All Chapters of The Lycan King's Luna: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Chloe's POVClaire walked in with an air of authority, her eyes immediately locking onto me with a look of pure disdain. Her gaze was piercing, filled with disgust and contempt, as if my mere presence was an insult to her. She strode confidently across the room to Aiden, her movements graceful yet commanding. The disdain in her eyes cut through me like a knife, her lips curled in a sneer that left no doubt about her feelings towards me.As she reached Aiden, her expression softened into a mask of concern. She wrapped her arms around him in a hug that seemed more possessive than comforting. "Aiden, how are you? Are you feeling any better?" she asked, her voice dripping with sweetness that felt insincere.Wait… What? I thought, my mind racing. Is this why Aiden wants me gone? So he can get back to his first wife? Wow! I thought but I just kept my mouth shut, even as I watched the scene unfold before me.Claire glanced over her shoulder at me, her eyes narrowing with satisfaction as she

Chloe’s POV"Yeah, sure... I'm fine," I said, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing me break down. "I'm all good. I'll leave you, your King, and your palace alone.""Chloe, it's not like that. Trust me, there's a whole lot more going on than you realize," Lucas said, trying to sound sincere."Lucas, it's fine," I cut him off, keeping my voice steady even though I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. "There's no need to apologize for anything at all. Trust me, I'm fine. Like nothing is wrong. I understand. Aiden has responsibilities. I'm just an obstacle in his way, and I need to go. So I'm cool with it."Lucas looked at me, concern etched deep into his features. He didn't say anything more, just helped me get my suitcase to the car trunk. I was about to get inside the car when he stopped me."Aiden requests your presence before you leave," he said softly.I shook my head, feeling anger rise up in my chest. "I don't want to see him, please, Lucas.""Chloe, please, you n

Chloe’s POVMason's demeanor shifted abruptly, his expression hardening. "Chloe, what are you doing?" he snapped as I picked up a piece of meat with my hand. "Why are you embarrassing me in public?"I froze, shocked by his sudden change in tone. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly."Look at you, eating like that," he continued, his voice dripping with disdain. "People are watching us. Have some dignity."I put the meat down, my appetite vanishing. "Is this who they really want me to spend the rest of my life with?" I thought to myself, feeling a mixture of anger and despair.Trying to keep my composure, I asked, "Mason, when will we be leaving for home?""Home?" he repeated, a mocking tone in his voice. "Which home?""My father's pack, of course," I replied, growing more confused and frustrated."Oh, that," he said dismissively. "Nah, we're not going there.""What?" I said, my voice rising. "I don't get it. Where are we going, then?"He remained silent, avoiding m

Chloe’s POVThe cabin was dark and musty, with cobwebs hanging from the ceiling. I crept to the back and hid behind an old, broken-down couch, trying to catch my breath. My heart was still racing, but I had to stay quiet.I listened intently, straining to hear any sounds outside. Minutes passed, then an hour, but there was nothing. It seemed like I had finally lost them.I allowed myself to relax a little, leaning back against the wall. I needed to rest and come up with a plan. I couldn't keep running forever. I needed to find a safe place to hide and figure out my next move. Where would I go from here?My thoughts were racing, but one thing was clear: I needed to get as far away from Mason as possible. The idea of crossing into another pack's territory came to mind. It was risky, but the thought of facing rogue wolves seemed more bearable than falling into Mason's hands again.I waited until nightfall, hoping to use the cover of darkness to my advantage. I knew it was dangerous, but

Aiden’s POV"It's been months now, and this throne issue hasn't been resolved," I muttered, staring at the ceiling. The uncertainty was tearing the Lycan Kingdom apart, and I knew it. But I didn't care. All I knew was that I had to be king, no matter what. Everyone else could go to hell.I said this to myself as I stood up from my bed one morning, my head pounding from the night before. The room spun, and I stumbled, falling back onto the cold, hard ground. The taste of last night's alcohol was still in my mouth, making me feel even worse."Dammit," I groaned, pushing myself up slowly. I hadn't slept at all. Restlessness consumed me, gnawing at my sanity. I had to get my head straight. I needed to figure out my next move.There was a knock on the door. "Who is it?" I snapped, trying to hide my weakness."It's Lucas," came the calm reply. "Can I come in?""Yeah, whatever," I muttered, pulling myself up to sit on the edge of the bed.Lucas entered, his expression serious as usual. He cl