All Chapters of His Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“Where is Samarah?” Adhler’s eyes were on fire as he asked Kieffer of the woman’s whereabouts. Kieffer who had just woken up looked at him and shook his head, “She left yesterday,” “What?” The Lycan Prince asked. Kieffer sighed and looked at the man who looked like he had been running the whole day looking for the woman, but he would not find her. The woman he was looking for had already left for their estate yesterday. Charlene Samarah had been facing criticisms and was even suspended after she fought back. It was the first time she did that, but eyes were set on her and whatever she’d do would be used against her. And an unfair judgment was bestowed upon the woman, forcing her to leave the academy. “What the hell happened to you? Where have you been? She needed you, Prince. She needed you so bad,” “I was trying to protect her,” Prince Adhler argued. He had been avoiding her not because he does not love her, but because there are things he needed to do first in order to be there

“Any word about her?” Kieffer asked a friend when he arrived at the academy. A week had passed since Charlene said she was leaving, and they had never heard a word from her. Neither her shadow showed up when they asked her in front of the Dean’s presence. “Did you not go to her family before?” Weiss entered the room. Kieffer rolled his eyes. He had been bashing the man since the news about Charlene spread out through the city. And by now, her family must have known the fact as well. It was not the reason Kieffer went to her family before. Kieffer had no intention of stepping in over other people’s business. He went there to send a letter from the Lycan King, which contents are also unknown to him. He just did what he was asked and then went back to find an empty room for the princess and an angry prince who found out that the princess left. “None of your business, you traitor,” “How dare a mere Lycan to call me a traitor?” Weiss was mad. He had been agitated since Charlene went m

TRIGGER WARNING!! (Violence. Some parts of the chapter contain violence that may be disturbing to some readers. Read at your own risk) In the far castle of the Werewolf King, there he stands in front of the mirror— facing himself as he had always done when he thinks of something. The King, Gonzalo Abel the Third, punched the mirror! He watched the shattered glass on the floor as his knuckles stung while blood flowed continuously within. “Your Majesty!” The newly appointed maid was startled by the sound, she rushed to the King’s side to tend to his wounds, but that was the worst decision of her life. The knights could only look away as their ruler got rid of the woman’s life. The innocent werewolf who had only wished to tend to his wounded hand dropped dead in an instant when her skin touched the King’s. The King was not satisfied with the maid having her neck slit, almost detaching her head from her body… the king threw her to the floor and kicked her stomach repeatedly until her i

“He’s the Pope?” “What? He’s part of the temple?” “No way! I thought His Grace was just cursed by being in a child’s body–” “Watch what you say about His Holiness!” “Right, do you want your tongue to get cut off before you could see your daughter being born? Tsk, We were fooled, do not let this be something to break our foundation!” “If he’s part of the temple, then all our business— hjsdjfi” Another elder filled the man’s mouth with bread before he could spill more dirt about themselves. Dia could only laugh at them while he got himself entertained by the chaos that the revelation brought. “You do not seem too surprised, brother,” Adhler asked in a whisper. Dia smiled at him and shrugged his shoulders. “I might have overheard Elder Yulo pray before though his personality clearly makes us believe that he’s no man of the Goddess. Now, I understand, and all the pieces are in place. I have been really curious before. “Silence!” The young priest beside His Holiness shouted as t

Adhler’s Point of View Back to the month before the execution of the Lycan King’s judgment… “I was his wife before I was a Queen, Prince Adhler,” Laura told me. I stared at her for a little while. “And I hope you think the same way. You are born royalty, and I would never understand the pressure from early childhood,” “You do not even know what I do,” “But I know you. You are not an irresponsible man. You love your family and this nation. You admire your brother at some point. I know you value others more than you value yourself… that is who you are, Prince,” Laura firmly talked like she could see the dark soul I had hidden inside myself. I looked away and smiled, the one I usually put on. I stood up and offered her a hand. “It appears I have wasted your time, Queen,” “Not at all, Prince Adhler,” she smiled at me and accepted my hand to help herself up. “Not at all,” I was about to walk away when she called me again, “Adhler…” I glanced. It’s not every day that I hear her say my