All Chapters of Once Upon a Broken Moon: Alpha King is my Second Chance Mate: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I felt like being poured an ice-cold water over me while I was burning from the inside. “Is something wrong, my snowflower?” Kal asked as he pulled his cock out of my mouth. His left hand was still holding a glass of wine.‘Kal’s not dead,' I whispered to myself. 'Marcus and Elodie are now in the Prison of Despair. The first part of our original plan has worked.' For the first time, it was not my guilt from my revenge on my family that’s suffocating my thoughts. It was the fact that the childhood friend who gave me a snowflower before he left was the male whom I was kneeling for right now. The who's calling me his snowflower. It was a heavy feeling: to love someone, not knowing you’ll ever be loved back. And yet finding out that he had been your first love and childhood bestfriend...love really moves in mysterious and, sometimes, hurtful ways.“I thought you were tired, Your Majesty?” I blinked tears as I stared at the beautiful bluish green pools of his eyes, at times they are on the

It didn’t occur to me that I fell asleep, nor the fact that I was barely dressed in an attire I don’t recognize myself in. I heard moaning and the unmistakable sound of two bodies dancing naked in the dark.There’s a wild party in the forest park tonight, and they all act like animals that have been deprived of this much entertainment and fun for years!I shook my head and slowly rose from the picnic blanket. The night is mysteriously bright with a myriad of stars in the sky and the bright moon is shaped like a huntress’s bow.“Luna Evadne!” A male voice called for her. It was neither Kal nor Fionn nor even Gregor. It was...a pack Beta from a pack I don’t know. He was running towards me, all naked, his cock swaying, and I forced myself to focus on his visibly drunk face.“His Majesty wants you to come to him.” I fell back on the blanket."Come? Like literally or figuratively?"I looked at my side and only an empty wine bottle frowned at me. I stood up and straightened my dress—only to

My mother’s ghostly voice echoed in my ears again. I now recognize it as the voice of my mysterious cold flames. “Did you know about Mother’s gift? Those cold flames that I strike you with?”My father snarled, but there was sorrow that crossed his face. “It’s a rare gift. It ranges from silver to dark blue, depending on whether you want to burn someone with coldness or freeze someone to ashes.”“So you knew?” I clenched my fist and controlled my rising anger.“Of course, I knew. It’s called a moonflame, Evadne. The same name as our pack. I reckon our pack is named after that.""Does mother have it too?""I think she hid it from me. I have prayed to the Moon Goddess that your power would never awaken.” He sighed, letting every emotion exit through his nose. “I thought that by beating you into a pulp, your power would remain in slumber.” His eyes darted to the silver-haired handsome male by my side. “It seems like he’s the frost to your ice. During the Trial of Alphas, him being in dang

Elodie growled and then wailed again, her lips trembling. Despair was taking over her features.“Let her be,” Kallias whispered in my ears and kissed the cheek that my half-sister just slapped.Elodie kneeled on the floor, unclean hair framing her face like curtains. She was sobbing in her hands and remained like that for a time being. Memories from the time of my first bleeding to the time of my eighteenth birthday party where Alpha Gregor rejected me came rushing over me like an avalanche.I was once like her too. Vengeance is really poetic and comes in a full circle.In the past, I have been a prisoner of my own despair; I’ve been there in the darkness too, yet it was Kallias who pulled me into the light and showed me the beauty of a winter sunrise. That the brightest sun rises after the darkest winter night. And yet Elodie is here, as if she just came out of a winter snowstorm barely unscathed and lost herself in the process.I kneeled before her. “Elodie.” No response, she was st

“They knew we’d be here...” I bared my teeth and cursed. Kal looked back to the Bloodhounds, the two dozen Mimics disappearing down their throat one by one until only the stain of blood was left in the snow. Even their guts and torn limbs were relished by these mysterious dark beasts.My eyes lit up. “Marcus said that all the Blackwind Pack wolves loyal to him and some of the Mimics have now left their post in the current Blackwind Pack...as if they have a more interesting place to be somewhere.” I stared at the ground, where the ground of the Black Mountains seemed to drink the blood spilled here too. When Kal didn't say anything, I pressed on. “These are just Mimics, Kal. Where have Marc’s loyal wolves gone then?” “Shit!” he swore beneath his breath. “I haven’t thought of that!”“Well, you have something to think of now,” I tried to lift the atmosphere again but the only thing that lifted was Kal’s incredulous brow. “I can’t teleport us back tonigh