All Chapters of From Betrayed Luna to Crowned Princess: Chapter 201 - Chapter 209

The Stormholt estate hadn't been this loud in twenty years.Workmen on tall ladders strung the long red banners along the front of the main hall. Garden boys carried in tray after tray of fresh winter lilies and set them along the steps. The kitchens had been running since before dawn, and the smell of roasting meat and warming spices had spread through every corridor in the building. Maids ran past each other on the stairs with armfuls of cloth and crockery. The grooms in the courtyard were braiding the horses' manes with white ribbon.This was a royal prince's wedding. It had to be magnificent. Lady Vivienne stood at the long window of the upper sitting room and watched it all unfold.She had her hands folded in front of her. Her hair was loose around her shoulders, the way she only wore it when she was at home and didn't expect to receive guests, and her face in the window glass looked older than it had looked yesterday morning.Down in the front courtyard, her son was crossing fr

Ravena's POV I didn't sleep.I laid on my back in the wide bed and watched the patterns of the moonlight move across the ceiling, and I turned, and I turned again.Somewhere past midnight I sat up in the dark and pulled the quilt around my shoulders and I let the truth settle in.

Ravena's POV The road bent one more time, and the noise of the crowd changed.I felt it before I understood it. The marching feet ahead of my carriage slowed. The horses shortened their steps. Somewhere up at the front of the column a voice called an order, and the whole long line of us drew down from a steady roll into a walk.I pulled the curtain back a little bit and looked out.Another procession had come up to the crossing where the two pack roads met. I saw the banner first. It wasn't ours. It was the dark banner of the Blackstone Pack, lifted high on a pole, and behind it rode a column of men in their own dress armour, and behind them came a bridal carriage hung with red cloth.My hand was steady on the curtain as I waited for the old sick pull in my stomach that his name used to bring. But it didn't come.A horse moved up the line on the other side. I heard the creak of a saddle, and then I heard his voice."Your Highness." Lucien. Smooth and confident, the voice he used when

Ravena's POV By the time the moon was high, I had a cup in my hand that someone kept filling when I wasn't looking.I don't drink much as a rule. But this was my wedding, and my own people were here, and every time I set the cup down some laughing cousin of Evander's or some old Alpha with a red face would lift his own and call out a blessing on the new Luna, and there was no setting it down after that. You drink to a blessing.

Ravena's POV The King's banquet went on for hours, the way royal meals do, course after course, and it was past midday before Evander and I were free to call for our carriage and go home.We were on the steps when Orren found us again.I was beginning to dread the sight of that man. He had the same paper roll in his hand and the same look on his face. He drew Evander aside by the elbow and spoke low, and I