All Chapters of The Luna’s Deadly Game: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

LYRA’S POV I felt my chest tighten as I said those words. He looked at me and I shivered. “Do you mean that?” He was almost daring me to agree. I could barely hold back the flood of emotions as I stood in front of him, my body shaking uncontrollably. The tears that had been threatening to spill over finally broke free, rolling down my cheeks in heavy streams. My chest tightened with guilt, and before I could stop myself, the words poured out. “I could have saved her,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Is that what this is about?” I nodded. “I could have stopped it. I watched her die, and I didn’t do anything.” Raphael’s cold gaze remained fixed on me. He was intimidating, but I couldn’t stop now. The guilt was eating me alive. “She didn’t have to die!” I sobbed. “That beast, it... it came out of nowhere. I could’ve... I could’ve pulled her away, I—” “You couldn’t have saved her, Lyra,” Raphael cut in, his voice low and devoid of emotion. I shook my head, backing

Lyra’s POV“I prepared a herb bath. It would soothe you and cater to your wounds,” He said as he walked back into the room. I wanted to tell him I was grateful, but even the thought of saying a word was painful, so I nodded. My body burned all over and my neck was sore from Keisha's hard grip. He walked towards me and pulled me to my feet. I winced and he eased his grip. My legs felt wobbly beneath me and every part of my body hurt. I exhaled and regretted it almost immediately. My ribs felt brittle and my breath was hot against the top of my lips. We walked into the bathroom and a pungent smell hit me. It was oddly familiar but my insides turned at the smell. I felt a bitter taste rise to my throat. I pressed my lips together, hoping to hold it in but I couldn't. The smell washed over me in waves, and the next thing, I was on my knees, throwing up in the toilet bowl. He held my hair back as I emptied my insides. The intensity of each retch made me feel I was going to die. My body

CHAPTER 26LyraThe feel of his hand running up my legs made me freeze. My emotions were conflicting. I loved how he touched me. Gentle yet demanding but who did I think I was. What made me think I could get in this position with him.I wasn't his Luna. The games had only begun and I could be dead by the next round. I exhaled. “I wouldn't go that far again,” I looked at him. “Eat.” I raised the bread from the tray to my lips but I found it hard to eat. Not with him watching me like that. I dropped it and picked up the bowl of soup. I looked down at it before taking a sip. It burned a path down my throat.“Do you like it?” I was suddenly too tongue-tied to speak so I nodded. The windows were open but the room suddenly felt too hot. It seemed like oxygen had been sucked out and the only thing left to breathe was his cologne. I hated that I responded to his touch. I loved how his hands squeezed on my foot and wandered around my ankles. He pressed a part beneath my foot and I groaned.

CHAPTER 28LYRAI hesitated, my heart racing as I considered Raphael’s offer. “Let’s go back to my room,” he said, his voice firm.“I’m not going back to your room,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “I want to return to the dorm where the other princesses stay.” His eyes narrowed, and I could see the tension in his jaw. “No. You’re staying with me.” His tone was sharp, leaving no room for argument. “I don’t want you in that dorm for now. You’ll be with me.”I felt a flutter of panic. “No, I really want to stay with the others,” I insisted, my voice barely a whisper. “Besides... They'll think you’re giving me special treatment, and I don’t want that.” “Let them think whatever they want. That’s none of your business. And it’s certainly none of mine,” he shot back coldly.“But—” I began, but I could see he wasn’t interested in my reasoning.“I want you in my room.” His voice turned commanding, making it clear that he was not in the mood for negotiations.I looked away, sudden

CHAPTER 30Raphael The memory of Lyra hugging Edmund kept replaying in my mind. It wasn’t just a casual embrace, and the way she reacted... it wasn’t okay. She had stiffened like she had no choice. I sat there, trying to focus, but my thoughts kept drifting back to that moment. Just then, I heard the scrape of a chair. Darius plopped down across from me pouring himself a glass of wine. I glared at him, barely masking my irritation. Why did I have to deal with this man everyday? At that moment, I deeply regretted some of my life choices. Darius was lounging like he had no care in the world, and here I was, trying to piece together why everything was falling apart in mine.Darius raised his glass with a smirk. “Oh, I found that information you wanted on Edmund.”I stiffened, sitting up straighter. My heartbeat quickened, though I tried not to show it. “You did?” I asked, feigning disinterest.He looked at me, unimpressed with my act, and chuckled. “Don’t bother sitting down and prete