Filed To Story: The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert
“It doesn’t matter.” The woman cut her off without even so much as sparing her a glance. Savvy wanted to hit her, tell her how she felt, what she did to her.
“You ruined my life!” She let out a heavy sigh, clenching her fists. “You-”
“I did everything I could to help you,” Astrid interjected, whispering so that only Savannah could hear her. “The rest is in the hands of the Moon Goddess or whatever god you believe in.”
“What do you-” The Princess gasped, not following what was going on, but Bjorn was already walking back in their direction, eyeing them suspiciously.
“I am sorry about Kai,” Astrid added quickly. “Good luck to you, Savvy. You are going to need it.”
She then pushed her at the White Bear King as if she was nothing; the man caught his prize with a chuckle and pressed her tighter against his torso, enjoying his power over her. Savannah tried to look at Astrid, searching for any kind of emotions to decipher what she had just told her.
There were too many mixed messages, and it felt like she was losing her mind.
“So can I have it at last?” Astrid arched her brow and stretched her hand. A little velvet black bag was thrown on her palm, and she carefully opened it with her thin fingers, checking the insides. Then, she closed it back and nodded at Bjorn, acknowledging that the terms of their agreement were fulfilled from his side.
“Best of luck with … everything.” The woman nodded at Bjorn, but her eyes met Savvy’s stern glare. After which, she turned on her heel and tried to leave.
“Oh, by the way, Astrea,” The White Bear King rubbed the stubble on his chin, and she stopped, “tell Aeron that he has one happy client here. I will definitely require more services from you in the future.”
Emma drove a tall black car and stopped right in front of Astrid, or was it Astrea? The a*s*sa*s*sin opened the door and was almost done when she replied, “Only if you can afford it.”
The two girls were gone fast, and although Savvy hated them both with all her heart now, she felt like she was left alone with the enemy and the last pillar of support was gone. She didn’t see Petra anymore.
She refused to look at Bjorn, but it didn’t seem to bother him at all. He seemed happy with everything, and all she wanted was to wipe that smug smile off his face. She was ready to do anything to make that happen.
“Clean her up and prepare her for the ride!” The White Bear King pushed her at someone, and this time, feminine hands caught her.
“She doesn’t look too good,” Brigit said calmly and heard a growl in response from her leader, who wasn’t interested in all that.
“Yet the show must go on!” Bjorn chuckled.
Someone brought warm water, and Brigit washed Savannah’s face and then cleaned Zack’s blood off her hand. They didn’t speak. There was nothing to say between them, and Savvy felt relieved when the girl left. Only that she came back a few moments later with a blue hooded cape and threw it over the Princess’s hair.
A cape! Who would wear a cape in this day and age?! When Bjorn returned, Savannah tried to catch a breath, leaning over a tree. His gaze stud*ied her.
carefully, and he frowned slightly. She was too pale and did not look healthy. Yet, at the same time, she saw the excited glint in his eyes. What did he want from her now?
He stood beside her and tried to cup her chin, but she slapped his hand off.
“Just a few miles left from here to your new home,” he informed her dryly. “Our people will be greeting us.”
“This is not my home and those are not my people!” Savannah glared at him defiantly.
“Let’s agree to disagree,” the werebear smirked and took off his leather jacket, throwing it at one of his men
The princess’ l!ps parted in shock. Just what was he about to do? His t-shirt followed, revealing his large, toned upper body covered by scars.
However, when he started unbuckling his belt, she realized where this was going. “You are going to shift?” She wondered, eyes wide.
“Yes.” Bjorn’s pants fell to the ground, and he stepped out of them. She did not give him the satisfaction of a reaction and held his gaze with pride.
“Why the hell would you shift now when we are so close?” She demanded.
“Because we have to honour Northern traditions.” The werebear towered over her, and she swallowed the lump in her throat.
“Which one?” Savannah breathed out, holding the tree behind her not to fall down from exhaustion. It was her one and only support now.
“How else should one bring his bride and the future Queen if not on one’s back?” A laugh rumbled in Bjorn’s ch3st.
“And if I don’t agree?” She clenched her l!ps so tight that blood drained from them. “I am afraid I am not in the mood.”
“Then, as a good partner, I will help you!” The werebear nodded, and immediately a warrior arrived at his side with silver chains in his hands…
Lachlan sensed that something was off the moment they walked into the main corridor leading to the throne room. The guards he personally placed were all missing.
He gestured for Zara to be quiet and took her hand, leading her to one of the side passages. They barely managed to step in there when the smell of fire and the sound of laughter reached them.
“The Old North is dead!” The familiar voice of their enemy thundered in their ears. Zara clenched her teeth and almost ran to attack the bears, yet Lachlan caught her in time and held her in place, covering her mouth,
She struggled against him. They both realized pretty quickly what was going on.
“There are too many of them!” The Beta whispered and felt the werebird’s tears on the hand that was covering her l!ps. “You will only get us K*lled.”
Too. You will only get us K*lled too. This was what he was saying.
Failure. Zara felt like a failure. She should have been patrolling the sky today. Maybe she could have noticed the movements on the ground and warned her friend. Instead, she indulged herself and forgot about everything. And this was the result.
The sounds of laughter were gone, and the smoke started to fill the space around them. “Come on!” Lachlan intertwined their fingers and pulled her behind him.
They entered the room where their two best friends were supposed to unite today and froze, seeing the dead bod*ies surrounded by flames and broken glasses with spilled wine. Zack was right in the center, his heart not too far away.
Zara let out a sound resembling a whimper as she ran to Riannon and her husband. Neither of them was breathing.
Her liberator was pregnant! What kind of monster does this to a pregnant woman?! Zara still remembered how that woman made them fight for their freedom, how she reminded them of their worth. Seeing her lifeless on the floor in her golden dress was heartbreaking.
Lachlan didn’t move. All he could do was stare at his friend. His King. His brother.
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