All Chapters of Return of the Luna and the last Lycan clan: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

“Don’t take too long eating, you got a long day ahead of you”. One of the guards smirked as one of their omega’s put our breakfast in our cell.“I’ll take as long as I take”. I retorted, which knocked his smirk right off his face as his lips turned up in annoyance.Toby chuckled as the guards and omega left and we huddled around our food. We gasped in surprise when we unwrapped the cloth to see extra portions of food and two beakers of water. Instead of just plain pieces of bread, we had a small chunk of butter to slather onto them, a boiled egg each and a handful of apple slices. We all groaned in delight the moment the butter hit our taste buds, when we chomped into the egg yolk and savoured the freshness of the fruit. But the moment we all finished, I noticed they were all looking at me with the same thoughtful expression.“What? Why are you all looking at me?” I asked in wonder as I wiped my mouth and cheeks, assuming I must have food somewhere on my face.“Umm, I think we all kno

“Any chance you could ask for some comfy pillows”. Tyra smiled as she wrapped the blanket around her, trying to get comfy on the floor once we’d finished our breakfast. “Or some meat with our dinner would be good. Even some new shoes”. Toby joined in as he wriggled his foot, eyeing the damp and brown stains. “Mmm, yes, I could really go for some deer or fox”. Tyra moaned dreamily. “That’s enough you two”. Molly reproached them, shaking her head in annoyance, as I sat quietly trying to let their demands go over my head. “What? it won’t hurt to ask him, right?” Tyra shrugged as she sat up to lean her back against the wall. “Ask and you shall receive… it seems to be working so far”. “And that’s probably what he wants. For her to ask him for all these things, hoping he can buy her off”. Molly rebuffed with irritation, completely against the idea of me playing into his hands.

“All of you, to your feet!” One of the guards demanded and I rolled my eyes as I stood up, knowing that one of us would be stuck with the curly headed man. All five guards walked in, with the stern curly headed guy scuffing his feet toward me and cuffing my wrists, whilst the other guards cuffed my cell mates. ‘Eugh’ I groaned in my head, realising I would be the one stuck with him today. He hadn’t guarded me yet, but I heard stories of him being the most brutish of them all, and after the low I had already hit yesterday, agreeing to give myself over to Marco, all I could think was, ‘how typical!’ How typical, that today of all days, I couldn’t have had one of the guards that left you to do the work in peace!He pushed me out of the cell and kept knocking me forward during our walk to the palace, demanding I move quicker, but even when I listened and tried to hurry, it didn’t stop him from pushin

Twelve days… Twelve very long, slow and never-ending days I have been sitting in this cell, no chores, no summons or demands, just sitting here, spending most of the time alone whilst everyone else got cuffed and taken out to do their daily duties. But from what I had been told, the wall was still far from finished, the patrolling had doubled and apparently the guards had stopped harassing and mistreating the prisoners out of fear I’d lash out and kill them, like I did to the one that is now lying six feet in the ground. Six days ago, Molly had told me that she worked alongside another member of the Sun pack whilst they cleaned the palace dining and sitting rooms. She said that many of the Sun pack members heard of what I did, and it was also the first time they were aware I was even here being held captive like them. According to her, the sun pack members were overjoyed and now had hope that I’d get revenge on the moon wolves and rid them from our lands. Even though I was touched that

At midnight, Marco finally ended the celebrations and as we stood next to each other at the palace doors, so that he could shake everyone’s hands, one by one as they left, whilst I solemnly said goodnight, not even bothering to fake a smile. The looming dread of what Marco would expect from me on our wedding night made my legs shake underneath my dress, my mouth became parched as I anxiously gulped, the trepidation starting to make my body flush in hot and cold sweats. I kept fidgeting with the neckline around the nape of my neck, that was now itchy and sticking to my skin. The only people I bothered to muster a smile for were the few Sun pack wolves that bowed their heads with a heavy look of pity in their eyes. Molly and Ronald both squeezed my hand with a warm and supportive smile as they whispered a thank you. As soon as we finished saying our goodbye’s for the night, Marco gave instructions to the guards on patrol to do a border check then ordered several Sun pack members to cle