Chapter 132 – The Luna Trials Novel by Marissa Gilbert

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Savannah knew about this tradition thanks to the History contest. The First Snow was very important in the North. It was a special holiday that took its roots in the old days. When the Harvest was done, and Winter was starting, the northerners celebrated the end of the working season. Sacrifices were made to Fenrir to ask him for mercy during the following harsh months when hunting was more difficult. However, the most important a*s*sociation was that it often was the beginning of their wedding season. Couples were proclaiming their love for each other and getting married. It was considered good luck for a couple in love to greet the first snow together.

Since then, a lot has changed, of course. Nevertheless, the importance of the First Snow stayed. For a second there, Savvy got caught up with the romance of it all and found herself trying to see if any snowflakes were falling from the sky. How stupid was that?

She shivered, and the handsome man embracing her immediately turned her to face him.

“Are you cold?” He asked, and she nodded without saying a word. “Maybe it will be best to get back?” Their eyes locked, and for a few seconds, they just looked at each other, only stars illuminating them in the darkest hour of the night. Kai’s eyes glowed blue as Asgard tried to fight for control. Savannah s*cked in a breath, her eyes shining with golden light as Athena attempted to do the same.

“Wolves,” Kai muttered sarcastically, bringing himself closer to her. “Stupid wolves,” she agreed, her lips gently touching his.

“It’s unhealthy to fight them,” he slid his hand into her hair, pulling her towards himself so that there wasn’t an inch between them.

“Agreed,” she let herself be enveloped in his warmth and passion. He tried to be gentle at first, holding himself back as his lips covered hers. But with each stroke of their tongues against each other, his grip on her was getting tighter. Savvy found herself breathing heavily as she grasped his hair in the heat of the moment. She tugged it, making him growl, and he started to devour her possessively, greedily, as if she was the last drop of water and he had been wandering through a desert for years.

“We need to stop,” she mumbled, her breathing ragged, her eyes held no conviction in following through her words.:

“Yeah,” Kai agreed, k*issing her neck and removing his jacket off her shoulders for more access. They were both mad, and neither of them was going to fight it.

“Savannah,” he snarled into her mouth and claimed it again, getting a much-desired M0@n from her this time.

She wanted to claw his t-shirt off him, and he did not seem to mind. But the nearby sound of a loud howl stopped them. Savvy wanted to continue, but Kai got tense, pressing her closer and covering her mouth with his finger for a moment.’

“Sh*t,” he swore under his breath. “Savvy, we need to go.” She wasn’t an j***t and knew that if he told her that, then it was serious. “It’s not one of your men, is it?” She asked him bluntly as they rushed to the bike.

“I don’t think so,” Kai admitted. “I don’t want to push my luck while you are with me. We’d better get back.”

“I can fight,” she told him dryly, putting the helmet back on. “I know,” he smiled, doing the same. “But I don’t want you to have to fight.”

They drove off quickly and were speeding over the road they used to come here. The howls were getting closer and closer, and Savannah could swear she heard a couple of roars too. This wasn’t good. At least they were together.

Right about the time that thought crossed her mind, a huge brown wolf jumped out of the bushes, knocking them both off the motorbike.

Savvy rolled over her head and found herself falling down a steep hill. Down, down, down … Until darkness stole.

A splitting headache turned every movement into pure t*ortur*e as Savannah desperately struggled to open her heavy eyelids. She couldn’t figure out what was going on for a while until the recollection of the accident formed in her mind.

She fell down, rolling, slipping, and hitting rocks, dry, sharp twigs and other debris on her way down. She tried her best to grasp onto something, but the hill was too steep, and everything was happening too fast. The Princess couldn’t see much thanks to the helmet, but if she was honest, this was probably what helped her stay alive.

One thing was for sure. The fall was over, and she was now half-sitting, goddess knew where.

Every bone and muscle in her body ached, bringing temporary agony. Her lycan accelerated healing was already kicking in, but it would still take her a few good minutes to simply come to her senses. The worst thing was that one of her feet

felt as if it was broken, and this one injury would probably take a while to heal and get back to normal. She saw two large palms moving in front of her and felt someone removing her helmet. Savvy instantly hoped it was Kai, thanking the Moon Goddess for keeping him safe. However, shetensed when she met the gaze of just one blue eye and noticed white hair sparkling in the moonlight. This time at least, he was adequately dressed-black pants, boots and an aviator jacket made of rough leather and black fur. A modern pirate, no less.

The familiar stranger carefully took the helmet off, supporting her head, and scanning her with his eye. The other was covered with a black eye patch with some kind of northern pattern.

“You!” Savvy breathed out, and a vague smile curved his lips.

“Me,” the werebear shifter confirmed and stretched his hand to her neck, making her shudder uncomfortably. “You are bleeding,” he stated calmly as if it wasn’t an extraordinary situation.

“Yeah, it happens sometimes when you fall down a cliff!” Savvy lifted her chin up defiantly. “And you are just passing by, of course.”

“No,” he chuckled and still touched her skin, causing stinging sensations. “I arranged all this.”

His bluntness made her part her lips, and he liked the effect he made on her. At least she respected him for not pretending he had nothing to do with it.

“So, this is an a*s*sa*s*sination attempt then?” she clenched her lips tightly and looked around in search of Kai, sadly realizing she was the only one to fall down the slope. Nonetheless, it was probably for the best, meaning that the King of The North must be in a much better state than she was.

“No,” the bear started to unzip her jacket, and despite her protests, he overpowered her with ease and pulled it off her shoulders as carefully as he could, shocking her even more with his gentleness. “I just wanted to create a distraction so we could talk. Who knows when the next time will be that you can get out of the castle, Savannah?”

She gulped involuntarily. He knew who she was! This couldn’t mean anything good.

“Relax, Princess,” he coaxed, his healthy eye glowing red. “If I wanted to K*ll you, you’d already be dead, and I wouldn’t be tending to your wounds either.”

“Is that what you are doing?” she shot him a wary glance.

“Of course. Though if Fionlagh d*ies, I wouldn’t mind. But that’s unlikely. Someone like him will never d*ie in a battle!”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Savvy narrowed her eyes suspiciously. That didn’t sound like just a random set of words.

“Maybe one day you will find out,” he retorted as he sneered and brushed his palm over her bare arm, checking for injuries and leaning in closely so that his hot breath was now burning her skin.

“I think I am fine! Thanks!” she exclaimed, trying to distance herself, despite the lack of space she had to move. Images of their last encounter, where he quickly overpowered her flashed before her eyes. The white werebear was very strong. So strong that to have a chance against him, she would have to let out what was inside of her. No matter the situation, her inner beast had to be her last resort.

“Does this look fine to you?” he asked, raising one of her legs so she could see her foot turned out at an unnatural angle. It also hurt like hell.

“I will heal,” Savvy insisted, pressing her lips. She did not like being vulnerable at all.

“You will be in agony for quite some time,” he explained patiently, undoing the straps of her sandals. “Terrible choice of shoes for the North by the way.”

“Where is Kai?” She was slightly fed up with the small talk. He had just admitted that he arranged this attack, causing her to fall. There was no way he was getting away with acting like her saviour right now.

His eye glinted dangerously, and in the next moment, he tore the fabric of her jeans to gain better access to her foot, yet the predatory look he gave her made her squirm.

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