All Chapters of The Awakening Of The Lost Luna Princess : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ASHER’S POVBeing in front of the sacred stone did nothing to calm the fire in my gut. I stared down at the petite female standing before me, her violet eyes filled with a defiance that she had absolutely no right to possess. She had no wolf. The pack mind link was completely dead inside her head, she couldn’t communicate with me no feel the communal link.My chest rose and fell in heavy, ragged gasps as the reality of everything settled into my bones. Having this woman by my side would make the rogues and other groups try to push a rebellion. She was an insult to me and my pack by that silver crest back and their cunning alpha.For generations, the rulers of this territory had mated with the strongest, most ruthless females in the kingdom. Now, because of Richard’s pathetic trickery, I was bound by blood to a defective human. If the surrounding alphas discovered that the supreme king had accepted a wolfless mate, our enemies would smell weakness. They would target our borders wit

MIRA’S POVI woke up to the warm, dazzling glow of sunlight reflecting off a thousand polished surfaces. The stone walls of my royal bedroom in the fortress were completely gone. I was sitting on a soft, velvet-covered bench in the middle of a room that was absolutely filled with gold and pearls. Long strings of pearls hung from the ceiling, shimmering beautifully under the bright light. Piles of gold coins and jewel-encrusted chalices sat like a little mountain sat in great, neat mounds along the polished marble floorboards.Everything in this space felt entirely amazing. The air was thick and sweet, smelling intensely of jasmine flowers and sandalwood. I felt completely safe, warm, and deeply at peace.I leaned forward and picked up a thick strand of the pearls from a golden tray next to my knee. The golden doors at the far end of the chamber swung open and a very beautiful woman walked into the room. She had long, flowing silver-black hair that reached all the way down to her w

MIRAI clutched my chained hands against my stomach, the dried maid’s blood cracking on my skin. I knew what a trial meant. A formal trial before the court of elders would mean my immediate death sentence. While nobody in the room had explicitly said the words out loud yet, I knew the ancient werewolf laws by heart. If I could not present solid, undeniable evidence to clear my name before I stood in front of that ruthless council at dusk, they would execute me.I walked back and forth the damp stone floor scraping my foot. My mind was spinning in complete confusion. I wondered who could possibly want me dead or who had carefully planned this crazy trap. I was just a wolfless omega from the Silver Crest pack. I had no political power, no army, and no throne. Why would anyone go to such lengths to frame me for murder?And then there was the surviving omega maid. Why did she keep insisting to the guards that she saw me actively stab her partner? Her voice had been so full of absolute ce

MIRA’S POVEvery single pair of eyes in the high court was locked onto my face, waiting for me to answer the silver-bearded elder’s accusation.I had to deny it I wasn’t a spy. How are they even trying to make it look like I was loyal to Richard when I was already a member of their pack."I am not a spy," I declared loudly, my voice sounding very loud.I looked directly at the row of five elders sitting behind the heavy oak barrier. "I did not come to this fortress on some secret mission for Silver Crest. I was rejected by Richard, the future Alpha of Silver Crest, because I have no wolf. He cast me aside like absolute garbage. After that, my own pack turned around and sold me to Alpha King Asher like a piece of property to secure political protection. I had no choice in coming here."The center elder narrowed his grey eyes, his sharp, wrinkled face remaining completely stony and unimpressed by my words. "Words are easy to speak, female. A trained infiltrator would say the exact sam

MIRA'S POVThe Grand Mage gripped his glowing staff with intensity as he slowly pushed himself back up from his knees. The sickening, blood-red color fading from his runes was replaced once again by the soft, steady violet light. The high courtroom remained dead silent. Every single pack member, guard, and elder sat completely frozen, waiting for the ancient magic user to explain the impossible truth hovering in the air.The Mage turned his hooded head toward the five elders sitting behind the heavy oak barrier. His voice rang out, carrying a heavy, ancient weight that made the cold air in the chamber vibrate."The wolfless female’s memory is absolute, untainted truth," the Grand Mage declared, pointing a long, slender finger directly at my chest. "She was fast asleep throughout the entirety of the incident. She did not raise a weapon, nor did she shed the blood of the servant."A loud, collective murmur broke out across the audience benches, but the Mage raised his silver staff to i