THE LUNA’S CROWN의 모든 챕터: 챕터 61 - 챕터 70

Elara’s POVThe moment we stepped back into the cabin, Edwin closed the door behind us.“Go take a shower,” he said gently. “I’ll figure out something for us to eat.”I nodded, grateful for the excuse to escape the intensity that had been building between us.I hurried into the bathroom. The cool water helped, but only for a little while.My body still felt strangely warm, and my senses seemed sharper than usual. Even beneath the scent of the soap, I could feel the heat inside me growing.When I finally stepped out, I found Edwin in the living room.He stood by the small kitchen counter, spreading jam over two slices of bread.He would smear the jam across one slice, pause, and take a slow breath then he’d continue.A few seconds later, he stopped again and I knew why.It was my scent. It filled the cabin despite my shower.I immediately felt self-conscious. Instead of walking toward him, I moved farther away and sat on the couch.Edwin glanced at me.He didn’t say anything. He simply

We stepped into the bedroom together, the door clicking shut behind us with a soft finality that made my pulse jump. Morning light filtered through the curtains, painting thin gold stripes across the bed where I had spent the restless night alone. Edwin’s hand was still warm around mine, his thumb stroking once over my knuckles as if to remind me I could still change my mind.I didn’t.I turned to face him fully. The quiet of the room felt different now, charged, and waiting. His eyes moved over my face with that same careful intensity he always wore when something mattered too much to rush. I reached up and rested my palms against his chest, feeling the steady thud of his heart beneath the fabric of his shirt.“I’m still certain,” I whispered.A low sound left his throat. He cupped my face in both hands and kissed me going deeper this time, no longer testing. His mouth opened against mine, slow and deliberate, tasting me like he had all the time in the world and still couldn’t get e

Elara’s POVBy the time evening arrived, the entire packhouse seemed unusually busy.Servants hurried through the hallways, warriors gathered in small groups, and the dining hall was filled with more excitement than I had seen in days.I had spent most of the afternoon thinking about what Elder Elijah had told us.The missing merchant, the questions about Icefall’s defenses and most troubling of all, his interest in me.Edwin had assured me that his warriors would investigate the matter, but I couldn’t completely shake the uneasiness it had left behind.Still, I had other things to think about.Like the promise Edwin had made at the cabin about my coronation as Luna of icefall.Every time the thought crossed my mind, my stomach fluttered.I had been a Luna before, but that experience had left me with more painful memories than happy ones. The idea of standing before an entire pack again, knowing everyone would be looking at me, was both exciting and frightening.Yet, whenever I though

Elara’s POVThe closer my coronation approached, the more difficult it became to ignore the thought of seeing Kael again.I had tried to convince myself that his presence wouldn’t matter. After everything that had happened between us, I had no reason to be nervous about meeting him. He was my past, and I had already found a future I wanted to hold on to.Yet, every time I remembered that he would receive an invitation as the Alpha of Moonridge, an uncomfortable feeling settled in my stomach.It wasn’t because I wanted him back.At least, that was what I kept telling myself.I simply didn’t want to see him. I didn’t want to hear his voice, look into his eyes, or be reminded of the woman I had been when I lived under his roof.I didn’t want Moonridge anywhere near the life I was building in Icefall.Unfortunately, I couldn’t prevent the pack from inviting its neighboring Alphas to my coronation simply because I wanted to avoid one of them , and that was what troubled me the most.I was

By the time I returned to my room after dinner, the nausea had subsided enough for me to forget about it for a little while.Edwin had noticed that I barely touched my food, of course. He had asked if I was feeling unwell, and I had assured him that I was fine. I blamed my lack of appetite on the day’s activities, and although he looked unconvinced, he didn’t press me.Now, as I stood before my wardrobe preparing for my bath, I was beginning to wonder whether I should have told him the truth.Perhaps I should have.But what was there to tell him? I had felt nauseous, thrown up once, and recovered. It wasn’t as though I were seriously ill.I was still debating whether to mention it when Agatha walked into the room carrying a few of my nightdresses.“Which one would you like tonight?” she asked, holding up a pale blue nightdress and a cream-colored one.“The blue one, please.”She placed the cream one back in the wardrobe and laid the blue nightdress across my bed.“Are you going to bat