Chapter 214 – The Luna Trials Novel by Marissa Gilbert

Filed To Story: The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert

My mate is going to mark me today, no matter whether I want it or not!”

He froze, holding her tight in his hands. Did he mishear it? Did she… did she just call him her mate?

For a few seconds, he couldn’t form words, watching the image of the two of them in that mirror. She was so tiny in comparison. He could crush her if he wasn’t careful.

And she was all his. All of her. His mate, his woman, his future Queen.

“You are angry,” he did not tease her this time, just drew circles with his fingers on the place where his mark would go very, very soon.

He wanted to give her something she would like, something that would help him to melt the ice, and he knew that he hadn’t done it yet. She was a princess by birth and wouldn’t simply fall for things like jewellery and gowns. It was a given she had to have the best things, so those weren’t going to earn him points.

“Don’t ask me questions you don’t like to hear the answers to,” Savvy avoided his gaze, but she didn’t take her words back. She called him her mate as if she accepted it, and although he knew better than to push it, he wanted to show her what it meant to him. What she meant to him.

“If you are not ready,” he heard himself saying, and their eyes locked, “we can postpone the marking.”

Savannah’s mouth opened slightly in surprise. He was shocked himself, because just a few minutes ago, he wanted to move the ceremony to a few hours sooner than it was scheduled. Now he was offering her to cancel it because of that one word she said.

“You’re not serious!” Naturally, she did not believe him. He couldn’t blame her for it, of course. He did not give her any reason to trust him yet.

Yet.

“Savannah,” he pressed himself tighter to her body, trying to soak in her warmness and that delicious scent of bluebells that her skin radiated. “If you are still not ready today, we will push it to a later date. I promise. I would, of course, prefer to mark you and start our life together today, but I understand that you’ve been the one making sacrifices during the whole time we’ve known each other. And it’s not fair. So, I want to level the playing field. If you don’t want our marking ceremony to be today, it’s fine. We can do it another day.”

“Haven’t you announced it already?” his mate quirked her brow up, searching for his reaction.

“l have,” he nodded slowly, cupping her chin and tracing her l!ps with his thumb, enjoying their softness.

But I will tell them that you don’t feel well. nobody will dare to question me.”

“Are you sure?” she taunted, and his bear roared inside, begging him to claim her now.

“l’m sure,” he stood his ground. “We will be celebrating our victory tonight in the main hall. If you come and join me, we will have our marking ceremony there and then, but if you decide that it’s too early and you need time, stay in your room. My warriors will guard you.”

“Bjorn-” she looked as if she was considering his offer and wanted to ask something else when he slammed his l!ps over hers, finally getting a proper taste of his mate. His tongue roamed inside of her mouth, letting her know whom she belonged to now. For a moment, it seemed like she wanted to pull away, but he held the back of her head, holding her closer.

A m0an escaped her, or was it a whimper? He did not care, because the tingles were erupting through his whole body, and he hadn’t felt that in so long. There were times when he thought he would always be alone.

However, now he had her, and the future did not seem so grim anymore. Not when she was a part of it.

He broke the k!ss when he realised he would take her and mark her here and now if he didn’t stop, destroying the little progress he had achieved.

“Darius,” he said when he tore his l!ps off her, and she blinked. “I want you to call me Darius, not Bjorn.

He traced his index finger over her now-swollen l!ps, proud of the fact that he was the cause of this.

“l am Bjorn for everyone else,” he smiled at her sincerely for the first time ever. “For you, I am just Darius, Savvy.”

She nodded silently, lost for words.

When she was finally about to say something else, he stopped her again.

“Don’t respond now,” he leaned lower and placed a small peck on her nose. She wasn’t flinching away from him anymore, and he took it as a good sign. He was on the right path. “I will wait for you tonight, but either way, whatever you decide, it’s fine with me. If you appear at the event, we’ll mark each other tonight. If you don’t, it’ll just happen later, and I will see you after midnight.”

This time he k!ssed her forehead softly and stormed out of the room, leaving her stunned.

Savannah waited for him to leave and listened to the sound of his receding footsteps.

This was a new development, for sure. She took the nearest dress and tore a decorative piece of fabric from it to wipe her l!ps.

She had to think of how to play her cards right and decided to go on a stroll with her guards to check if the map she saw yesterday was correct. No one stopped her, and she simply wandered the halls in her blue dress, watching how everyone was preparing for the celebration.

After a while, she stopped in the gallery with tall, large windows, looking out of one and seeing the inner square off Bjorn’s castle. There, another surprise awaited. Two huge black cars were being checked by security.

She was contemplating why they were doing such a thorough search when she heard two men not far from her snorting.

“‘So, is that the compet*ition for Petra?” one of them was eyeing the guests below.

“I think these are sent by her father,” another spoke.

“l heard he is quite rich and she is his favourite child. He would pay a lot to get her back.”

“Wasn’t he selling her to the lycan in the first place?” the first one scoffed.

“Yeah, but I guess white bears aren’t the buyers that he dreamt of!”

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