All Chapters of The Lycan King's Sacrifice Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ARIA“Gotcha!” Someone said, causing me to shriek out and I saw the she wolf that had been in the room earlier, blocking my path. She crossed her arms on her chest and eyed me.“It was you wasn't it?”I retreated and turned away to flee when she caught me by my arm. I had to give credit for that. She had super speed. “What do you want from me?” I demanded.She grabbed my arm and dragged me somewhere private and free from spying eyes. “You do know why I'm after you. Don't play dumb. You look like a really smart kid.”I frowned when she regarded me as a kid. “I'm an adult,” I said.She stared at me with interest and her eyes gleamed with mischief. “I know, sweetie. I'm just teasing you cause you look really tense right now.”“I was spooked by someone I don't know, you don't think I'll let my guards down, do you?” I inquired, gazing into her beautiful brown eyes.“I'm Aaliya,” she said, stretching out her hand. “And I'll like to know more about the woman that disappeared in my face.”I c

ARIAThe more I tried to avoid Aaliya, the harder it became. She was always there. When I didn't go to her, she came to me. She knew I was trying to push her out after intentionally spilling tea on me but she apologised and warned her way back into my heart.She started coming over more frequently, staying later each time, as if hoping to see the king again. Her presence became a constant, her eyes always lingering a little too long on the door, waiting for him to appear. Whenever she heard a knock, she would jump and her expression eould shift to disappointment whenever she realised he wasn't the one. I noticed it, but I tried to ignore the unease gnawing at me.But that wasn't exactly my problem. My issue with Aaliya was that she always came dressed in the dresses I gave to her: hate to say it looks good on her, and recently she had been styling her hair the way I did and spraying a little of my fragrance. It was so faint you wouldn't pick out the scent if you weren't next to her an

ARIAThe king and I hardly spoke for days. I refused to let him into my room, and without his protective scent at night, I felt a hollow sadness and disappointment. I missed his presence, but my stubbornness kept me from reaching out.We barely ate dinner together. Not because I was always hanging out with Aaliya, but because I didn't want to see him even though I missed him. I didn't want any arguments either. And lately he had been engrossed with work, discussing the ball and the spy network with his advisors.And Irish, I barely saw her around also as the Beta's and the loneliness was draining. I was done with Aaliya's problems. She was suffocating and had no new thing to say. All she wanted was to talk about the Alpha and there was nothing I was willing to share about my mate.I climbed out of bed, where I had been for the past two days and was surprised to find I could move my legs. I was almost afraid I was becoming furniture. I forced myself to the bathroom and had my bath.Wh

ARIABirds tweeted and sunlight crept through the windows and danced on my face. I stirred as the warmth heated my face and subconsciously turned my head in a corner to bury my face. That was when his scent hit me. I slowly forced my eyelids apart. I was in the king's bedroom!I found myself wrapped in his embrace, the warmth of his body seeped into my skin and I shifted comfortably, a smile playing on my lips. I recounted yesterday's events of how I got caught trying to run and it became funnier. I stretched, feeling surprisingly happy.I lifted my head gently, to sneak a peek at him but rather I found him watching me.The king smiled down at me and the shyness crept in. “Good morning,” he murmured.I stared down at my fingers, as the shyness overwhelmed me. “Good morning Alpha.”“Did you sleep well?” He asked, still watching me with his beautiful eyes.I nodded, “yeah I did. I feel better.”“That's what happens when you sleep next to me,” he joked and gazed into my eyes. “Don't you

ZAVIERAs the water cascaded down my body, I felt the need to keep her around me so I called it her name. . There was an unsettling silence before she slowly answered her name.“Serve me wine, please,” I said.“In the bathroom?” She sounded innocent and unsure and it tugged at my heartstrings.“Yes, in the bathroom,” I said.There went the silence again but I could scent how close she was. She was either at the door or close to it.“Your Majesty, don't you think it's wrong to serve you in the bathroom?”I smirked as I pictured her timid face. “No please, but you can have the maids serve me too. I wouldn't mind.”A light growl escaped her throat. “You don't mean it, do you? Why would I have the maids serve you in the bathroom?”“Because it makes you uncomfortable.”She didn't respond back this time but rather, the door opened slowly. Her small head poked in. “Are you sure you want me to?”“Yes, I am,” I said, trying to lure her in.She walked in, bearing a golden tray and a bottle of w