Alle Kapitel von The Alpha's Broken Luna: Wolfless Servant to The King's Mate: Kapitel 91 – Kapitel 100

ZlataThe sun was shining bright. I looked down at myself — still in yesterday's clothes.Goodness, I'd slept from the afternoon all the way through to morning."The injuries, the marking, pulling me back — it all took a toll on you. You needed the rest," Coco said, stretching lazily.I felt no pain. In fact, I felt better than I had in years — lighter, stronger, happier. I examined my hands; the bruises and scratches were gone. Energy overflowed in me. I felt like I could move mountains. I ran to the bathroom and stripped, examining myself in the mirror. The wound on my back had almost closed, and Julian's mark on my collarbone had healed completely. I traced it with my fingers and smiled. Finally, I belonged to him. And I had my wolf back.I spun around, trying to catch every change in the mirror."Zlata, you've got great assets, hands down — but maybe that's enough admiring your own backside? Perhaps we could do something a little more meaningful. Patients are waiting," Coco scolde

Zlata I sat on the bed, motionless, finally letting my backpack slip from my hand. It hit the floor with a bang. I did feel drained, and Julian was right — I needed to rest. Hard to admit it, so I'd acted out of spite instead. For so many years in the Glowing Moon, being ordered around had simply been part of daily life. I was always told what to do. Always. I was just afraid history would repeat itself — that I'd become that obedient, silent nobody all over again. "Julian is not Travis. He would never treat you the way that mutt did," Coco tried to reason with me. "I know... but somewhere deep down, I'm afraid. I don't want to make the same mistake again — to lose myself, to forget who I am and what I want, just to follow my mate blindly and give him anything he asks for," I sighed, sinking back onto the bed. "Zlata, Travis and Julian are polar opposites. Travis controlled you and drained you for his own gain, squeezing every last drop out of you for his comfort. Julian is only t

ZlataI didn't move all night, just so I wouldn't let Julian see I was wide awake. My heart ached to reach out to him, but my mind kept sobering me up.The dinner last night, the flowers, the gifts, the attempt to smooth me over with sex — they were the same signature moves Travis used to pull. No — Travis would already have shown up half naked, flexing, as though the sight of his biceps could make me forget every cruel word he'd thrown at me. And for a while, it had even worked. But I wasn't that naive girl anymore.In the morning, I waited until Julian dressed and left. I didn't give any sign that I was awake, even when he kissed my forehead on his way out. It wrecked me to see him so heartbroken — but maybe that was part of the act, too."Do you really think a royal wolf couldn't sense you were awake?" Coco huffed. "Zlata, get down off your high horse and talk to him."I wasn't ready yet. Luckily, my time at the academy and the hospita

TravisI stared at the paternity test, unable to fully accept what I was seeing.I'd given Thalia everything — money, power, protection. I'd turned a blind eye to her torturing Aurelia, just to keep her happy. And she'd repaid my kindness with betrayal.The pup she shoved in my face every single day — whining that I didn't spend enough time with little Samuel — the heir I'd waited so long for, wasn't even mine.I laughed bitterly.I used to love Aurelia. Truth be told, I still did. But back then, she and I fought constantly. She was too proud to submit, taking on the bulk of the pack's work just to steal my spotlight. That was when Thalia started parading around beside me in dresses too short, necklines too deep, whispering sweet poison in my ear — that Aurelia was barren and vicious, and that she, only she, understood how much I needed affection, obedience, and a pup.One night, blind drunk after another fight with Aurelia, I le

Zlata I was rooted to the spot, unable to breathe, just staring at Jordan like a deer caught in headlights. I could face Thalia, Cassandra, even Knox — I'd given up on them long ago. But Jordan... for him, my feelings were far more tangled.I'd never forget how he'd dragged me out of bed to make soufflé for a pregnant Thalia, how many times he'd taken Travis's side in our fights, telling me I needed to be more agreeable. But he was also the same boy who'd given me all his candy when I was an eight-year-old pup, crying because my toys had been handed to my younger sister yet again. The same boy who'd beamed with genuine joy at my mating ceremony with Travis, saying fate had finally smiled on me and given me the best of mates.A swirl of emotions ran through me. One part of me wanted to soften toward him — but another reminded me that he, too, had played a part in butchering my soul. And so I made my decision."Zlata. I am Zlata Stormborn," I said