All Chapters of My Dying Luna Became My Deadliest Enemy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Draven thrown his head back onto the furs, barking out a rough, breathless laugh as the heavy gonging echoed through the room. "That is so fucking perfect," he snorted, shielding his eyes with a broad, scarred forearm.Then he stilled, dropping his arm to narrow his golden eyes at her. "Wait, if the Royal March is for your father High Alpha Aldren, then what is the secondary chime?""That tone is for the group crystal link with my brothers," Genesis admitted softly.His laughter burst out loud and unrestrained again, vibrating through the bedframe."I love it," Draven wheezed, using his thumb and forefinger to wipe away tears of amusement. "Do Ronan and Caedric know?""No. And you are not to tell them," Genesis warned, trying to look stern."Gen, it's absolute gold.""Draven. I'm serious."He chuckled again, a deep, belly-rumbling sound that set her skin buzzing, and looped a heavy arm around her waist to pull her tight against

Genesis groaned, staring at the glowing crystal in her hand. She could not keep ignoring her kin forever.Besides, answering them was better than obsessing over the fact that Draven had dropped her off at her private cottage in Moonhollow Crossing almost five hours ago and vanished. He had claimed he needed to unload his gear, but the male usually left hunting packs in the back of his carriage for weeks.The only logical reason for his rush was that his wolf was hurt or angry. It made her chest tighten that after all their talk about honesty, both of their wolves had immediately defaulted back to hiding.She sank onto the pelt-covered couch with a weary sigh and unbuckled her ankle brace. She stretched her legs out, wiggling her toes, relieved when the sharp pain barely registered. At least her body was mending.Opening the multi-mirror link with her brothers, she skimmed the backlog of messages sent after the scrying feed went viral across the dominion.

MirelleGoddess above, Draven, what did you do?What?That text-rune, flashed onto his crystal late Sunday evening, sent a jolt of panic through his chest.A long line of furious signals from his sister followed, every single one filled with accusations. He bypassed her seal, desperately searching the feed for Genesis's mark.VaughnHad to tell Mirelle you went into the high ridge, she is losing her mind. Can't blame her. Leaving her alone after everything is a bad look, Alpha.Right.Genesis's seal sat fourth down on his primary feed. He had expected her name at the absolute top. If her wolf was roaring in anger, he could understand her giving him the cold shoulder.Her final update had been flashed late Friday evening.GenJoining Linnea and Stig at the hearth hall. Live skalds tonight. Should be lively. Seven.She had honored their pact. She had dutifully reported her movements. There were no upda

"He was crashing the High Alpha’s feast.Just. Fucking. Perfect.Genesis was nowhere to be seen.Every other fucking Wrenmoor warrior was inside his ancestral hall, but his Luna was nowhere to be found.Caedric looked up from the table, his gold eyes flashing as he spotted Draven in the archway.'What the fuck are you doing here?' His growl cut straight through the feast chatter, killing the room instantly. Everyone turned, the females gasping, the males baring their fangs.Draven dropped his travel pack on the cold stone floor and took a step into the warm torchlight.'This is my Luna’s house,' he grunted, his shoulders heavy with fatigue. 'I belong here.''Last we heard, your wolf ran off,' Ronan said dryly, crossing his thick arms over his chest. He looked at Draven like he was rogue trash stuck to his battle boots.'Fuck, I didn’t think anyone could look more like a battered rogue than Caedric, but here you are,' Tha

Genesis stepped out onto the wide stone balcony, settling herself on the carved wooden bench right beside Bryony.She reached down to snatch a thick wedge of roasted meat and a goblet of sweet, dark mead, swallowing both without missing a beat."You took your sweet time inside," Thayer noted, his golden wolf eyes narrowing as he tracked her movements."Is your heart still beating?" Ronan asked softly, his hand resting on the hilt of his broadsword."Leave the girl be," Aldren barked from the head of the trestle table, his Alpha presence booming across the flagstones. "Let my daughter taste her feast in peace."Genesis flashed her father a small, grateful smile before sinking back into the shadows of her bench to eat."Well? Did you finally strip him of his titles and send him packing?" Caedric asked into the heavy silence, casually picking at a piece of dried meat stuck beneath his sharp fingernails."Not a chance in hell," Draven&rsq