All Chapters of The Luna’s Deadly Game: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lyra's POV“Your ex mate?” The first ever words he uttered that did not look programmed. His eyes were widened as though he could not hide his shock.I felt his eyes size me up, making me feel even more humiliated than I already did.“Is there a problem with my Alpha?” Edmund said, proud with the fact that he had gotten to him. “If she is your mate, even if an ex… then, why does she look this tattered? Why is she living this way? Why do you still keep her…she.. She looks too tattered to be a maid in the first place,” “Because she is a lowly maid and an Omega,” Edmund replied without missing a beat.“Her eyes tell me that she is more than an Omega,” “You have no idea what you're talking about my alpha,”My legs were glued to the marble floors, my eyes fixated on Edmund as he conversed with the wolf king. I gulped down every second, my chest heaving up and down in fear of what was going to happen.“I still want this one,” the words echoed in my head as I watched his outstretched fing

RAPHAEL’S POV I watched her eyes widen to their fullest extent, I wasn't mistaken.. she was definitely scared, very scared and it broke my heart that I had no clue on how to ease her fear. She tightened her grip on her cloth, pulling them together as though worried that they might fall off from her body with the slightest movement. “You look like you haven't showered in days,” I pointed out, recalling how unkempt her hair is. Her lashes fluttered and her eyes were cast down in embarrassment. I should not have said that. “I'm sorry if that made you feel bad,” “It …it is fine, your highness.” she fidgeted, clutching her throat, still not daring to look up at me. “No it's not,” I insisted, still feeling terribly bad for the remark I made earlier. There were definitely more polite ways to say it— even though I wasn't keen on morals, “you know what? You can use my shower,” Her eyes widened again, it might be wrong but I found her fear expression to be really cute. The way her e

Chapter 6 Lyra's POV “This one is my absolute favorite,” he pointed out as I carefully picked at the crab in front of me. He was sitting right across from me, his eyes on me as I played around with my cutlery. I was starving but I could barely concentrate on eating with the way he watched me. Suddenly, I forgot how to chew, and the crab whose juice first filled my mouth now tasted like sand. “Really?” I muttered while moving my mouth carefully and forcing the food down my throat. I reached for my glass of water and he handed it to me. “Thank you,” I said, almost going down on my knees. He looked at me like he wanted to say something but quickly changed his mind. “I didn't think that crabs would be your favorite,” “It's not just the crabs,” he laughed. He laughs easily, I noticed. It made me feel like I was funny. No one had ever made me feel like I had a sense of humor. “It's the way it's being prepared that gets me,” he shrugged, looking as carefree as ever. “Ooh,” My cutl

Chapter 8 LYRA’S POV After dinner, the girls started drifting off in small groups, heading back to their rooms. I kept to myself, walking quietly along the corridor, my thoughts scattered. My eyes scanned the hall for Zara but I couldn't find her. “Lyra!” Zara’s voice broke through the noise as she hurried up to me with another girl who said her name was Esmerelda. | turned to look at them. Zara, as usual, was full of energy, her bright smile lighting up her face, while Esmeralda was more reserved, nodding at me in silent acknowledgment. “Why are you walking so fast? You're going to leave us behind!” Zara teased, falling in step beside me. I blinked, realizing | had been walking quicker than | meant to. “Oh, sorry, I didn’t notice.” Zara waved it off. “No biggie. You always seem like you're off in your world.” She gave me a playful nudge. “So, what were you thinking about?” “Nothing, really,” I muttered. I was spacing out again, but I didn’t want to admit that to her.

CHAPTER TENRaphaelI pushed my hands back into my pockets as I walked down the hallway. I stopped by the paintings and watched them as if expecting the images to move. After staring at them for what seemed like forever, I continued on my way to my bedroom. I pushed the doors open to see Lyra sitting on my bed with her eyes wide open.“Did anyone wake you?” I closed the door quietly behind me. She shook her head. “Actually…” She entwined her fingers and picked at them even when I knew there was nothing there that required that. “Were you looking for me?” I gently got into bed. I wanted to hear a yes.A confirmation that she felt what I felt too. She shook her head. “No, your highness.” “No?” I chuckled to hide how hurt I felt but I guess I wasn't as good or maybe she could read me clearly. “Yes, your highness,” She said quickly. “Yes, I was looking for you.” I smiled. “You don't have to lie to me, Lyra.” “I’m not lying to you,” Her voice was low. Softer. Pleading. Did she th