Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sleeping Luna and the Lycan King: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Leonidas POVOne hundred years agoThe ball my father threatened to hold is tonight. When I told him I had no plans to attend, he threatened to kill Anila. With Evanora at his disposal, he doesn't need Anila. Her sole purpose is to be used as a bargaining tool. Father knows I will not risk her life.There is a weak knock on my door. Her cinnamon scent wafts through the door, and I race to answer it. Swinging the door open, I can't wipe the look of concern off my face."Mother," I sigh. "You should be in bed."She is pale and unsteady on her feet. The years she has spent enduring my father's abuse have taken their toll. She is dying. The constant betrayal of the mate bond is more than her body can take.Even in her weakened state, she saves a smile for me. "I was hoping to walk with you before the ball.""Do you have the strength?" I ask, not bothering to hide my worry."For this, I do," she replies cryptically.She reaches for my hand, and I hold hers gently. We walk hand in hand thro

Alora POVI don't remember if I have ever seen spring, but here I am in the middle of a flowering field. The sun on my skin is a strange warmth. I have gotten so used to the bitter cold of winter."Hello," a soft voice calls to me.I spin quickly, casting my gaze on a beautiful woman. I do not know her, but she seems familiar. The way her eyes wrinkle when she smiles reminds me of someone."I have been watching you," she says.I glance around myself." I don't know where I am.”"I brought you here," she tells me. "I thought it would be better than the bitter cold of the Lycan Realm."The kindness of her voice draws me in, and I move closer to her. "Do I know you?""You do not," she smiles. "I am Morgan."I look at her with great curiosity. Her fingertips are free of magic remnants. I cannot be sure, but I don't think she is a witch. Chocolate brown hair hangs loosely down her back. She tucks a strand behind her ear, and I see its pointed tip. She looks Fae, but there is something diff

Leonidas POVMy Queen falls asleep quickly after our little tryst, but I am struggling to fall asleep beside her. Besides my throbbing cock, her arousal hangs thick in the air. My body is alight with a need I have never experienced before, but I will set my needs aside. She is worth waiting on. I will not rush her.She didn't bother to dress, and I can't stop looking at her. Everything about her is perfect. The swell of her breasts and the dip of her stomach is inviting. My fingers twitch to touch her, but she needs her rest. She is still healing from Anila’s spell.Then, something catches my eye. The glint of a chain around her neck. I don't know how I missed it before. The back of my hand brushes against her skin as I try to get a better look.A small brown stone is hooked onto the chain. I run my finger over its surface, and it stings my skin. I rip my finger away from it, and tiny blisters form where I touched it. Is it poisoned?Lifting it by the chain only, I inspect Alora's s

Kaia POVThis cabin is disgusting, but it is better than being on the streets. After Elaine and I were killed by the Lycan King, Hecate was quick to return us to the world of the living. She met us at the crossroads of the living and dead with a scowl on her face. She was displeased that we had been tricked by Anila, but she showed us mercy. Two sisters were dying of a strange illness. We assumed their bodies and disappeared deep into the Lycan Realm. We know the Lycan King is searching for us. I doubt after learning about our betrayal that he would let us live our next life comfortably. He will hunt us over and over, and we will never survive. I can only assume that is why Elaine is so angry with me right now. I made a decision which will make it harder for us to hide. “You have to push, Kaia,” Elaine coaches me. “It is almost over. I promise.” I rest my head on the pillow and close my eyes. “I can’t,” I breathe. “It is too hard.” “Kaia,” she chides me. “You are the

Leonidas POVI am pissed off. Actually, I am livid. I don't care what my mother said to Alora in a dream; she should have told me she had the baetyl. But for now, I will choke down my anger. I can't risk pushing her away more than I already have."It is lunch time," I tell her. "Would you join me?"Alora looks at Bruno. He is still crumpled on the floor. I don't have to ask what happened. I know Evanora's handiwork when I see it."What about Bruno?" She asks timidly.She holds concern for him and it makes me jealous, but only slightly. There is a reason I chose Bruno as her guard. She is not his type, and therefore, he is harmless."He will recover in time," I respond, trying to drag her to the library door."Are you certain?" She whispers."Very," I say stepping over his body.She follows me, but she keeps glancing back at Bruno. Something tells me we won't have a peaceful lunch if he is on her mind. Opening up the mind link I hold with my subjects, I reach out to the doctor.'Your