When the moon binds us의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

MAYA’S POV The only problem I was having here in my new home was Kira. I had dealt with Alpha Damien’s mistress while I was in his pack, and now it was Kira. I just might never be at peace. From the look of things, Kira was Lycan Rasmus’s mate. My presence in the mansion irked her, and I just could not comprehend why. I had never been rude to her. I was certain about that. “Good morning,” I acknowledged Kira’s presence after she walked into the kitchen. I knew she was coming. I overheard her speaking to some guards earlier. “I’m surprised you’re still here,” she responded after taking all the time in the world. She had made it known to Lycan Rasmus and me some days ago that she did not want me in the mansion. I had concluded in my head that I wronged her in my past life and she did not get the chance to punish me. If I had known that she passed the night in the mansion, I would have remained in my room and not come to the kitchen. I thought to be useful by helping the ch

MAYA’S POV Lycan Rasmus claimed I healed myself. He said it was the reason I had no scar to show for my stomach that was pierced with a sword. Why then was I unable to heal myself again? It had been more than twenty four hours since I was rushed to the sickbay, and my injuries were still looking fresh. I had no idea I sustained so many injuries until I was brought here from the training ground. One of the nicest werewolves to exist was Lycan Rasmus. He cared about me enough to want to sell me off in good condition. He could have sold me after I left the training ground, but he did not. “Do you feel better?” I opened my eyes after hearing a voice ask me that question. To my greatest surprise, Miss Kira was here with me. She did not come with Lycan Luthor, so I could not comprehend why she did not have a frown on her face. Everyone in the mansion knew she was not a big fan of me. I expected her to have a frown since she was here with me. She happened to be the last werewol

RASMUS’S POV It felt good to be back home. If it was not so important, I would not have left the pack four days ago only to return now. No one in the mansion missed me, I knew that without being told. “Be careful with those boxes,” I instructed the guards standing close to the car’s trunk. Some of the boxes contained fragile things. I returned earlier than expected, and that was because I could not stop feeling the urge to return home. I did not have unfinished business in the pack at the moment, so I could not comprehend why. My eyes lifted to the sky. I saw the sun and not the moon. It was a sunny afternoon. I could already feel the pangs of hunger, I had nothing good to eat on my way back by choice. “Welcome, Lycan,” Beta Kierra said when she got to where I stood. The honk of the car must have announced my presence. This was not my first time leaving the pack in her hands, so I trusted that she held things down while I was away. I led the way while she walked behind m

MAYA’S POV “If I never return, I need you to tell my story,” I said to Helen. I didn’t want to be forgotten just like that. If she managed to write my story, perhaps history wouldn’t forget me. What I asked of her might be me asking for too much, I was fully aware. She didn’t give me a response, it meant that she wasn’t promising me she would do it. If I said I wasn’t nervous at the moment, I would be telling a lie. It was probably written all over me already. “You have to leave now, you can’t keep him waiting,” she mentioned after staring at the wall clock for less than two seconds. For hours, Helen and I had been in her room, thinking of ways to get me to remain in the mansion tonight and not step out with Lycan Rasmus. Unfortunately, we weren’t able to come up with something. I had no idea where Lycan Rasmus was about to take me, and I couldn’t trust him in the process. I had no option but to go with him, or he wouldn’t hesitate to take my life, even though he saved i

MAYA’S POV “Who could have done this?” The clothes in the closet that Lycan Rasmus said belonged to me had all been torn. The shoes weren’t left out. The bedspread smelt like some part of it was burnt, and the curtains were gone. Saying that the room was in a bad state would be an understatement. It was in a terrible state. While I was on my way back to the mansion, I couldn’t wait to lie on the bed. I didn’t see this coming. I had a feeling that I might know who was responsible for this. There was water on some part of the floor, I had just realized. An offensive odor oozed up from some corner of the room, it was really bad. “I don’t deserve this,” I mentioned while nodding. I wasn’t eager to leave for Helen’s room because she might pester me into telling her what happened between Lycan Rasmus and me, or I might even be compelled to tell her all about it. Miss Kira was trying to make my life in the mansion a living hell, and I didn’t think this had to do with the fact