Semua Bab Rebirth and Revenge:Lycan King’s Feisty Luna: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Eileen’s pov “Eyes down,” the maid said again, for the third time since she’d laced me into the gown. “Whatever you do, Miss Hayden, keep them down.”“You’ve said that already.”“I’ll say it until we reach the doors, if that’s what it takes.” She fastened the final clasp at my throat, gold-trimmed black settling over me like something built to be admired and feared in equal measure. “You’ve never needed reminding before today. I don’t like that I have to remind you now.”I studied myself in the mirror one final time, this stranger’s face still wrong in every detail, and felt something harden in my chest that had nothing to do with fear.I had already died once tonight. Whatever waited beyond those doors would have to work considerably harder to frighten me twice.“Let’s go,” I said.The corridor outside stretched longer than any hallway had a right to be, lined with staff who bowed their heads as I passed, not in respect, I realized, but in practiced avoidance, the same way people lo

Eileen’s pov “Sit,” Alaric said, nodding toward the chair by the hearth, though his eyes never left me as he crossed to bar the door behind us.“I don’t take orders well.”“Then consider it a request from a man who just watched his wife go pale over another alpha’s mistress.” He shrugged out of his ceremonial cloak, tossing it over a chair, and the muscle in his jaw hadn’t relaxed since the feasting hall. “Sit, Eileen. Please.”I sat, if only because my legs had started shaking and I didn’t trust them to hold me standing much longer.He didn’t take the other chair. He knelt instead, close enough that I could feel the heat still radiating off him, gold banked low in his eyes like embers refusing to fully die.“Tell me about the chain,” he said.“I already told you it troubled me.”“That’s not the same as telling me why.” His voice stayed even, but something sharper moved behind it now. “Lady Renata mentioned a peacock tonight. Said you’d been bitten as a child, chasing it around your

Eileen’s pov “You’re mistaken,” I said, and even as it left my mouth I could hear how thin it sounded.Selena laughed once, short and satisfied. “Am I.”“You don’t know what you think you know.”“I know a woman who’s lied to me twice in one conversation when I asked her simple questions.” She tapped one finger against the pendant at my collarbone, and the cold of it went straight through my chest. “Enjoy your morning, Luna. We’ll speak again soon.”She walked off, and the two women by the hearth watched her go without a word.I made it three steps before Wren caught my elbow and hauled me sideways into an alcove.“Say it plain,” she said. “What did she mean.”“She said Eileen helped her take a pendant off a girl’s body.” My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. “I need to see her old room. Tonight.”“That’s a foolish thing to ask for, the morning after your wedding.”“Wren, I’m not asking permission. I’ll go with you or without you.”She studied me, and something in her face shifted, less cau

Eileen’s pov The guard didn’t wait to see if we followed. He turned and ran back the way he’d come, and Alaric’s hand closed around my wrist, pulling me into a pace that left no room for questions. “Stay behind me,” he said. “Alaric, what’s happening.” “I don’t know yet. That’s what worries me.” The west corridor came into view ahead, torches burning low, servants pressed back against the stone, several with their hands over their mouths. The air changed the closer we got, thick and wrong, copper on the back of my tongue before I understood why. “Get back,” Alaric said, pushing me behind him with one arm. I looked past his shoulder anyway. Three guards lay sprawled near the storage room door, none of them moving, claw marks raked deep into the stone above their heads. “Rogue wolf,” one surviving guard said, voice shaking, pointing toward the shadows pooled at the far end. “Came out of nowhere. Still in there.” Alaric’s whole body went rigid, gold flaring violent. “

Eileen’s pov Wren found me in the small library off the east wing, still dressed in the gown from the corridor, and the look on her face told me she already knew about the wolf before I said a single word about it. “You’re not hurt,” she said, more statement than question, her eyes sweeping over me anyway to confirm it herself. “I’m fine. Alaric took the worst of it.” My hands still hadn’t fully stopped shaking, faint tremors running through my fingers that I kept curling into fists to hide. “The whole palace is already talking about it. They’re saying you healed him with your bare hands. They’re saying Selena saw the whole thing happen.” “She did. And before she left, she told me she finally understood how to make me use it until there’s nothing left of me at all.” Wren’s face went bloodless, the color draining out of her the way water drains from a cracked basin. “Then we’ve run out of time to be careful about any of this.” “I know.” I pressed my palms flat against the