The Alpha King And His Chosen Luna novel Chapter 164

The moming after

(Calus)

I woke before her

The room stopped me before I’d fully sat up.

The window was gone, not cracked, gone, glass across the floor in pieces. Two chairs had shifted several feet from where they’d been. A shelf had come clean off the wall, everything on it scattered across the floor. Burn marks darkened the stone around the hearth and the fire was still burning as if it had always been there

The mirror above the mantle was in two clean pieces.

Cracks ran across the ceiling.

I lay still and felt the bond.

Complete. Nothing straining in it, nothing reaching..

Vorak was quiet.

Not the restless quiet of restraint. The quiet of something finished.

Isla stirred beside me.

She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling and then at me and something in her face was different from yesterday and every day before that.

“Good morning,” I said.

She looked at the window that wasn’t there anymore. Then at the shelf on the floor. Then at the burn marks around the hearth.

“Caius,” she said.

“Yes,” I said.

“What happened to the room?”

I looked at the ceiling cracks. “Vorak and Vaela.”

She sat up and looked around properly. The chairs. The mirror. The glass. The cracks running across the ceiling.

“They did all of this?” she said.

“Apparently,” I said

She turned back to me with a look I hadn’t seen from her before.

“I’m proud of them,” she said, laughing. Then she shifted slightly and her expression changed. “Hopefully!

can still walk

Hooked at her

“Can you?” I asked.

“Ask me again in a minute, she said.

She looked at the ceiling for a long moment. Then back at me.

“We’re going to need a new window,” she said.

“Yes,” I said.

“And a mirror.”

“Yes”

“And that shelf needs to go back up.”

“Also yes.

She looked at the burn marks around the hearth. “Is the fire still going?”

“Yes,” I said. “It hasn’t stopped since last night.”

She stared at it for a moment. “Without wood.”

“Without wood,” I said.

She looked at me.

The bond completed. The rest was a consequence.”

She laughed once, the kind that came without warning. It moved through the bond between us and settled into the completed version of it, warm and certain.

She looked at me after a moment.

“The High Council,” she said. “Now that we’ve mated. What does that change?”

I looked at the ceiling cracks for a second before looking back at her.

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“Everything they were coming to pressure us about is already done,” I said. “The mark. The mating. The bond is complete. There’s nothing left for them to use as leverage.”

“So Sorin has no argument,” she said.

“He still has opinions,” I said. “He’ll always have opinions. But his position was that the unmarked bond created instability. That argument is gone.”

“And Halvon?”

“Halvon wanted uncertainty,” I said. “There isn’t any left,”

She was quiet for a moment looking at the room around her

“So they’re coming to a conversation that’s already been decided,” she said.

“Yes” I said. “The same way Caden said they were arriving too late

She almost smiled at that

“Good,” she said.

She looked around the room again then back at me.

I reached through the mind link and sent word to one of the household staff to come to the corridor and wait. Then to Zeron to arrange someone for the furniture and the window.

I looked at her

“Can you walk yet?” I asked.

She shifted slightly and made a face that answered before she did

“Shower,” I said. “I’ll help.”

She looked at me.

“You’re offering to shower with me,” she said.

“I’m offering to make sure you don’t fall,” I said.

“That’s the same thing.”

“It is,” I said.

She looked at me for another moment and then she didn’t argue, which told me everything I needed to know about how her legs were doing.

I got up and helped her to the bathroom and when the staff knocked at the corridor I called out that they could begin on the room.

When we stepped back into the bedroom, the difference was immediate.

The broken glass was gone.

The shattered mirror had been removed, the empty space above the mantle looking strangely bare. Fresh sheets covered the bed, and someone had swept away every trace of what had happened during the night except for the missing window, now covered with heavy canvas to keep the morning air out.

A young servant bowed the moment he saw us.

“Your Majesties,” he said. “The glazier has already been sent for. The replacement should be finished before sunset.”

I nodded once.

“Thank y

you

He bowed again before quietly leaving the room

Isla looked around and smiled.

They work quickly

They’ve had plenty of practice repairing things after Vorak.”

She laughed

“I’m starting to think Vorak has a reputation.”

“He does.”

“For destroying rooms?”

“For keeping the builders around the pack house busy.”

She laughed again.

“I almost feel sorry for them.”

“I don’t.”

“You don’t?”

“They’ll complain while they work, then tell the story for years afterward.”

She smiled and slipped her hand into mine.

“What now?”

“Breakfast.”

“I was hoping you’d say that.”

“You’ll need it.”

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