บททั้งหมดของ The Rejected Luna is Cursed : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

I shook my head, there was no possible way. "My sister was murdered by that evil king. We didn't get to see her body. She wasn't even given a proper burial. Do you have any idea the grief my parents had to go through just from that?" The name Cara had come up quite frequently since my arrival at the castle. It always carried an air of mystery and secrecy. It gave me questions that I'd never dared to ask but it seemed everything was unraveling now. Isabelle never spoke about her. But Isabelle hardly ever spoke about anything that wasn’t the rumors being spread in the castle. My lips trembled and my mouth felt heavy with the question I always wanted to ask whenever her name was brought up but again, I couldn't bring myself to. "He led her on. Made her a token mate and I convinced her she'd belong to him eventually. She went crazy from her obsession. A condition he forced upon her. And when the consequences came, he killed her. Disposed of her so he could move on to the next woman. T

I held him tightly like my life depended on it and maybe it really did. He'd done something nobody else had ever done for me.His tense body softened in my arms and I let the tears slip out of my eyes and soak through his shirt. But the moment only lasted for a moment. He pulled away, and his withdrawal caused a harsh stabbing pain in my chest. "Where's Richard" his hard voice grated on my ears. I tried to meet his eyes but he looked away."By the carriage" I mumbled in a small voice. His fingers wrapped around my wrists like style bands and then he pulled me along.Richard stood by the carriage, a solemn look on his face. "You had only one fucking instruction" his loud voice thundered. Fear flickered in Richard's eyes but his position remained firm."I failed" he mumbled in a small voice."You fucking did you..." he marched towards him but I grabbed him again. "Richard let me go because I asked him to. It is my fault"His jaw clenched and unclenched as he stared at me."Get into

Firm fingers picked out the branches that had stuck to my hair. I met myself relax against his exposed body, too tired to move or think for myself. His chest shook with a rumble and I craned my neck to look at his face. "Are you still upset?” I asked in a breathy voice, my throat still feeling dry and raw from all the screaming I’d been doing earlier. I flushed thinking of how far my screams must have reached. We weren’t alone in the forest and someone must have definitely heard it. Even though they wouldn’t come close because of the king, the thought that they knew made my cheeks flame with embarrassment. “I’m not angry” King Leonidas voice drew my attention back to him as he answered my question from earlier. “You were” his chest rumbled again, in protest this time. “Did you stop to think about what could have happened if those two had decided that taking your life was much more important than saving theirs?” I thought about his words and considered how reckless I’d been

"H-How was that possible? How could she do something like that?" I choked out, the disbelief washing over me like water. He scoffed. "I let my guard down one time and she took advantage of it" "But what could she have gained from it""Her mark was supposed to make me become obsessed with her until the point where I had no choice but to mark her" "D-did you?" He scoffed. "Never. The pull came but I'm no slave to unwanted desires. I'd cast her out of the castle and pack by then but she lurked around. What she didn't count on was being affected by the one way mark. It drove her crazy until she took her own life""It wasn't your fault" I mumbled, feeling sorry that I'd insinuated that when he had been a victim himself. I dragged my palm over my face, feeling restless. The truth was that, even if I wouldn't end up like them, we still couldn't be together. I was a liar and he...I stared at him. "Why didn't you mark her?" "I told you already" he said curtly, emptying the drink down his

I tried to push at his chest but he didn’t budge, staring down at me with an unreadable gaze. “Nothing” I answered with a huff but his eyes told me he didn’t believe. “Why do you think I have anything to do with it? He was fine when we left” “Because I know Christopher and convulsing while blood seeps out from his ears and mouth only happens when he says something he shouldn’t have” “So what? It could have been someone else. What does it have to do with me?” My heart was thumping in my chest even as I tried to convince him. Christopher had mentioned there would be repercussions for telling me anything about the future. Could it be what was happening right now? “You’ve been awfully close with him lately” “Are you insinuating something?” He stared at me, debating his answer and then he pulled away. “No. Christopher is bad news” “You say that about everybody” “You’re wrong. I only say it when I mean it. You shouldn’t be speaking to him. Or listening to whatever shit he has to