บททั้งหมดของ Rise of the rejected Luna : บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Kiara Silence sat with all three of us under the bright moon and the flickers of the stars. A loud sigh was produced before words followed. “So you had all planned out? Like the master that you are?” Ryder said aloud. “Master of what? What do you mean by that?” I questioned. “A master of trickery,” Brandon blurted out, rolling his eyes before turning his back on me. “Well forgive me for wanting to see you both so we could talk..”“Talk? Did you just say talk?”Brandon snapped at me. “Yes, Brandon! To talk!” I snapped right back and the room fell silent once more. I got bored of hearing nothing but the sounds of the crickets, so I decided to speak calmly this time. “I can’t keep watching us fall apart.” My voice deceived me trembling right out. I am supposed to prove that I am strong enough so I can be taken seriously and not from a path of desperation. Both men, Ryder and Brandon stood away from each other. Ryder was leaning on the wall close to the door with his ar

Kiara After the completion of the ritual ceremony, the very first step in our decision to be bound in one another forever, we were instructed by the old man to spend the night at the csbom close by as it was an auspicious night and the rite we had just performed was sacred. “Thank you so much,” I heard Brandon’s voice from inside the cabin. Although the cabin wasn’t as large as I thought it would be for three people, I was glad it was of this size, as I could not remember the last time Ryder, Brandon and I shared the same space. At least tonight, we’d be inhaling the breath of one another. “I would sit by the window,” Ryder declared. “I will take the door,” Brandon called out, and Ryder nodded in acknowledgment. “What is going on? Why are you both doing this? We have a bed here don’t we? Why can’t we stay and sleep together on it?” I questioned them both in frustration. Silence spread throughout the cabin as three of us stared at one another before Brandon decided to s

Kiara“Bingo.” The stranger's voice echoed sending shivers down my spine. As if nature and the goddess recognized that something wasn’t right with this, the circle in which we stood cracked. Gasps filled the air from the members of the pack and before we could gather ourselves from the shock, another crack happened, splitting the circle into two halves. Brandon and I were on one side while Ryder and the stranger were on the other. “This is bad. This is so bad,” someone screamed from the crowd. I wondered why this was happening right now. Everything felt right, everything had been going on smoothly until this had to happen.“Has the goddess turned her back on me?” I questioned within, in pain and anger I felt inside. “Eaton,” Ryder breathed, his voice rough with doubt. “You shouldn’t be here.”Eaton tilted his head, a mocking smile twisting his lips. “You think you can dictate where I belong, Ryder? After what you did?”I lay on the floor, with my hand clutching my chest,

Kiara Before the attack, the pack had gone quiet. For days, the only sounds were the distant hammering of repairs at the field and the occasional howl that echoed through the hills at night. Everyone moved carefully, as if one wrong word or step might summon Eaton back from the shadows. The quietness in the pack was one but the silence in the manor was worse. Ryder spoke less and with each passing day, it became less than the previous day. At first, it was tiredness. Then avoidance. Now, it felt like emotionlessness. Like he did not want to be here. To be seen, held, or talked to. He moved through the rooms like a ghost, his presence was as cold as the mountain wind that slipped through the cracks of the windows. I would wake in the middle of the night and see him standing outside on the balcony, shirtless despite the chill, staring toward the forest where Eaton had vanished with his hands behind his back. Sometimes I called his name and most times he did not answer. I c

Kiara Every word Ryder said lately felt like a knife; cruel, precise, and meant to cause some damage. He didn’t raise his voice anymore because he did not need to. His silence was mean. Mean enough to tear us apart. Did I give up on him? Damn no! I kept trying to reach him, even when the bond felt like glass under my skin, even when my heart felt like it was on fire because I could feel his bond breaking. I kept trying. Tonight, when I saw him walking toward the edge of the entrance again, the darkness already curling around his shoulders like smoke, I didn’t think. I followed immediately. “Ryder,” I called out to him like I always do and as always, he did not turn, he did not respond. “Where are you going?” I pushed further. “Out.”“Can you please stop for a minute?” And he did to my surprise. He stopped in his tracks but didn’t turn to face me. I stepped closer, wrapping my arms around myself to fight the cold of the night. “It’s past midnight. The borders ar