Chapter 265 – The Luna Trials Novel by Marissa Gilbert

Filed To Story: The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert

Kyle was nervous. He hadn’t seen Evelyn for two whole weeks since Zara and Lachlan’s pompous wedding in the capital, where he had proposed to the woman of his dreams for the second time, and she laughed into his face. Again. He closed his eyes, remembering the pain that pierced his chest at her second rejection.

Hopefully, the third time was a charm.

He knew she was the only one for him, but Evelyn refused to believe that for some reason.

She was older, and his boyish nature didn’t help him convince her that he was the man for her. Or maybe there was something else to it all.

He was sure that she did feel the same. They had a connection, not every mated couple had. They clicked together perfectly despite being polar opposites.

Her eyes told him she reciprocated his feelings each time their gazes locked. The delicate blush on her cheeks was giving her away too. Evelyn snarled when some she-wolves wanted to dance with him at the wedding. And when they made love, it was evident that their bond wasn’t just physical.

All the signs were there, but she kept denying them, insisting they were simply a product of his imagination.

He watched her when Zara went down the aisle in her beautiful white gown with feathers, and when she and Lachlan said their vows to each other, Kyle noticed his beloved tearing up. However, it was not the sweet adoration everyone else experienced at that beautiful moment of two souls uniting into one. What he read on Evelyn’s face was… regret. And it only made him want to hug her tight and tell her they had this too. They had what Zara and Lachlan had and what Savannah and Kai had. They had love, passion, and loyalty. She had his complete trust, and he wasn’t going anywhere. All she had to do was to let him in. Not physically this time. Mentally.

That being said, her constant rejections were bringing him down. Doubts were eating his heart and soul from the inside. What if he misread her, after all? What if she wanted all that but not with him? He would never want to f*orc*e her into anything. Kyle only wished to make her happy.

Evelyn never shared why she couldn’t trust him, but he knew there was a story there, and he would get it out of her one way or another.

“Almost there.” Ash was absentmindedly clenching the folder in his hands, his knuckles turning white from the pressure. He had a problem of his own to solve today. That wedding didn’t go well for him either. Petra’s father was obstructing him from getting his Luna, which turned into an even bigger mess over time.

The first time Alpha of the Blue Forest pack refused to talk to Ash. The second time, at the very same wedding where everyone was happy except for the two new friends, Alpha Biernat laughed at Ash’s face, calling him a “westerner” as if it was an insult, and then added that he wouldn’t talk to him without a formal introduction. Queen Savannah had to step in and fix this little problem for Ash, making the introduction. Which was awkward, considering they had met before. Still, the moment she left them to perform her queenly duties, Petra’s father demanded a written request from Ash, explaining why he wanted Petra as his Luna and a marriage contract proposal attached, with a hefty sum as a gift for the pack. When Ash brought him the papers, they were turned down because no Northern AND Western Lycan Kings stamps were on them. So, they had to fix this too.

Kyle accompanied Ash each time in the hope of seeing Evelyn again. He couldn’t f*orc*e their meetings, and she left the capital together with Petra. So, there was no other way to meet her because she stopped responding to his calls and messages.

“We are not giving up this time,” Ash told him, although it looked like he was talking to himself.

“No, we are not,” Kyle agreed, playing with the ring box in his pocket.

“He wouldn’t come up with something new, right?” the werewolf glanced at him.

“Of course he would,” Kyle smirked. “But we will be ready this time.”

They tried to predict everything else Petra’s father could throw at Ash, knowing that whatever he was doing, he was doing it on purpose.

The lycan and the werewolf needed this motivational talk. However, none of them was ever going to admit it.

Adventures started the moment they arrived at the pack’s border. Their car and the ones that followed after were denied entrance by the Blue Forest warriors, saying they needed the correct permits.

“Oh, really?” Kai sneered and handed a paper to the werewolf that looked like the one in charge. They anticipated all that, and he had already asked Savvy for help once again. “This should solve our little problem. It grants us entrance and an audience with an Alpha of any northern pack when we require this. Queen’s orders.”

“Unless your Alpha objects, of course,” Ash commented dryly. “Then we will pass the Queen how he feels about her commands.”

That worked perfectly; they were allowed inside the pack in less than a minute.

The Alpha’s House was easy to find as it was the biggest mansion in the area. Ash smiled when he saw flowerbeds with pink freesias surrounding the ma*s*sive building. There was no doubt who they bloomed for.

The Beta met them at the doors, welcoming the two men inside the spacious house. A grand staircase was in the middle of the rich wooden hall, and they heard quick footsteps from the top floor.

“Ash!” Petra beamed as she ran down the stairs in a flowing pale pink dress, her hair unruly as she probably did not expect any guests today.

Kyle’s heart skipped a beat when he noticed his Lyn following the other woman slowly. There was so much grace in her that she could easily pass for a werecat. Their eyes locked, and his throat bobbed with how emotional the moment felt.

Evelyn’s eyes glistened momentarily when she saw him, and he hoped it was because she missed him. Kyle begged both the Moon Goddess and Fenrir for it to be true.

Meanwhile, Petra almost made it to Ash when her father caught her wrist halfway and turned her around, eventually bringing her back to the bottom of the stairs.

“Not so fast!” he grunted, and the smile dropped from his daughter’s face.

“Daddy,” she looked at him reproachfully, furrowing her pink eyebrows, but he ignored her.

“Later,” the Alpha brushed his daughter off, turning back to their guests. “Gentlemen, to what do I owe the ple@sure?”

“My intentions still haven’t changed since the last time we spoke, Alpha,” Ash met his future father-in-law’s gaze. “I came to claim my mate and my Luna.”

“I a*s*sume you prepared the documents?” Alpha Biernat frowned, shooting a quick glance at the folder.

“Of course. Everything is ready as you asked,” Ash confirmed. “And more. Just in case.”

“Finally prepared!” the older Alpha huffed a laugh. “Well, before we waste time on all this, I must warn you that there is quite a line of suitors for my Petra.”

“I am well aware,” Ash nodded, suppressing an angry growl.

“Good. Great. Then you don’t mind fighting them to prove–”

“I am ready to fight whoever it takes to get my mate. As long as Petra is willing, I will not give up on her. So, bring your line of Alphas, please. I would like to deal with them as soon as possible. I went to fight for Petra before I knew who she was to me, and I am not leaving her now.” Ash finished his speech, staring straight at his mate’s father without blinking, their Alpha auras clashing.

Everyone around them got quiet, and Kyle exchanged concerned glances with Evelyn. This would either be a breakthrough or the end.

A resounding laugh brought them back to reality. Alpha Biernat threw his head back, letting himself shake with rumbling laughter.

“Maybe we can still make something out of you, boy!” the man grunted, placing his hand on Ash’s shoulder. “Imagine my disappointment when my girl who was raised to become a Queen was mated to just an Alpha. And not even a northerner. Such a disgrace–”

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