I heard him.“Bella.”I stopped at the bottom of the steps and turned around slowly.He was coming down the steps fast, jacket buttoned, jaw tight, and Hailey was right behind him, her face arranged back into something that almost looked calm if you didn’t know what it looked like when it wasn’t.Luca reached me and stopped close enough that he clearly intended the proximity to intimidate me.“How,” he said.“How what? I asked in genuine shock.”“Don’t start Bella.” His voice dropped. “The room was locked. I know it was locked. How did you get out?”I looked at him for a moment, then past him at Hailey, then back at him.“Get out of where, Luca?” I tilted my head slightly. “I was never locked in

Aurelius’s Pov“Your Majesty.” Matthew’s voice again, tighter this time. “He says it’s urgent.”I looked at Mel standing at the window with her back slightly turned and her wrapped hand pressed against her stomach and I looked at the door and then I walked to it and pulled it open.Matthew straightened immediately.“Tell him to come back tomorrow,” I said.Matthew blinked once. “He was quite insistent, Your Majesty, he said…..”“Matthew.”“Yes.”“Tomorrow.”He nodded and turned and I pulled the door shut and turned back around.Mel had not moved from the window. She was looking out at whatever the grounds looked like at this hour with her shoulders straight and her wrapped hand still pressed to her stomach and her ginger hair falling forward slightly on one side.I stood there and looked at her and my wolf went quiet.Not the way I forced it quiet during the episodes, gripping windowsills and breathing through it. Just quiet. On its own. Like it had found what it had been looking for

Melindana’s POVJulie was already in the wardrobe before I finished taking my bath.I came out with my hair wrapped and she was standing in front of the hanging dresses with her arms folded and her head tilted and her mouth doing the thing it did when she had already made a decision and was waiting for me to catch up to it.“The green one,” she said, without turning around.“I was also thinking the green one.”“I know.” She pulled it out and laid it across the bed and looked at me. “Where are we going.”I sat at the mirror and opened my makeup bag. “I’m going to the palace.”The room went quiet.“Alone,” I added.Julie stood with the dress across her arm and looked at my reflection and I looked back at hers and she pressed her lips together once and nodded slowly.“The King sent for you?,” she asked“Yes.”She set the dress down carefully. “Does Alpha Luca know.”“No.” I picked up my foundation brush. “And you should keep it that way, he doesn’t deserve to know.”She looked at me for