All Chapters of Luna Reborn: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Reign:Before either of us could catch our breath, Odessa had jumped to her feet, rushing toward the door of my chambers. I had no time to wonder what she was doing as I followed her. In seconds she was before her chamber doors, bursting through them, stepping inside her closet. I stood there listening to her rustling through something, mumbling to herself. Moments later, she stepped out dressed for training as she braided her long hair down her back. “Odessa, what are you doing?” I asked her, but she never answered, seemingly lost to whatever had her in such a chokehold.“Odessa?” I spoke again, louder this time. Still, she never snapped out of whatever trance the dream had put on her. I grabbed her by her shoulders, turning her face toward mine.“Take a deep breath,” I told her, watching as tears bunched in her eyes.“I can’t,” she whispered through quivering lips as those tears fell.“Tell me what you saw,” I said softly, wiping away the traces of her sadness.“I don’t know.” S

I woke in darkness, darker than any night I had experienced in my moons. I waved my hand in front of my face but couldn’t even detect anything there. It was the darkest color I had ever seen, but I wasn’t afraid. I was completely calm. I took a deep breath, happy that the pain that was once eating me from the inside out had finally vanished, leaving me sore but content. Just as my tense shoulders drooped and I decided to try to find my way out of here, a howl pierced the darkness, swallowing me whole, and within that sound, I found light. I was in Reign’s room again, lying next to his sleeping body, on his bed with my body wrapped in ice packs, and despite there being ice all over me, I still burned, and I realized as the smell of Reign filled my nose that it was him I burned for. “Mate!” The wolf seemed to howl, and though she sounded far away, her voice moved my nearly limp body, and I sat up, ripping at my clothes until I was naked, until I was straddling Reign as my hands rubb

Odessa:Skritch… Skritch… Skritch.My eyes began to flutter as the soft rhythmic sound filled my ears. Then another sound mingled with it.Lub-Dub… Lub-Dub… Lub-Dub…I liked this one best; it was relaxing and warm and pulled me into a peaceful place even before I could get my eyes open. Slowly, I realized I was warm, and I sighed when it wasn’t the painful heat that felt like lava beneath my skin. No, this was something else entirely, something… wonderful, comfortable… Just as I was ready to sigh and fall deeper into this warmth as the two distinct rhythmic sounds filled my ears, a tap tap started along with them, only this sound wasn’t rhythmic or calming… this sound was offbeat with the others, more rushed and anxious. I grunted and tried to sit up, but my head was heavy, and my arms felt weak. “Shh. I’m here, my Lonan.” Reign’s voice was like silk on my skin, and finally, I could open my eyes, and I knew the lub-dub sound was the sound of his heartbeat beneath my head that was

Odessa:Coffee turned into cake, cake turned into dinner, and dinner turned into laughter and stories about Reign as a boy told by Abner and Zander, and somewhere in those moments, a feeling settled over me. One I couldn’t describe or lay a name to at first, but knew it was warm in my chest and that I liked how it felt. “What about the time your mother caught you and Zander stealing from the Iron Skillet?” Abner smirked into his coffee cup, but the story had piqued my interest with the word stealing. “What happened?” I asked, leaning forward as if my proximity to their storytelling could somehow make me a part of the memory.“We were hungry.” Zander shrugged, but it was Reign who was shaking his head with a small smile curving his lips.“Zander and I were menaces as children. We were complete terrors. That is what happened.” Reign added, his eyes locked on the wood grain of the table as if he were remembering the exact moment the future king and his best friend stole something.“How

Reign:Nervously, I watched as she picked at her nails. I watched those bright green eyes dart from window to window. Her body language had changed completely, from slack as she thought to panic now, as she fought the urge to pace along the floors, as she seemed to have connected the dots on something I hadn’t yet put together.“Tell me what you’re seeing that I’m not, my lonan.”“It could be nothing,” she waved me off, almost absently as she turned again to the windows, to the lights of Solaris burning below, in search of the rooftops as if they were pieces to a puzzle only she could see. “If it feels like something, anything… you should share it with me.” I took her by her shoulders, guiding her to sit with me. She sat closer than I expected, and I admit, I needed her closer. I wanted to feel her warm, soft skin against me. I wanted to comfort whatever had made such a mess of her mind; I wanted to ease her, to let her know she was safe, but then she said four words that stunned me.