All Chapters of THE SILVER HEAD LUNA; WHEN HER WOLF HOWLS: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

SAGE**One Month LaterI didn't know what to do anymore. Not when there were no signs of pregnancy after another month since the last test result. Obviously, Aegon had become frustrated and at this point and I didn't have the slightest idea what to say to him. Because how could I say something when I didn't know what exactly the issue was? It was another morning and I wished that I did not wake. Aegon, my handsome husband, was lying next to me on the bed. He was facing the other side of the bed which was what I wanted. But how do I stand up and leave for the bathroom, or maybe out of the chamber? Aella, these days didn't do much as usual. I had gotten to the point where I bathed myself and walked out of the room, heading to the kitchen so that I could take a tray of meals for myself. Sometimes, Aegon also. Sitting up on the bed, I realized that Aegon wasn't next to me there. So who did I see a while ago? Perhaps, it was because of how sleepy I was and that was why I could not

ELEANOR My eyes opened on the bed in the space of my chamber. It wasn't in the morning, but evening. I had just woken up from a nap and this was my time to have something. Anything at all as long as it filled my stomach. Sitting up on the bed, I looked around the room. There was something I told myself I would do the very moment I came awake, and I can't recall. Why was that? Standing up on my feet as I jumped off the bed, I reminded myself that there was no reason at all to rush. Not now or ever. Nothing left my head without coming back, and now that I needed to eat, it was better I did that. Ever since I left The Darkfangs Pack, I have never had so much peace. A soothsayer didn't need to let me know about the predicament my sister was going through before it would come to my notice. On several occasions, I had seen it in my dream—the pain in her eyes. Her hate for me and a wish that all of these would come to an end. Which brings me to my time to strike. Reaching the bathr

SAGEIt was another morning and maybe the next full moon would be out tonight. I didn't keep calculations of the event because it didn't excite me like it used to. Heading into the bathroom for a quick shower on my own, I walked out to the rays of sunlight hitting the window not so far from the bed. By this time, Aegon was still asleep which was very unusual. It looked like he was reserving his strength for something and I wondered at the same time what it could be—also letting myself know that the man needed as much rest as he could get and that was what he was doing. “Good morning, Aegon,” I called, trying to see if he could wake up but there was nothing like that and I gave up. Leaving the space, I led my way through the hallway, wondering where exactly I was headed when I caught up with the living room, recalling a lot of things I shouldn't recall in the first place. But what would I do? That bitch of a woman who called myself her sister. How could she be so wicked? And why

ELEANOR I was relaxed on the bed when a hand touched me. Instead of slightly, the hand on my back hit me aggressively and I did not bulge—not for a moment. My thoughts centered around the fact that I was dreaming and it wasn't real—the more reason I relaxed my back on the bed and even, faced the other side. Again, this hand hit me. Left with no other choice, I sat up. Jumped up, rather. What was that? So, it wasn't a dream? I looked around me while one of my hands rubbed on my face. “Good—”And just about that time, I recalled what I had come here to do. “Good morning, Prince Aegon,” smiling, I let out as I got off the bed while dragging the duvet with me. “Did you have a good night's rest?” As I reminisced on what happened a night ago, the smile on my face did not disappear and in moments, I caught up with the large couch, falling on it the next moment. “Keep your greetings to yourself,” his voice was shaky. “What have you done, Eleanor?” Raising the sheets to look at himse

SAGEJust as it was said, the men were going to war. I stood by the window this morning, watching men of the pack—gathered by the field area while the Alpha, who I wondered whether or not he was going to go with them, said words I did not correctly hear. Perhaps, it was because I was far away from the gathering. But now that I thought about it, I knew for a fact that I didn't want to hear whatever it was. What else could it be if not a way to kill the men of whichever pack it was they were going to? And now that I thought about it, I hoped in my mind that it wasn't a pack I knew. Which pack did I know in the first instance? Once more, I snapped out of my thoughts. Noises were made and bags were hung on the shoulders of a few men. The head of the maids who I recognized, walked out of the kitchen with a large cooler of food. What else could it be if not for food? Alpha Knox smiled at her. She bowed to the man and waved at the others before walking away. This was quite early in t