Chapter 219 – The Luna Trials Novel by Marissa Gilbert

Filed To Story: The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert

“Wintergreen,” his mate commented, remarking on his scent. He closed his eye because, at that moment, he chose to trust her, he chose to love her unconditionally, he chose to give her everything that he had.

Something cold and metallic pressed against the skin on the other side of his neck, and for a moment, he thought it was the bracelet he put on her. He would take this bracelet off her tonight before he would take her for the first time..

“I hate wintergreen,” Savannah hissed in his ear, and it took him a few seconds to realise what he was hearing. “Almost as much as I hate you, Darius!”

A sharp pain made him open his eye again, and he saw his warriors jumping on their feet. It took time for him to process what was happening, but soon he realised that some kind of a dagger pierced him to the hilt. Savannah’s fingers unclenched, and he recognized that hilt. It belonged to Joran.

A divine weapon…

His men were lost, not knowing what to do, but at the same time, the quests he’d welcomed into his house today because of Savannah started turning into wolves one by one and forming a protective line in front of the stairs.

Because of Savannah..

Did Joran betray him? Or did Savvy manage to steal the dagger while he wasn’t watching?

Bjorn managed to turn his head through the pain and saw that the Serpent was as shocked as he was. At the same time, his second-in-command pounced at Savannah from the other side of the table, but his mate was ready. She grabbed the dagger she put into him and got it out in one swift move, making blood splutter from the wound. Then she stabbed his man, his brother in arm, right in the eye, ending him quickly.

Bjorn couldn’t speak; he felt blood filling his throat, at the same time, trying to stick his fingers into the wound on his neck to prevent blood loss. It hurt so much .. but it wasn’t physical pain that bothered him the most now.

In a way, she ripped out his heart too..

The divine weapon was out, and regeneration kicked in, cells restoring themselves as quickly as they could.

Not quick enough because Savannah was already using the dagger to break the bracelet that wouldn’t allow her to shift. He let out a gurgling noise, knowing now what she was about to do, what her plan was.

“You are not leaving this place!” he warned her, hoping that it would stop her. If she did stop, he would forgive her. He would take her away from all this mess and hide her until he knew what to do with her, how to fix this.

Another one of his warriors attacked her from behind, but the bracelet was already off, and she snapped his neck with her bare hands. Savannah was a f0rce of nature, awakened and furious, destroying everything in her way.

She was smart. He had to give it to her. She managed to go around his invincibility and destroyed the divine bracelet that suppressed her with a different divine weapon.

Bjorn stared at Joran, who was sitting in one of the chairs as an honoured quest and sipped his wine, observing the show calmly. Their eyes locked for a second, and the White Bear King knew that if he wanted the god’s help, he would have to offer him something else in return. But he had already bargained for more than he could afford. Besides, he could deal with her on his own terms. He just needed more time. A few more minutes, and it would be safe enough to move.

“Seize her!” He commanded the nearby bears. “K*ll the rest!”

The wolves charged at his men, and he knew that those mutts had no chance, considering the difference in numbers and how much werewolves lacked strength when compared to white bears. It was so stupid, to begin with, that they planned something like this. They all were as good as dead.

Savannah was fighting one of the biggest bears in the room. Luckily, it was the last of the ones who sat at Bjorn’s table. She still had to finish him off, but someone was constantly blocking her path.

“Savvy, watch out!” She heard Petra scream and point somewhere behind her back. She managed to dodge a sneaky attack from yet another white bear at the last moment and knew that it was time.

This would be the last time she shifted into her third form, the royal Lycan form. Kai was teaching her how to control it, but she was still too far from being successful at it. After all, they hadn’t had enough time.

Ash was still in his human form, trying to think of what to do next. Savvy noticed that he was holding Petra’s hand, covering her with his body from any possible attack While his men tried to keep everyone away from them.

“Princess!” He shouted at Savannah, “Time to go!”

“Just give me a second,” she replied, and looked at Bjorn again.

It had been mere minutes since she attacked him, it the blood almost stop dripping through his fingers. bit more time and he would be fully healed. Her efforts would go to waste.

This couldn’t be happening!

“Give up now, and I will forgive you!” he promised in a weak voice. His strength was coming back to him slowly. He was lucky she didn’t reach his heart. Probably because of their size difference. If she had managed to pierce his most vital organ, it would have been so much worse.

“No, thanks!” A smirk formed on her l!ps and for a moment, she looked at him with some kind of pity. He hated it, but it hurt him even more when that pity was replaced by pure hate. “You K*lled the man I love and my family! How delusional are you to think that we could have had anything after that?!”

“‘Savvy-” Bjorn looked quickly around and noticed that those sparkling twins were standing right next to them and filming the whole thing on a phone. A phone!

What is this? A live? There was a reason why live broadcasts were never allowed at any royal events. This was exactly the reason. How would he ever spin this situation now?

It didn’t matter! He’d lost today’s battle! Savannah clearly prepared for this better than he did. All in the course of a day.

“They’re dead either way!” He snapped. “What difference does any of this make? I was offering you a home! I was offering you a future!”

“After taking the home and future I already had!”

There were tears in Savannah’s voice. She was still hurting.

“It had to be done” the bear replied in a dark tone. “it has always been like this! The survival of the fittest!”

“I know,” his mate sneered at him. “and this is why I am surviving now! You owe me a few lives, Bjorn. And a castle.”

---