Filed To Story: The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert
The cold metal made Savannah shiver, and she looked at the ancient bracelet on her wrist.
“It’s just temporary,” Bjorn a*s*sured her. “Until I can fully trust you.”
“At this rate, it’s going to take a while,” the Princess hissed, realising that the silver bracelet with a familiar northern pattern on it was enchanted to drain strength from her and prevent her from shifting. This was something she had not anticipated, and she glared at the man who swore that he was her new mate. Mates were not supposed to be like this. She knew it when Zack betrayed her, and she knew it now after everything she had experienced with Kai. Maybe the moon goddess never wanted them to be together, but in her heart, Fionnlagh was the one and only mate in her whole life.
He gave her what she craved the most. He made her feel safe, wanted, heard, respected .. His death did not change her heart. She would love that man forever.
“Just think about the positive. I’m letting go of that girl you like,” he had the audacity to smile at her, and if she could do it now, she would rip his heart out just as she did with her first fake mate.
“Only if her father pays you more than others!”
Savannah pursed her l!ps, reminding him that he wasn’t really generous, and he looked at her as if she had done something absolutely adorable. She loathed the way his eye traced every feature on her face and wanted to get away, but he caught her from the back and wrapped his arms around her tightly, not letting her leave.
“The things you do to me, Savannah Stormhold!” He buried his face into her hair, inhaling her scent and not wishing to let go. She was so close, she smelled so nice.
This woman finally belonged to him, and he couldn’t wait to savour her.
“Let me go,” she said coldly, and he froze from the iciness in her tone. He’d angered her again when he knew he had been walking on thin ice with her already.
“l am so sorry” he whispered into her ear, brushing his l!ps over her earlobe gently, wishing to fix everything fast. He didn’t know how long he would be able to hold himself back. “I know this is far from ideal, but it’s just for now. Savvy, after I mark you, the bond will snap in its place, and you will see.”
His fingers trailed over her collarbone, and she flinched. One of his claws elongated, and Bjorn grazed it over the skin on her marking spot, which caused fear to ripple through her whole body. Werebear marks were different from werewolves and lycans. If a bear bit someone, even in half-transformation, it would be safe to say that the bitten person would have his or her bones crushed and flesh torn because it was harder for bears to control their jaw strength once they tasted blood.
Especially the white bears, who were known as the strongest and fiercest of any other.
So, instead of biting, they left their mark with claws on the same spot every other species used for claiming their mates, Three deep cuts that would turn bright red on a true mate and black on a chosen one.
If he pressed just a bit harder, he would find out that she wasn’t his mate, and she couldn’t have him finding out now. She was not ready. Nothing was prepared yet.
“You say you’re sorry, but these are just words!” She tried to distract him, and surprisingly, it worked as Bjorn finally let her go, scratching the back of his head instead.
He wasn’t good at this courting thing. He never got how it worked.
“Savvy, it may not seem like it, but everything I do, I do for you, too.” He placed his large, calloused palms on her shoulders and turned her gently to face him. “These hard days will soon be over, I will be King, and you will be my Queen. Both the West and the North will belong to you. I know that you will never forget what I did, the relatives of yours I took, but with time you will understand that it was a war and I had no choice. I will give you pups to fill that void. So many that you will forget about anything else. We will make you happy. Not now, but one day it will happen. Mark my words.”
“Still, these are just words!” Savannah said reproachfully and walked away towards the desk, scanning it quickly as she approached in search of something useful. Anything to make listening to this delusional cr.ap worthwhile.
“Tell me what I can do to fix this,” Bjorn stepped closer but kept his distance this time, trying to pretend that he respected her personal space. It almost made her laugh, but she had a role to play, so she suppressed it.
“Tell me something I don’t know about you,”‘ she taunted, locking eyes with him. “No, better yet – tell me something that no one knows.” She wanted to avoid the repet*ition of all of the sad events in his past that she didn’t care about. She needed something useful this time.
But he stayed quiet, and she chuckled bitterly, trying to make him feel even more guilty than he already did.
“Never mind,” she said and strolled towards the door, “I will see myself out. I can at least walk back to my room, can’t 1?”
“Savvy!” Bjorn’s voice was more like a plea at this point, but she was already prepared to leave.
“Please don’t follow me” the Princess cut him off.”
You clearly want a trophy wife and not a mate. I am not in the mood for all this.”
Her hand was already on the door handle when she heard him, “I’ve been blessed by a God.”
The words made her halt on the spot, clutching the metal of the doorknob so hard she was afraid that she might r!p it off.
“ls that a joke?” she asked without facing him. It was madness! He must be mad!
“No, it’s not” he a*s*sured her. “Moreover, this is my biggest secret, and I haven’t told anyone about it. You’re the first person with whom I’ve shared it.”
Savannah’s head was buzzing with thoughts. Now that she thought about it, it made sense. In fact, it made so much sense that she couldn’t believe she hadn’t thought of it before. His strength was beyond everything she had seen before. She thought that it wasn’t normal, but she had never suspected divine intervention.
First, however, she wished to ensure it was true, so she said, “You’re lying.”
Bjorn’s eye flashed for a second as she angled her head at him with one of her brows raised in a challenge.
He exhaled loudly through his nostrils but didn’t do anything else.
“Why would 1? I’ve proven it to you many times. A regular werebear wouldn’t be able to defeat a royal lycan with ease, don’t you agree? Not to mention that you already know a person who has been blessed by a goddess – your sister-in-law.” Nothing on his face made it seem like he was lying, and Savannah felt like he was sincere. “So, it’s not like this is unbelievable.”
“What God?” Surely, it wasn’t the Moon Goddess this time.
“It doesn’t matter,” Bjorn shook his head. “He’s one of the old ones, but he chose me as his champion, and I have not fail him once.”
“What is your power?” Savannah knew that he had to have something. Riannon was reborn back in the past and now had the ability to see the future either in her dreams or with the help of her wolf talking to the Moon Goddess. The blessing of the gods meant special abilities.
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