All Chapters of The Luna's Vampire Prince: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

*Alpha King Karl Striker*“Howard,” I say as he sits down across from me at my desk in my office, “how are you feeling?”“Better,” Howard Bleiz replies. “I’m feeling much better, thank you, Karl.” Indeed, the open lesions on his skin have closed, and he is clothed and already looking more well-fed. The dent in his forehead has been lessened to nothing but a long pink scar.“Dr. Lawrence tells me your brain is healing well. I can only assume he’s right. What do you remember, besides your name?” I ask.He looks down at my desktop, running his fingers over the oak. “I remember I should be Alpha King of Longclaw,” he says slowly.That gives me pause. “Are you sure you’re ready for such a responsibility?”“Not yet. But I will be.” He looks back up at me with intense green eyes. “I will be asking you for the Longclaw lands back soon.”“And I will wholeheartedly hand them over,” I reply. “I’m just worried about your health and your leadership skills. Not to insult you or your father or grand

*Ainslee*It is a tense two days, but finally the jewels come from the castle along with a messenger and two messages, one for Annamarie and one for Rafe.Annamarie clutches hers and runs off to read it.Rafe takes his as though wondering if it might explode and goes back to our tent.Since the women are busy packing up the jewels, I decide to find out what the letters are about. I go to Annamarie first because, like Rafe, I am concerned about what might be in the letter he received and want some good news first.But when I find Annamarie, she has her letter bunched up in her hand and is sobbing.“What’s wrong?” I ask, quickly sitting down beside her in the grass.“Zeke misses me,” she says.“Annamarie, that’s a good thing.” I smile.“He’s begging me not to go with you.” She sniffles, coughs, then hands me the letter. “Read it.”Bewildered, I take the letter and begin to read.My beloved Annamarie,I’m sorry we fought. I’m just so worried about you. I don’t want anything to happen to

*Rafe*When Jerim arrives driving a horse and carriage filled with gold, I take him immediately to the medical tent to see the stinking carcass of the lycan messenger.“Poison?” I ask.Jerim puts on gloves and starts examining the body. “So it would seem. You said you heard a cracking sound before he began convulsing?”“I think from his mouth,” I say.With a nod, he pries open the lycan’s jaw. “Hmm. Cracked false tooth. Definitely poison.”“Do we know what kind? Is there an antidote?” I ask.“A poison as fast-acting as you described? An antidote wouldn’t matter,” he replies grimly. “But no, I’m not personally familiar with this one. I will have to consult my books. I brought every book I have on poison with me.”“Good thinking.” I gesture for us to leave the tent.Both of us take a deep breath of fresh air away from the smell once we’re outside. “I wonder what would make a man so gleeful about poisoning himself to death?” I muse aloud.“Gleeful?” he asks.“He had the widest smile on h

*Ainslee*I have to sit down because of the pain in my chest. Annamarie sits next to me while Jerim kneels down, checking my vitals.“She’s not going to let him go,” I say. “She’s not going to let either of them go. She’s going to take the gold and run.”“And we will follow her,” one of the guards grunts determinedly.I wonder if I will ever breathe again.“If something happens to Rafe, you will know,” Jerim tries to reassure me. “You will feel it over the bond.”“Right now, I just feel worried,” I say.“That’s to be expected. Rafe’s probably feeling worried, too,” he says kindly.I lean my head back against a tree trunk and rub my aching chest. “He’s worried this separation is forever, just like I am.”“It won’t be. I promise if it takes the rest of our lives, we will find him,” he vows.I take his hand and squeeze it. “Thank you, Jerim.”Annamarie leans her head on my shoulder as we wait for what seems like forever.Jerim checks his watch occasionally, and the guards shuffle from fo

*Zeke*“Sir, a letter has come from Alpha King Howard Bleiz addressed to His Majesty. However, given that both Their Majesties are in Rallegrad and unavailable for consultation, I thought you might like to read it yourself,” the messenger says, holding out the letter with the brand new Bleiz seal on it.“Thank you.” I take the letter and use Rafe’s letter opener to break the seal.I skim the contents. I don’t need to read them. Alpha King Bleiz has reiterated his position on Longclaw troops–namely, that we aren’t getting any.“Princess Sophia has also returned from Warfang,” the messenger continues. “She would like a word.”“Did she bring troops with her?” I ask.“Yes, sir, hundreds,” he replies.I relax a bit. Hundreds is a good number. “Please ask Princess Sophia to join me here in the king’s office.”“Yes, sir,” he says while he trots out of Rafe’s office.I pace in front of the fireplace, thinking. Mostly I’m thinking of Annamarie being in Rallegrad without me to protect her. Dam