All Chapters of The Lycan King's Sacrifice Luna: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

ZAVIERI watched Aria's expression change the moment I mentioned our wedding. She pulled away from my embrace and sat up in bed, leaning against the headboard. Her sudden withdrawal caught me off guard."Babe, what's wrong?" I asked, my voice tinged with concern.She avoided my gaze, fidgeting with the edge of the blanket. "I'm not sure about getting married to you, Zavier.”Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm.She took a deep breath, finally looking up at me. "I don't want to be queen. I want freedom, Zavier. I don't want to be trapped in the palace all the time, and I definitely don't want to be treated like a fertility machine.”I stared at her, trying to process what she was saying. "Aria, being queen is an honour. It's a responsibility, yes, but it's also a privilege. Why don't you want it?”She shook her head, her eyes filled with a mixture of frustration and sadness. "I don't want to have people following me all th

IRISHAs the days passed, I watched Aria closely. She was still grumpy and distant, but there was a determination in her eyes that hadn’t been there before. Since the king was barely around, she hardly slept in his bedroom, rather she spent time in hers.She continued to sneak out, training with Onyx in secret. I admired her strength and resolve, but I couldn’t shake the feeling of impending disaster.One evening, as I was heading to Aria’s chambers with a fresh pot of tea, I heard voices again. This time, it wasn’t an argument, but a low, intense conversation. I hesitated at the door, listening for a moment.“I can’t keep doing this, Onyx,” Aria’s voice said, filled with frustration.At the mention of his name, I grew worried. Aree had the guts to bring a man to her bedroom? Was she nuts? What if the king decided to check on her?“You’re getting stronger, Aria,” Onyx replied. “But you have to be careful. Zavier is not a fool. He’ll notice if you’re not careful.”“I know,” she said, s

ZAVIERI woke up with a start, my vision blurry as I tried to make sense of the chaos around me. The first thing I saw was Zavier, his fist crashing into Onyx’s face, over and over, blood splattering with each blow. Onyx’s face was already a mess, his features barely recognizable. Zavier was shouting, demanding answers, but I could barely hear him over the pounding in my head.“Zavier, stop!” I screamed, my voice hoarse and desperate. “Please, stop!”Zavier paused mid-punch, his chest heaving with fury. He turned to look at me, his eyes wild with anger and concern. Slowly, he let go of Onyx, who slumped to the ground, gasping for breath.The room was silent except for Onyx’s labored breathing and the rapid thudding of my heart. Zavier’s expression softened as he looked at me, but the anger was still simmering just beneath the surface. He stood up, wiping the blood from his knuckles, and approached my bedside."Aria," he said, his voice softer but still edged with frustration. "How are

ZAVIERI lingered in my office, drowning in the endless paperwork and decisions that came with being king. It was easier to stay here than to go back to Aria. Her presence both comforted and distressed me. I loved her deeply, but her recent behaviour left me frustrated and angry. How had things gotten so out of hand?Aria had been my sweet girl, but within weeks of being in the kingdom, she had become agitated and reckless. She didn’t listen to anyone, not even me. How was I supposed to lead when my mate was constantly challenging my authority? I didn’t want to be a tyrant, but Aria made it difficult. Every conversation turned into a fight, and I craved peace at home. The pack's demands were already a heavy burden.I slumped back in my chair, staring at the ceiling. The thought of running away had crossed my mind more than once. I was losing my sanity and couldn’t remember the last time I slept properly.A knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. "Come in," I called out, trying t

ARIAI woke up early, though I wasn’t sure what time it was exactly. The moon was still visible, though not glowing, and the sound of crickets filled the air. I glanced over at Zavier, still asleep beside me. He had pleasured me last night, leaving me to deal with my own lingering desire. Demon.I was glad he could finally sleep. He looked so peaceful, yet the dark circles under his eyes and his pallor worried me. He had been drinking, and I had never seen the king in such a state until yesterday. How many bottles had he Fakenham? Did he drink because of me or the pressure of the kingdom?I touched his forehead gently I hoped he wasn't sick. He looked preety, so pretty I could paint a portrait of him and put it in our bedroom. Being with zavier was enough to let me know how much I missed him and wanted him around.I slipped out of bed quietly and went to the bathroom. When I returned, I was startled to find Zavier sitting up, wide awake. I could swear my wolf had left my body. "Your