Chapter 27
Lucian.
“We need to broaden our resources, Compared to last month, our reserves have dwindled. The gap may seem slight now, but if we continue on this path, it will only widen, and we’ll find ourselves in a far more precarious situation.”
I drum my fingers rhythmically on the table, my gaze fixed on nothing in particular as my mind spirals, clouded with consuming and agonizing thoughts
And they all circle back to one person Elara
I’s been a month since she left the pack. A month since everything began to spiral downward at an alarming pace.
“Our resources aren’t the only concern; we also need to address the
The
voice speaking fades into the background as my mind drifts again.
The first problem began when I lost contact with Theron. No matter what I did, I couldn’t reach him. It wasn’t that he’s locked away–no, this was intentional. He had gone dormant, retreating into the depths of my consciousness.
It all started on the day I decided to reject Elara. Theron had been against it from the very beginning, refusing to let her go. He was inexplicably attached to her, and when the bond was severed that day. I felt it–a dull weakening loss of my strength.
even my mate. I’m an Alpha–strong, resilient—
Theron had grown fragile, almost.. broken from the rejection. I couldn’t understand it. She wasn’t es so how could letting her go have weakened me!
The second problem….
“And also, the Luna.“The elder who is speaking hesitates, his voice faltering slightly before he averts his gaze. “The new Luna doesn’t seem capable of handling her responsibilities. I am sorry to say this, Alpha, but there have been numerous mistakes, and a significant amount of resources appear to be missing due to her incompetence.” He finishes with his head bowed in subenission, awaiting my response.
I don’t reply. Instead. I tilt my head slightly, my fingers drumming steadily against the table. The room grows deathly silent, the air thick with Tension as every eye shifts nervously
“So” a booming voice cuts through the silence, cold and authoritative, “are you accusing the new Luna of corruption?”
I don’t need to turn to see who it is. That voice belongs to none other than Victor. Flara and Liora’s father.
“N–no, of course not the elder stammers, his composure breaking.“1 am merely pointing out the mistakes I’ve observed–nothing more…”
His vuce trails off, but Victor interrupts sharply, his tone ice–cold as his glare pins the elder in place
“Elder Ethan,” Victor begins, his voice firm, “I suggest you tread carefully with your words, Accusing the Luna in this manner is a crime–one punishable by death. Your accusations not only insult her but stain her name before the court. Consider this your only warning”
The Fool
room plunges into a tense
into a tense silence, broken only by Exlar’s nervous gulp as he visibly shrinks under Victor’s state.
A slow, mocking smirk tugs at the corner of my lips as I lean back, watching the scene unfold with detached amusement. This man, Victor–the same man who now defends his precious daughter Liora with such fervor—is the one who discarded Elara without hesitation, deeming her unworthy of his name or care. How utterly pathetic
“1-1_” Ethan stammers, his voice weak as he struggles to recover from the verbal lashing, but I’ve already tuned him out. M My gaze drifts away, my thoughts slipping into a haze. The ridiculous charade unfolding before me holds no interest anymore. It’s just noise–pointless and insignificant
Elara. I need to get her back soon, or everything will be exposed, Soon enough, everyone will discover the truth–that I can’t access my wolf. What kind of Alpha loses his connection to his wolf? If they find out, I’ll lose not just control but the respect of the entire pack.
My thoughts are interrupted by a sudden warmth seeping through my shirt. My eyes snap open, darkening with fury as they land on the trembling maid who has just spilled tea on me.
The room falls deathly silent, tension thick in the air. All attention shifts to me as the noise draws everyone’s attention The maid drops to the floor with a loud thud, bowing her head so low it nearly touches the ground, her body shaking like a leaf in a storm.
“P–please forgive me, Your Majesty. Please spare me. The drumming of my fingers stops as I narrow my eyes, trying to contain my anger and control the voice in my head.
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Chapter 27
Kall her kill her for the disrespect.
Isn’t Theron speaking. It’s something else something far darker that’s been in my head for the past few weeks, driving me insane, whispering things, wanting me to lose control.
1 slam my hand on the desk, and my eyes change color for a split second–red. All I can see is red.
“Meeting adjourned. We’ll
- d. We’ll pick up where we left off.” I hass under my breath and walk past the maid, leaving the elders behind.
I need some fresh air. I need to be alone.
“Why didn’t you kill her? You could have killed her for spilling tea on you. Did you see that mocking smirk Go back and kill her.” The voice whispers in my head, slamming me back with a force so strong I almost lose my footing
“Enough! Get out of my head!” I pause, staggering and holding my head in agony as I try to stop it–the voices, the whispers. What the hell is going
“Lucian, Lucian. Are you okay! You don’t look fine. Drink this.” A female voice snaps me out of it and I open my eyes slowly. For a moment, I see Elara’s worried expression as she bands me a glass of water.
That sinile. I missed it so much. Almost instantly, the voices stop. I take her hand, pulling her into my embrace. The glass falls from her hand, shattering on the floor.
“Elara, I-
“Lucian, why are you calling me Elara?” A high–pitched voice snaps me out of my daze. I freeze, and almost like an illusion bring lifted, I lean back to see Liora glaring at me…
“Lucian, why the hell would you call me Elara? And look at the water I brought you. It fell to the ground…”
1 stare for a moment, but my eyes turn cold as I step away from Liora
At that moment, I realize something I need to get Elara back, by any means necessary. And I’m going to do it, no matter who stands in my way.
