All Chapters of The Human Luna: Claimed Too Late: Chapter 41 - Chapter 48

48 Chapters

41: CLEARING THE UNCERTAINTY.

MALIA'S POV“excuse my boldness, but which question should I answer first?” I choked out, my voice almost foreign to my ears.The questions were to many… The eyes pinned on my every move. I didn’t know my fingers had tightened in my lap, until I felt a larger hand settle over them.My gaze fell on them, my hands were trembling, despite my efforts to keep them still. Shit, the room was affecting me more than I’d like to admit. And he must’ve noticed because he finally spoke. “If there isn’t any point you aim to get with the random questions. I say get sraight to the point carol.” His tone was calm, and not once did he look my way."your majesty, we have a duty that extends beyond any one individual." She turned toward Draven. "The Crown does not belong to one King. It belongs to the kingdom."A murmur of agreement followed."For over eight centuries," another elder continued, "the throne has been protected by the strongest bloodlines among our people.""Every King. Every Queen. Every

42: A GOOD ACTRESS

MALIA'S POV The council chamber doors shut behind us with a heavy thud. Only then did I realize I'd been holding my breath. I let it out slowly, my shoulders sagging with it.“Three out of ten.” The deep voice beside me made me glance sideways.“Excuse me?”“Your performance.”“Performance?”“You were supposed to convince council members you belonged here.”I wasn’t proud of my acting back there, but was ranking my acting skills the first thing he could talk about after what just happened?"Everything went well in the end, didn’t it?" I say trying to catch up to his long strides down the hall. "It did." Relief barely had time to settle before he added, "I expected better." “Better?"Draven didn't slow his pace. His hands were clasped behind his back as he strode through the corridor, every servant we passed lowering their heads before he even reached them. "You allowed the council to dictate the pace of the meeting."My brows shot up. "They were firing questions at me from every d

43: SILENCE

MALIA'S POVLady Evelyn waited patiently while I stood in the middle of the room, taking everything in."This suite has been prepared for you," she said with a polite smile. "If there's anything you require, simply ring the bell beside your bed."I barely heard her, as my eyes wandered instead.Sunlight poured through towering windows draped with emerald curtains. A fireplace occupied one wall, though it sat empty under the afternoon warmth. Bookshelves stretched from floor to ceiling, filled with volumes whose titles I couldn't even begin to read from where I stood.As I moved further, a pair of glass doors stood open, revealing a stone balcony overlooking gardens so vast they disappeared over rows of flowering trees. There was even a sitting area and another doorway... A bathing room larger than the bedroom I'd shared with Emil.Silver Claw's Luna suite had always been considered luxurious… but this… this place made it look... ordinary.I almost felt guilty standing inside it. Evel

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EMIL'S POV"What the hell is this?"The sharp scent hit me before I even looked up.A timid omega standing near my desk flinched so hard the tea in her hands nearly spilled over the rim of the cup."I-It's the tea you requested, Alpha."I frowned."I asked for—" The words died in my throat. My gaze settled on the steaming cup, Dark brown and bitter! Nothing like— my tea. I hadn't asked for the usual pack’s tea. I'd asked for Malia's tea.The one she brewed whenever reports piled too high across my desk. The one she'd spent weeks adjusting because she insisted the herbs helped with headaches and kept my mind clear during negotiations.I'd never questioned how she made it, I'd simply expected it to appear whenever I needed it.I looked back at the trembling omega her glassy with tears as she waited for my next words. Probably, Unsure whether she'd already failed the task.I run a hand through my hair.I picked up the cup again, One sip.The bitterness coated my tongue almost instantly. I

45: TRADED.

EMIL'S POV If we weren't the only ones searching, then that changes a lot of things. "They're confident we'll recover it before week's end." Blake added quickly, I gave a distracted nod."Good." my gaze focused back on the papers before me, there’s supposed to be a harvest in the coming week. The plans here doesn’t show anything about the farms to be harvested. Shit. I run a hand through my hair, trying my best to stay on track. Blake’s eyes drifted across the papers covering my desk, before settling on a familiar parchment lying near my elbow. His expression changed. "...Where did you get that?" I followed his gaze to the royal trade agreement. "The King." The answer left my mouth almost absentmindedly. "He came to Silver Claw and just gave that away?" Blake asked reading through the opened lines "He took Malia." "He what?" I looked up, Blake wasn't angry– yet. His brows had furrowed into a confused arch. "He gave us the royal trade routes." I slid the agreemen

46: GREEN

EMIL'S POVTwo days.I'd buried myself inside my office for three days. Between the royal trade agreement, reports from the eastern mountain range, and the mountain mission itself, there had been more than enough work to keep my mind occupied.It hadn't worked.Every document I signed somehow reminded me of another one she used to organize before it ever reached my desk, and new discoveries of how hard she had been working while I was gone for more than a year didn’t help.By the morning of the third day, even Briar had fallen unusually quiet."Running away won't change what happened.""I know." The words left my mouth before I realized I'd spoken aloud. The office had begun to feel too suffocating.With a sharp exhale, I shoved my chair back and stepped into the corridor.The pack house bustled around me exactly as it always had. Servants hurried between hallways carrying baskets of clean linens. Warriors crossed the courtyard toward the training grounds. Somewhere in the distance,

47: THE FIRST CRACK

EMIL'S POV Juna stood just inside the greenhouse doorway, one hand resting lightly against the wooden frame. A soft cream-colored dress swayed around her ankles as she smiled. "There you are." She walked toward me. "I've been looking everywhere." "I've been busy." I hadn't realized how tense my shoulders were until instinct made me take half a step backward. "I noticed." Her smile remained gentle, though her eyes searched my face."You've hardly left your office." Guilt settled heavily in my chest, memories of how I had yelled at her in the court yard few days ago… I ran a hand through my hair. "There was a lot to sort out." "I know." She stopped beside me. "That's why I didn't disturb you." Silence settled between us. She glanced around the greenhouse. "It really is beautiful here." "It was her favorite place." The words escaped before I could stop them. Juna's smile faltered for the briefest moment. "It'll look even better with time." She reached for my

48: ACTUALLY BETTER

MALIA'S POV"Flora?" my brows furrowed as I squeezed the phone tighter.“Malia…" Relief flooded Flora's voice so completely that it tugged an unwilling smile onto my face. "I was beginning to think you were ignoring me."Papers shuffled faintly on her end. "How's your ankle?" she adds before I could speak.I glanced toward the bandage beneath the loose hem of my trousers."Better.""Better," she repeated skeptically. "Or actually better?"My lips curved into a weak smile. "Actually better.""Good." I could almost picture her nodding to herself. "I wasn’t around when the incident happened few days ago, I didn’t get to check it for you.”“There’s nothing to be worrried about, it’s all good now”“Are they taking care of you?""They've been... surprisingly kind.""And you're eating?""Yes.""Sleeping?""I think so.""No one's mistreating you?" The questions came one after another, each one carrying the familiar warmth I'd grown used to over the years."No."Another pause.Then, softer, "I'

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