All Chapters of The Contract Luna's Salvation : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Brielle; The old woman made us to step out of the room for tea while she excused herself to go back into the room. Lucien and I drank the tea in silence and my mind was on how complicated the situation was. Lucien looked out of the window like there was something important waiting for him out there. “Alright, you may come back in now, so we can begin the ritual.” The priestess said, walking away. When we got back, the curtains had been drawn, and the room was dimly lit by candles, casting flickering shadows on the walls. The air was thick with the scent of herbs and incense, like she was burning more than what I could initially smell. I sat nervously, watching the priestess as she prepared the summoning ritual to bring forth the spirit that was making me fearful and restless. Lucien stood beside me, his expression tense. It was like neither of us knew what to expect. The priestess placed a bowl filled with strange powders and herbs in the center of the room and held a bowl wit

Brielle. Despite my better judgment, I found myself unable to resist the magnetic pull between Lucien and me. It was like an invisible force drawing me to him, even though I knew it was wrong. The tension between us had become unbearable, and I knew something had to give. One evening, I went to Lucien’s office to return a file. The door was slightly ajar, and I could see him inside, sitting at his desk with a bottle of whiskey in front of him. He looked lost in thought, and it was rare to see that, considering the fact that his face was always unusually stoic. I hesitated for a moment before knocking softly on the door. “Lucien?” I said, stepping inside. He looked up, his eyes meeting mine. There was something in his eyes, the way he looked at me, that made my heart skip a beat. “Brielle.” He said. “Come in.” I closed the door behind me and walked over to his desk, placing the file down. “I brought this back. It’s the report you asked for.” “Thank you.” He said, but h

Lucien’s POV. “And even if we deploy our men to the side, there are other parts that the others can come in through. We have to take immediate action. What do you suggest, alpha?” Elder Tim said as he turned to me, his face serious. What could Brielle be hiding from me? What was going on that would make her be so secretive? “Alpha Lucien, are you here?” Another elder asked and I snapped out of it. I forgot that I was yet to answer. “We just have to work on blocking all the passage ways that have not been authorised.” I said. “But they may serve as places to visit as the years go by. It would be good for preserving our culture.” Another elder said. “I’m sure that our safety is better than any place to visit, and that our culture is not based on unnecessary entry ways to the pack, don’t you think?” I asked. The things people said without realising how foolish they seemed. Brielle could be going through problems right now, and she did not want to let me know about them

Brielle’s POV I paced back and forth in our living room, my heart pounding like a drum. This secret that I was carrying was suffocating me, and I couldn’t keep it to myself any longer. Zane needed to know, but how could I possibly tell him? Taking a deep breath, I called out. “Zane, we need to talk.” He got out from the kitchen, a worried look already etched on his face. “Baby, what’s wrong? You look pale. Is it the baby?” Then he widened his eyes. “Oh wait, is it me?” The concern in his voice pierced my heart, making the guilt swell more inside me. He was so caring, so devoted. How could I keep this from him? But I had to. For now, at least. “Zane, it’s not just about the pregnancy.” I said, my voice trembling. “There’s more to it.” He stepped closer, his eyes searching mine. “Whatever it is, Brielle, we’ll get through it together. Don’t worry. I’m here for you.” His words, meant to comfort me, only made the guilt more unbearable. Tears welled up in my eyes

Brielle’s POV. I woke up first, the events of what happened rushing back into my mind with a rush of emotions. I lay there for a moment, feeling Lucien's warmth beside me, but reality quickly set in. I gently tapped his shoulder, trying to shake him awake without making too much noise. “Lucien!” I whispered, my voice sharp. “You need to leave. Now!” He stirred, blinking his eyes open. “What? Why?” He muttered, trying to wrap his arm around me for a cuddle. I pushed him away, sitting up and wrapping the sheet around me. “Lucien, we’re at Zane’s. You can’t stay here, obviously.” His expression changed from confusion to understanding. He nodded slowly, sitting up and running a hand through his hair. “Right. I’ll go.” I got up and started gathering the sheets, determined to get them into the washing machine before Zane came back. Lucien stood and began dressing, helping me with the sheets. As we worked quickly, the silence between us was still heavy, filled with a lot