All Chapters of Finding His Royal English Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I was horrified by what I had done. Sitting in my car, the weight of my Pack's disapproval lying heavily on my shoulders. After all she had been through, I had done something much, much worse than Bryn and Kaelen had ever contemplated.I had raped my fated mate.The one woman put on this earth just for me. The one I had promised to protect and never let anyone else hurt.'What the fuck had I done?'Daemon was lying apologetically at the back of my mind. He knew he had overstepped a mark in our relationship. He hadn't meant to hurt her, only entice her wolf to come out and play. Magenta had refused him, snarling and snapping, telling him if he did not back off, she would rip his throat out. That was a direct challenge to his Alpha status, and he had seen red and lost control. She was lucky she was still alive; Daemon had killed other wolves for lesser crimes.I sighed heavily; it was going to take more than a bunch of roses to make this right again, but I would make it right with her.

I stared at her in disbelief.This stunningly beautiful, defiant little minx, whom I had marked and claimed last night, was her. The fabled lost Lycan Princess that every single Lycan Alpha and I had been searching for from the minute we reached adulthood. We all grew up on stories of her, how bravely her parents had fought the rogues, but there had been too many of them because two traitorous Packs had joined in the fight to end the royal purple wolf bloodline. They were afraid of the power the birth of the female Lycan represented, knowing whichever Alpha she mated with would have immeasurable power, and together they would unite the supernatural world, bringing them peace and prosperity. That's when I frowned as it hit me: I had mated with her; the bond had clicked into place when I marked her; I could feel it now pulsing inside me at her nearness, drawing me to her like a moth to a flame. I did not feel any different inside, though; there had been no power exchange. She watched

Finally, we had her trapped.I had sensed Daemon's growing frustration at Magenta's childish playfulness. I tried to tell him to remain patient with her, reminding him that she had never been allowed to shift and play as we had. Her childhood had been ripped away from her, and she spent it on her knees scrubbing floors or in the kitchens scrubbing pots and pans. Unfortunately, my wolf was not known for his patience; he was a powerful Alpha, used to being obeyed instantly, and although he had succumbed to her natural charm and indulged her, he soon grew fed up with her childishness. He was furious when he thought he had caught her, but she managed to wriggle free and run off again. Now he had her cornered on this cliff ledge, and there was no way he was going to allow her to escape again. He was going to 'tie' with her. He was so determined to fuck her senseless that he had decided locking her to him for twenty minutes or so would give him all the time he needed to empty himself inside

She gestures toward the ancient tapestry, its threads shimmering with latent magic. Trace the silver thread,” she instructs, her voice steady. “It leads to the truth you seek.”I reach out, my fingers brushing the cool, luminous strand. A jolt of pure energy surges through my veins, and the world dissolves into a kaleidoscope of memories. I see flashes of a forgotten war, the faces of ancestors long turned to dust; I see long-forgotten magic, entrusted to my bloodline, and the weight of a destiny I never asked for. The visions coalesce into a single, searing image: my own hand, clenched around a blade dripping with starlight.‘Excalibur?’I whisper in surprise. Mother nods, her eyes reflecting the same celestial glow. It is not merely a sword,” she says softly, but the key to your legacy. The blade hums with a resonance that vibrates in my bones, echoing a call that feels both alien and intimately familiar.When the time is right, it will be yours for the taking. But until then, you mus

'Mages? These three were supposed to be powerful so they could teach me how to use my magic?'Instantly, my hackles rose. Magenta began pacing; something was very wrong about these three. 'No scent.'My wolf said, lifting her head and opening her nostrils.'They are masking.'Sapphire huffed.'Not every creature wanted their scent to be broadcast.'We both looked at her incredulously; to us, the reason for masking one's scent was very simple.'What are they hiding?'My mother and the witch did not know about my wolf; she came from my father's side, and because she had not manifested until I was eighteen, anyone who did not know me believed I was wolfless. Luckily for me, some primal instinct had warned me not to divulge Magenta, and she came in very useful immediately. The three mages had gone ahead of me into another room, ostensibly to prepare for my first lesson, but as soon as they thought I was out of earshot, they began whispering.'She has no idea.'One of them gloated, making