All Chapters of The Worthless Luna He Lost: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Ayla KorrI took the first carriage heading toward the Korr lands.It was still early when we left neutral territory behind.For the first few miles, I kept my eyes on the window.My wolf was restless, a little irritated.It was a different feeling. As if part of her were still turned backward, toward the inn, toward that room.Toward Rhys.I thought about him more times than I would have liked to admit too.But I didn't go back.Caelan had also asked me to wait.And for the first time in my life, I decided not to do that.My brother had already crossed cities alone, gotten hurt looking for me, and put himself between me and our father's decisions.He wasn't going to solve this too.If the Council wanted me to return, I would return.But I would do it alone.And I wouldn't return with my head lowered.The driver barely spoke during the first part of the journey.It was only when we stopped to change horses that he watched me for longer.His eyes discreetly went to my neck.Then return

Ayla KorrI got to my feet immediately, taking a few steps back.“No!”His fingers stopped on his belt.“What did you say?”“I'm not taking off any clothes.”Darian took a step toward me.“I'm ordering you to, Ayla.”“And I'm saying no.”His Alpha presence spread through the room.It was heavy and suffocating.My body remembered that pressure better than I wished it did.For years, that had been enough.Enough for me to lower my gaze.To stop arguing and do what he told me to do.Darian seemed to expect exactly that.“It seems like you’ve forgotten what the word ‘wife’ means. You’ve forgotten your responsibilities in marriage, so I’m going to make sure you remember them.”I felt disgust hearing that.Revulsion.“Don't you dare call that an obligation.”His face hardened.“You let another man touch you while you still carry my name... do you think I'm going to leave you like this?”“You were the one who decided your marriage stopped mattering every time Vesper entered your room.”He to

Ayla KorrI nodded.He continued watching me, surprised. Unlike what I thought he might feel, there was no judgment in his eyes.I lowered my gaze for a moment.Then I told him the truth.“For the first time in my life, I did something simply because I wanted to.”Caelan stayed quiet.“Not because Dad told me to, or because it was my obligation. At that moment, there was no one expecting anything from me. It was just what I wanted.”I touched the mark.“I wanted it.”“Was that why Darian threw you in here?”I hesitated.“He didn't like it when he saw it... He tried to force me to go back to being the wife he wanted.”Caelan went still.“What? What do you mean?”“It means exactly what you're thinking.”He looked at my dress again, his hands tightening around the bars.“He... forced you to do something?”“No...”“Ayla...”“Nothing happened.”I spoke quickly before his anger could explode again.“I managed to push him away.”Caelan kept looking at me.“And then that bastard simply threw

Ayla KorrAfter almost two weeks, I stopped trying to count the hours.I started counting the meals instead.It was simpler, although calling them meals was generous.A piece of bread in the morning. Sometimes a thin broth at the end of the day. Enough water to keep me from fainting, but never enough to make the thirst disappear completely.Darian knew exactly what he was doing.He didn’t want to kill me. He wanted me to give in. He seemed determined to find out whether I had been serious when I said I would rather die there than go back to him.Caelan didn’t come back either, and that was the part that truly worried me.I tried to convince myself that he was at the Council, arguing, looking for some way to get me out of there. But with every day that passed without news, that certainty faded a little more.On the twelfth day—or maybe the thirteenth, I no longer completely trusted my count—I woke up with my stomach turning.I sat on the edge of the cot and waited for it to pass.It di

Ayla KorrWhen the door opened, Caelan stepped inside immediately.I hadn’t realized how badly I needed to see someone who was truly there for me until he hugged me so tightly.I closed my eyes for a few seconds, simply feeling my heart ache. I held myself back from crying. I had been so alone, thrown there like garbage to be forgotten.For those few seconds, I let myself breathe against him. I could smell the familiar scent of House Varen on his clothes, mixed with the cold air from outside, and it almost hurt more than the loneliness had. It reminded me that there was still a world beyond those stone walls. A world where people ate when they were hungry, drank when they were thirsty, and knew whether it was morning or evening without having to guess.When he pulled away, he kept holding my arms.His expression changed as he looked at me properly.His eyes moved over my face, my hair, the clothes hanging more loosely from my body. His fingers tightened around my arms for a moment.He