All Chapters of Betrayed Luna, Claimed by the lycan King : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Nyra VirellionThe night slipped by after I changed into my nightclothes and slept off all those heavy feelings. By morning I woke up feeling surprisingly refreshed. Strangely, my first thought wasn’t about Lycan Alpha Vaerith—it was about Oryndor. The mess from last night tried to creep back in, but I pushed it away. Right now, I didn’t want anything to do with Vaerith.I wandered over to my small wardrobe and stared at the rows of designer clothes. Back before the trials, my whole life revolved around keeping up appearances and maintaining friendships with the girls. These days I live in sweatpants and joggers, even when I head out for training.“I really need to redo this closet to match who I am now,” I muttered with a sigh. I grabbed a loose lilac tee, grey sweatpants, and threw on a hoodie because the mornings had been pretty chilly lately.I was pretty sure Oryndor Blackveil would show up at nine sharp for our usual walk to the dining hall. It had become our little routine, and

Nyra VirellionAll of us had our heads up, eyes fixed on Alpha Vaerith. His announcement and instructions for the trial happening the next day were crystal clear.“My heartfelt congratulations to every winner from the third trial. I hope the banquet gave you all some well-deserved relief,” he began, addressing those of us who had passed.Even though I’d barely scraped through near the bottom, I was still in. I had two more chances—the fourth and the fifth, with the fifth being the final decider for Heir.I watched Alpha Vaerith clear his throat before continuing.“The fourth trial is called the Trial of Victors because this time… it will be about teams. All eighteen of you contestants.”Eighteen now?Interesting…“Listen carefully to these instructions. The fourth trial will test three main things: your teamwork, your relationships with your teammates, and your individual contribution both to the team and to yourself. You’ll be placed into three-person teams with no designated leader.

Nyra VirellionKaelith kept walking ahead of me.I kept glancing around, noticing how fast the sun was dropping behind the trees. We’d already gone way too far from camp. With only Hanzeryn Vaeloris back there in the middle of the woods, it would be tough for him once full darkness hit if we didn’t bring back firewood soon.“Kaelith. Whether you like it or not, we’re wasting too much time heading this way. We should’ve gone somewhere else.”“You don’t need to worry about getting Hanzeryn the firewood,” she said. “I can run it back ten times faster than you in my wolf form.”Her words actually humbled me. She was right.With what I knew, I could still help gather more wood and make sure it got back to him. I was strong enough to make the trip, and I could even scout bigger branches and logs for a proper shelter that would last us the full three nights.But as we moved deeper in… something started feeling wrong.“Kaelith…” I tried to call out, but the word never left my mouth. It just e

Oryndor Blackveil“Bring that wet wood here, dammit! You’re gonna kill the fire!” one of my teammates shouted at the other. I rolled my eyes at the pair of them. They weren’t even trying to make things work, and it had only been a few hours since the trial started.Still, I’d already managed to do what I wanted before this whole thing even kicked off. Since it was a survival trial in these dangerous woods, I didn’t trust anyone else to keep her safe. Especially not herself.She’s a danger to herself, honestly.Jokes aside, as her friend and yeah, a distant admirer I feel like it’s my job to keep her close and protected. I can’t help it. My heart’s never really been under my control, not since I was a kid.That doesn’t mean I’m some reckless idiot. I keep my behavior in check most of the time. I even avoid things that might stir up trouble just to protect my peace.But then she came into my life.That cute girl who got so excited touching my fur in the middle of the woods when I shifte

Nyra VirellionI’ve had these awful dreams three times in a row now. The memories from my past keep replaying, mixed with twisted new versions of how my parents died. It’s like a broken record that won’t stop spinning in my head.No matter how much I cried, I couldn’t pull myself back to reality. All I could do was sob through the whole thing. I was terrified I was losing a piece of myself, that I’d finally crack and go completely psychotic from all these forced visions and nightmares.They weren’t wrong about the south side of the forest being treacherous. It was one giant, open trap laid out for anyone or anything that wandered too far in.Nature could be so beautiful, and yet so cruel.Right beside those greedy, poisonous mushrooms grew the deflecting rafflesia flowers. They bloomed year-round in the dark woods, completely native to this place. And there was a reason for that.I should have known. The stench of those rafflesia we passed should have been warning enough not to keep g