Semua Bab The Alpha's Golden Eyed Luna : Bab 91 - Bab 100

ASTRID.My legs feel like jelly the moment I step out, my whole body feels constricted, a wave of nausea flooding through. I don’t think twice before I start to run out of the pack house.I hear a door slam from behind the hall, and Diva walks out of her room confused at my crying state. “Astrid. What happened?”I don’t respond; the heartbreak from the rejection is making my stomach curl. As I ran out of the pack-house and into town, with nothing but still his shirt on. The sky darkens above me, a deep rumble sound making me wince.He rejected me. The scene is still playing in my memories, I can’t even call out to my wolf, Aya, she isn’t here. I know that the rejection pain can sometimes cause some wolves to go into hiding.Tiny droplets of water cascades on my hair, then deep heavy pouring of rain. I still continue running, the tears flooding in my eyes, no one can see my sorrow because somehow the rain has managed to hide my pain.Everyone is busy running to their houses, umbrellas

GUS. The sun is starting to die down as we topple into the woods, a wave of nausea hitting me hard as I grip the reins of my horse. My heart is throbbing heavily, blood pounding through my ears. The unknown senders of those letters are witches. It was them who were robbing the bank, and them who were secretly blocking the borders. It was them who spilled the wolfsbane and silver powder at the ball that day. We have got to defeat them today, else they are going to wipe our existence away. I think of Cleo as we ride, I haven’t seen her for some days now, I just hope she’s okay, maybe she’s with her father, she has to be safe, for some time now, I have been thinking about her, yes she threatened me with my mother, but I feel like aside from that hard figure she gives out, I feel like....There’s an angel in her, I feel something with her, the same woman who took my breath away that night when she stormed into the bar, all confident and sassy. I felt something that night, a heart pound

ASTRID.“Why are we fighting for something so uncommon?” I say. “Look at us: What differences do we have? This is just a world filled with good and bad people, but we are none of those, we are just people forced to pick a side. We could unite again like we did five hundred years ago. We could be one.”The woman who sliced my wrist looks at me with so much hurt. “I am tired of hiding. I just want my son to be happy with food.”I look at her with joy. “Then we could be that, there’s no need for any war. Let’s stop fighting.” A splatter of rain flows down my hair as I speak, staring at the witches and werewolves, peace is what we need, not any fucking war.Some witches nod their head in agreement, and I smile, finally we can be one.“Don’t let her convince us!” Someone walks in under the darkness, her brown hair layered with edges of gray shining. She shoves a battered Madam Yv to the floor.“Madam Yv.” I say, my voice laced with emotions as I rush towards her, I kneel and hold her hand.

ASTRID.“Don’t worry dear, it won’t hurt.” The nurse says, before wrapping the bandage around my wrist. We are in my room, I am sitting down facing the mirror, staring at my cooled face, the Omegas have already bathed me and dressed me up in a silk gown.“There you go, honey.” The middle aged nurse smiled. “It didn’t hurt.”Thankfully, the wounds wouldn’t leave any scars, after two more days, it might have dried up.“Your hair is beautiful.” She smiles again, I stare at the mirror, the golden spark in my eyes showing me the woman that I am. A bold and fearless woman.“Thank you,” I smiled weakly, she excused herself and left. Morning is starting to clock now, maybe around 7am? I twist the hemline of my hair, the cuts in my lips are already plastered with bandage and wool, there’s a whole bowl of medicine and herbs.Cool tea and warm snacks. I can’t say my body still hurts, it pangs as hell, but knowing that all the witches are being taken care of makes me relieved a bit. My mind goes

ASTRID.The day of one’s coronation should be the happiest day of one’s life, but why do I keep having this nagging feeling at the edge of my mind?Is it my make-up?I check the mirror again, the eyeliner is smoothened perfectly on my lashes making them look lush, the red plum lipstick smeared on my lips gives me an elegant look, if it’s not the make-up, then what is it?I check my dress, the vibrant purple off shoulder evening dress with a slim cut in the knee is etched perfectly on my body, I stare at the heart-shaped pendant, for the past one month, it has always been on me.This is wrong, we aren’t mates anymore, we aren’t even connected, but still I don’t want to put it down, I wear it every day, over every dress, without waiting. I take it on the table and strap it on my neck, watching it glow for a second.Today is my coronation, yesterday, I was crowned the Alpha, but today is the party, I am feeling excited and nervous, I am still growing my council and my whole team, Diva is