All Chapters of Hidden Legacy (The Lost Luna): Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Tyler's Point of View Our Alpha King and Luna Queen had finally defeated that awful blood witch Kree and her band of rogues with the help of our allies. In particular, with the aid of our Fae allies. Which led me to think about Avril. The moment I saw her, I knew she was my fated mate. When our non-wolf shifter allies unexpectedly arrived, we all went to the gate to greet them. Walking over there, my wolf Echo was overly agitated about something important happening, and the smell of waffles and bacon was almost overpowering. I couldn't see who or what was making that smell or causing Echo to act this way. None of the visitors standing at the front of the group were that interesting to Echo or me. At the back of all of the visitors, hiding was her. My mate. The woman I had been waiting for since I turned eighteen, and here she was. All I could do was stare at her with my stupid mouth open like an idiot while Echo screamed in my head. My mate was Fae, not that I worried about things

Tyler's Point of View Two days after Kree had been defeated, the Fae planned to return to their realm. Avril announced that she would go with them, and I was devastated, not to mention that Echo was pining away. "I know, Echo," I told him. "I feel the same way." I made a point to hunt Avril down before she left to ask her, "Are you intending on coming back?" "That depends on my mother at this stage," she replied. I couldn't understand how she could remain so unruffled by it. Did the mate bond not affect her as much? Thanks to that bond, Echo and I were already in love with her. I wanted her so badly, but at the same time, I didn't want to put pressure on her so she would resent me and the bond. I felt like I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. The days following Kree's defeat had been a whirlwind of emotions and responsibilities. Avril's announcement about returning to the Fae realm left me grappling with a sense of loss that mirrored Echo's own melancholy. She and the ot

Avril’s Point of View I really wanted to stay with Tyler. He seemed to be everything I liked in a mate. Of course, the Moon Goddess wouldn't have fated us together if he wasn't perfect for me. When I let my mother know I had found my fated mate, she sighed, saying, "Another child of mine fated to the wolves. I guess this is the Goddess' way of telling us our two species are to be entwined." She sighed again and asked, "What are you going to do about Neri?" Neri. He was the eldest son of one of the leading families in the realm. It was a political joining, with no real love between me and Neri. Or at least on my part. His family did not entirely support my mother's reign, so getting betrothed was supposedly a good way of ensuring their loyalty. Neri had asked for my hand in marriage, and I had agreed on the stipulation that the betrothal would be null and void should my fated mate appear. Now that Tyler was in the scene, I could break the agreement, and there was nothing he or his

Tyler's Point of View When we entered the throne room, I could see the resemblance between Avril and the Fae Queen. There was an ethereal grace and regal presence to both mother and daughter. Both possessed an otherworldly elegance. The closest anyone I knew came to it, was Adriana. Given that they were related, it all made sense. I didn’t want to stare at the Fae Queen, so I turned my attention to Avril. She was standing there explaining to her mother that I was her fated mate, then she turned to look at me. It was as if we both got lost in each other’s gaze, until we were disturbed by an angry Fae male storming into the throne room. The male was named Duan and apparently was the father of Avril’s fiancé, Neri. To find out that Avril had been previously engaged to another man was a surprise. It explained Avril's standoffishness about the mate bond. At least she ended the betrothal contract, though I hope she won't be made to continue with it. I wasn't sure of the Fae rules around

Adriana's Point of ViewWe all went outside into the Queen's private courtyard, off the main throne room. No one was allowed in the enclosed space without the Queen's permission, so it was safe to say that we wouldn't be disturbed.The vast courtyard was a breathtaking oasis of beauty. It was enclosed by intricately woven vines of silver and gold, forming a natural barrier that shimmered with an otherworldly glow. Flowers of every conceivable colour bloomed in harmony, their petals radiating a gentle, ethereal light.In the centre of the courtyard stood a majestic fountain crafted from what looked like ornately carved crystal. It sparkled in the ambient glow, casting tiny rainbows in the air. The clear water flowed gracefully, forming intricate patterns that seemed to dance to an unseen melody.Flickering butterflies with wings that glowed like precious gemstones flitted around the fountain, adding to the enchantment of the scene. On closer inspection, the flickering of the butterflie