Semua Bab The Luna He Rejected Is The Millennium Wolf : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Sienna's POV I woke up because I couldn't breathe right. My throat was already stinging, and it took me a second to place why. Bleach. Something under it too, sharper, metallic in a way that made my stomach turn before my mind caught up. My eyelids were stuck together. I had to work to pull them open, and even then the room came in blurry at first, a bulb buzzing somewhere above me. I tried to move my arm and metal caught metal. A restraint at my wrist, pinning me down. My pulse hammered against the cuff, harder the longer I lay there. My wolf had stopped whimpering. She was pacing now, slow and mean, a snarl building low in my throat before I'd even turned my head to see what was on the tray beside me. Lucas stood against the far wall. He wasn't looking at my face. His eyes stayed on my feet, like that was as high as he could manage. "Oh, look," Ivy's voice came from somewhere to my left, too warm to be real. "The vessel is finally awake." She stepped up beside him in a

Sienna's POV Something woke inside me before my mind caught up to my body. Heat pushed out from behind my ribs, pressing against bone. I put my palm over the spot. My breath came slow and even. My wolf had gone quiet in a new way. She'd stopped pressing herself small at the back of my mind. Now she paced, ears forward, weight on her front paws. Sienna. The name came before I understood I was hearing it. "Juvien?" Something old moved through me, a voice that had lived in my chest my whole life without words until now. "Where have you been? Lucas humiliated me in front of everyone. I called for you and you weren't there." A low growl answered first, then words I could understand. They cut deep. Cut where I live. I could not reach you through that. He smelled wrong long before tonight. I told you. You did not listen. "You never said anything like that to me." I showed you. Every time my hackles rose when he touched you. Every time I refused to run beside his wolf. You ca

Damien's POV Smoke reached me before I made it through the doors. Cigarettes, cheap incense, and sweat. Three years of this same smell, same hall, same lineup. My boots felt heavy. I had not slept. The jacket collar rubbed my neck raw. I had done this sixty-seven times by Clement's count and I was tired of standing still while they paraded girls past me. My jaw tightened before I crossed the threshold. Kael's voice reached me first, low, meant for the elders clustered by the entrance. He kept it quiet, but it still carried straight to the crown. The Mate Rule he'd pushed through council last month had given him a deadline, and he wanted it to run out. Clement pushed the hall doors open before I'd finished lacing my boots. "Alpha. They're waiting. Kael already brought one of his own picks." "Let them wait a little longer." His chin dropped, and he left without another word. I stood, pulled the ceremonial jacket over my shoulders, and worked the buttons closed one at a time, in

Sienna's POV Lye and dishwater had turned my knuckles raw by the time the ceremony was down to its final minutes. Heavy platters knocked against the basin as I worked through the stack, head low, hands moving. Steam rose off the water and stung my eyes every time I leaned over it. The other omegas were clustered near the pantry behind me, trading whispers about a guest nobody could agree on except that his eyes ran cold. Why hasn't he found me yet? "Keep your head down, Sienna." I said it under my breath. "Get through the stack. Don't look up." The scrubbing stayed steady. Behind my ribs a low hum sat with no source I could name. My hands kept moving while the rest of me listened for it. "Juvien?" Nothing came back but a weak shiver against my throat, barely there. I dropped the rag and stepped away from the basin. The service door opened onto the outer wall. I pressed my back against the cold stone and stood still, skin prickling. My breath came out in short white clouds. Th

Damien's POV Blood on the stone under my boots. I got there before her head hit the floor, just barely. Somebody shouted behind me. Too late to matter. Her skin burned against my hands, hot enough it stung. I got her into the crook of my arm. She weighed almost nothing. The air kept pressing down around us, worse by the second, like something was leaking out of her into the room. The weaker wolves around us folded where they stood, hands at their own throats, gasping at nothing anyone could see. Ten feet off, Lucas swayed on his feet, his eyes wide and empty. "Lucas?" Ivy's voice, high, fast. "Look at me. Breathe, damn you." I didn't wait to see if he would. I pulled Sienna tighter against me, her heat coming through my shirt, and looked at the guards around us. Men who used to take orders from me. Their hands were already on their weapons. I gave them one nod. They backed off. One of them, Cassius, six years serving under me, wouldn't look at me while he did it. Nobody in that