บททั้งหมดของ Alpha King's Lost Luna: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

CASSANDRA “Is there a way to open it?” I wondered as I stared at the box. The librarian squatted down beside it and inspected it closely. Her round glasses nearly fell off her nose as she leaned in closer and took the large lock into her hands. “Ah,” she remarked, and she pointed to the back of the lock. “See there? That’s the royal seal.” “Oh,” I replied simply and then I frowned. “So that means…” “You’d need permission from the Alpha King, most likely,” the librarian said and she offered me an apologetic glance. “His Majesty is probably the only one with the power to open it. I’m sorry I can’t be of more help.” “It’s no problem,” I assured her, but it was quite the opposite. I was too afraid to visit Asher and didn’t know how to face him after the events of last night. “Is there anything else-” I shook my head. “No, I think I’m going to grab my things and go back to my lab. Thank you again for letting me in, I appreciate it greatly.” “Of course, Healer Cassandra,” the libra

CASSANDRA I was a little taken aback by the Alpha King’s question. Did Asher actually care that I’d been hurt or had he asked only out of politeness? I nodded anyway. “I’m fine.” He didn’t seem as convinced. His eyes remained fixed on my bandaged arm and his mouth drew into a thin line. With every second, I was growing more and more uncomfortable with this interaction and decided to not waste any more time. “How is Adalyn?” I wondered and immediately, Asher broke his gaze and cleared his throat. “Half of her left forearm is burnt,” he revealed and he ran his hand through his tousled dark hair tiredly. “Though the acid wasn’t strong enough to get to the bone, it will leave permanent scars. The royal healers did all they could, but there’s only so much they could accomplish. Adalyn is upset.” I nodded but didn’t say anything. Of course Adalyn would be upset. She was incredibly vain when it came to her appearance. Any type of flaw or imperfection would make her more emotional than

ASHERI rubbed my temples and tried to remain calm. I was spending more and more time in my study these days to stay away from those who wanted to incite more trouble or drama around me. I needed to stay relaxed, but the disease was affecting me more and more lately.Heat spread through me as my head pounded and I could feel sweat building up. I rolled the sleeves of my shirt up and when I did, I winced in surprise. The mysterious black marks had been growing significantly, and now there were some blooming up on my forearms. I wanted Cassandra to check up on them, but since she was confined to her chambers, my health check would have to be delayed.I hadn’t expected any of this to happen. It wasn’t my fault was it? Kane had warned me beforehand and told me that Adalyn was jealous of how I treated Cassandra. I knew that she was wrathful and hell-bent on destroying the healer.But what I didn’t understand was how I felt about the ordeal and furthermore, how I felt about Cassandra.All m

CASSANDRA That voice… deep, coarse, and gravelly. It was the kind of voice with a texture, one that was impossible to forget. It had been lingering in my mind for the past five years, playing in a loop in my nightmares. For a moment, I tried to convince myself that I was making it up, because there was no way it was possible to hear that same voice in the present day, here in my chamber. What was going on here? I’d always had a sneaking suspicion that it’d been Margaret who’d wanted me to die in the inferno. She had always disliked me and sought out any reason to keep me away from the royal family. And yet, there were some factors that didn’t make that possible. Margaret didn’t have the right to instruct soldiers. No one could, in fact, aside from their leader, the Alpha King. Not only that but soldiers who had served in the empire’s military couldn’t be recruited as guards for the royal family. Even though soldiers had the capability, they had seen too much bloodshed and trouble

CASSANDRA A gasp escaped me, and for a moment, I swore I was about to faint. My head spun and a huge knot formed in my stomach. Had I heard the king correctly? Emmett? My Emmett? “I was devastated to hear that Emmett had passed away,” Kaleb continued without skipping a beat. “But now I’ve found you. I thought it was a coincidence that your last name is also Keller, but then at the banquet, you said you were from the Wild Crawler Pack. Does that mean…” His question trailed off and I knew I had to finally speak. “Emmett was my husband,” I confirmed. Kaleb nodded solemnly. “I figured as much.” The room fell into silence as I processed all of this new information. Emmett had been to Yurene? He’d never mentioned he’d been to the North even once. In fact, most people in Wegalla never spoke about the North in general. Why had he gone there in the first place and what brought him to the former king of Yurene in the first place? The room begin to tilt and I had to steady myself for a