All Chapters of Betrayed Luna, Claimed by the lycan King : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

~Nyra~I’d had enough of this. If he had a problem with me, he should just grow a pair and talk to me about it like an adult. I was convinced all his actions were pure revenge. The way he kept glancing at me while talking to other guests tonight only confirmed it Alpha Vaerith was definitely trying to get back at me. Ugh, this was beyond frustrating!And why the hell did he even have to announce all the contenders’ names to the world? Because of him, I’d become the continent’s biggest laughingstock.I’d heard people talking about it. Last year, during the same acceptance ceremony for the Trial of Heirs, Alpha Vaerith didn’t announce the names out loud to the media at all. But this year, every news channel had their cameras glued to me. I was their fresh new topic of interest.I sat in the middle of my bed, gritting my teeth. This wasn’t going to fix itself. I needed to go talk to him and find out why he was doing all this. How could someone of his status be so petty? Holding grudges a

~Nyra Virellion~"Alright! Attention!" the commander barked. We all snapped into position immediately. I swallowed hard and glanced past him just in time to see Alpha Vaerith walking the grounds, heading toward the east wing. His eyes met mine for a second. He narrowed them slightly before turning back to his conversation with the warriors beside him. I told myself it shouldn’t distract me. Maybe he was actually looking at the guy behind me.Ugh."First and foremost rule in battle keep your core strength at its peak," the commander growled. "Everyone’s core is different, but don’t be weak like a lady." A few chuckles rippled through the group. My smile faded fast. Looking around, I realized I was one of only two women in this special training session. I forced the anger down my throat. The other girl just stood there like it didn’t bother her at all."150 push-ups! Fall diagonally to your right in place!" the commander ordered.We dropped into position, palms and toes on the ground.*

VaerithI bit my lip hard, trying not to lose control. The second Nyra Virellion stepped out of the bathroom, her scent hit me like a damn drug. She looked like an absolute snack, all warm and fresh, wrapped in nothing but a towel. My mate smelled like pure heaven, and every instinct in me screamed to put my hands on her. But Tharok had already warned me to act like a gentleman.Why the hell do I feel this insane pull toward a girl who’s already rejected me twice? I know it’s pathetic, but I’ve never been good at playing these games.“What the fuck are you doing, Vaerith? Get out of here. She’s clearly uncomfortable. Unless… you want to do something completely unholy with her.”Unholy? Without her full consent? No way. I’m not about to cross that line, Tharok. Even if our souls feel like they’re being dragged toward her by a magnet, I won’t break my own rules just to satisfy myself with a woman I actually care about this much. You know me better than that.“Yeah, sure I do, Tharok sho

~Vaerith~I wasn’t going to keep such a close eye on Nyra Virellion anymore. No more stepping in to help her with the power assembly either. She could handle it on her own. And if she couldn’t… well, that wasn’t my problem. She could go back to the wilds, back to her pack. Back to the Virellion pack where she’d probably get humiliated even more by that bastard of a fiancé of hers.Ugh. Why was I even thinking about this again?After yesterday’s long cold shower to get my head straight, the meetings had been pushed to this morning. I needed to head down to the court hall where everything would be discussed first in the main courtroom, then in the private room for more sensitive matters."Good morning, Prince Vaerith," the guard I’d accidentally yelled at yesterday greeted me as I walked past. I winced at the memory and decided to give him a small task today to make up for it."I owe you an apology for yesterday, Paelor. Could you do me a favor? I need you to keep an eye on one of the c

~Nyra~[27th of February that year, two days before the Trials of Heirs begin]"Ha... ha... ha..." Heavy panting filled the air around me. All sixteen of us contestants in the special training program set up by Alpha Vaerith and Commander Charles Rogen had finally finished today. You could see the tired but genuine smiles on everyone’s faces.But a few comments caught my ear and genuinely surprised me.“Yo, we were totally wrong about that girl. I can’t believe she nailed every single task Commander Charles threw at us. Makes me wanna go talk to her, maybe get some tips.”“Yeah, same. I’d love some pointers if she’s willing to share. But I doubt she will… she’s probably still pissed about all the shit we said behind her back, right?”That last part wiped the smile right off my face. Commander noticed and gave me a quick look.“Hereby, I declare this training regime officially over,” he announced. “None of you fully met the requirements on your own. Your teamwork still needs a lot of w