Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Lycan's Contract Luna: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Aviana’s POV Endure it, Aviana. You are not a murderer.The lash came down on my back, splitting the skin open. I squeezed my eyes shut. Clutching my fingers so tight it broke the skin in my palm. You are not a murderer.Another one landed before I could breathe through the first causing more blood to spill down my damages back.I am not a murderer. I screamed it inside my head trying to hold myself together and silence all their voices. I could hear it, I could feel their emotions and it was driving me crazy.Don’t you dare cry. I told myself that too. Don’t you dare give them that.My knees buckled against the rough stone floor of the punishment hall, the crowd made a sound of amusement at my pain. I could see their emotions as clear as daylight. They all wanted one thing and that was to see me dead and rotting. The hall sat at the lowest level of the palace, carved directly into the bedrock beneath the east wing, far enough underground that no sound ever reached the floors above

Third Person POV The girl was still breathing hard when Damian pulled out of her and reached for his slacks.He dressed without looking at her. Crossed to the window. Tapped a cigarette from the case on the sill and lit it, watching the city below… it was dark and quiet at this hour, his city, though most of his people had convinced themselves he was dead.He took a long slow drag.He didn’t know how much time had passed when her arms came around him from behind. She felt soft and warm but it didn’t move him one bit.“Come back to bed.” Her voice was low and sweet. “And if you aren’t tired yet I don’t mind taking care of you a little longer.” The silk of her robe slipped from one shoulder as she pressed her high breast closer to his back.“Get out.”She stilled.“Damian, I…”“I said get out.”A pause. Then … “But Damian. I love you.”He crossed to the side table without a word, opened the drawer, and pulled out a thick roll of cash. Held it out behind him without turning around.

Aviana's POV I had stopped counting days.What was the point? The days came and went the same way … dark, cold, the thin line of light under the door brightening and fading and brightening again. My body had stopped feeling much of anything since the betrayal. The bond’s absence was a dull permanent ache now, like a missing tooth your tongue kept finding. I had stopped expecting it to feel different.But I hadn’t stopped feeling her.That was the one thing that kept me present. The tiny flicker of life low in my stomach, so small still, so quiet … but there. Every morning I pressed both hands flat against my belly and checked and every morning she was still there and that was enough to make me open my eyes for another day.I don’t know how yet, I told her in the dark. But I am going to get you out of here.I meant it. I just didn’t know how to make it true.Then one evening, the guard brought the food … moldy bread, the usual, I ate it without looking … and when he left I heard it

Aviana's POV I stayed as still as possible, hiding my face in the crook of his neck as I heard the Lycan King walk casually past the festivities.But even though I wasn't looking, I heard the whispers as we walked.“Who's she?”“Isn't that the cursed mate?” “What is the King doing with a lowly thing like her?!”“How did such scum manage to ensnare the King's gaze?”I tried not to let their words get to me but it did. It seems years of constant abuse didn't make me tough as I’d like.Tears started to roll down my cheeks and my body started to shake, both from their insults and hunger.The Lycan King picked up on it, his steps faltering slightly before he picked up the pace.Soon, the harsh words and noise of the festivities faded, leaving blissful silence.“You can look up now,” he said softly, his voice like warm silk wrapping around my body. “There's no one here to hurt you.”Daring to believe him, I pulled away from his neck- which smelled amazing- and looked up.My mouth fell ope

Damian's POVI would like to think that not much fazes me as a man.Not the power that bubbled in my veins or the Council, or the greedy Alphas that served under me, foaming at the mouth to take over my position once given the slight opportunity.I used to pride myself on displaying a remarkable sense of self-control, but the moment I set my eyes on Aviana, it's like a young pup with no control over my emotions.I let my eyes stray to her face, asking more questions just to hear her speak and watch the defiant spark in her eyes.Contrary to what I told her, I didn't come here to search for a Luna, nor did I have the intention of claiming one so soon, but when I saw her tiny body struggling to climb over that fence, I just knew I had to help.And now that I was about to make a decision I couldn't take back, I wondered if I was doing the right thing.I schooled my facial expression into neutral, pushing through the thin curtain that separated me from the rest of the pack.The warm, happ