The Alpha's Borrowed Luna (Abigail Hayes) novel Chapter 134

I had spent the night with Frost–not in his bed, but on a small cot he’d arranged in his spare room. When I woke, the scent of fresh coffee drew me to his kitchen, where I found him cooking breakfast. moved to help him, falling into an easy rhythm as we

prepared the meal together.

‘I could get used to this,” he commented as I set the table, the domesticity of the scene both comforting and bittersweet.

“I just wanted to keep busy.” I paused, hope rising again. “So… you got it?”

“Of course,” From his pocket, he produced a small bag containing several silver–blonde hairs.

“Wow… that was fast.” I reached for the bag instinctively.

“You can’t touch it though.” He pulled it away gently.

“You are good at this.” I couldn’t help but admire his efficiency.

“When are we going for the test?” He placed the bag carefully on the table.

“Could we go now… I mean, if it’s okay with you?” I barely dared to breathe, afraid he’d say we should wait.

“Yes, the healer is waiting; I had to speak to her personally.”

“Of course I am ready now; let’s go.” I abandoned breakfast, all thought of food forgotten in my urgency.

The healers‘ wing was quiet this early in the morning. Frost led me to a private room where an older woman in white robes waited, her expression carefully neutral when she saw us.

Without preamble, Frost handed her the bag of Kaius’s hair. She accepted it with a nod, placing it in a sealed container before

turning to me.

“We need your sample too, Luna,” she said. “Your oral fluid would be preferable.”

I followed her instructions, providing the sample she needed. My hands trembled slightly, the enormity of what we were doing hitting me fully.

“So when do we get the results?” I asked as she sealed my sample.

“Twenty–four hours.”

“Oh. Can’t we receive the results earlier than that?” The thought of waiting even a day seemed unbearable.

“Usually it takes weeks; twenty–four hours is as quick as it gets,” she replied firmly.

As we left the healers‘ wing, Frost’s hand found mine, squeezing gently in reassurance. “Whatever the results, we’ll face it together.”

I nodded, unable to speak past the lump in my throat. In twenty–four hours, I would know the truth–either Ka making our love forbidden by the most fundamental of laws, or… he wasn’t, and I had lost him for nothing.

Either way, nothing would ever be the same again.

s my brother,

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Chapter 133

Four hours had passed since we’d left the healer’s wing. Four endless excruciating hours of trying not to think about what might happen in twenty more. I paced Frost’s apartment, checking the clock on his wall for what felt like the hundredth time.

“Is it twenty–four hours yet?” I asked, flopping onto his sofa.

Frost looked up from the book he was attempting to read. “There is ill twenty hours to go.”

I drummed my fingers against the armrest, stood, walked to the window, then turned back. “Hey… what about now?”

“It is still twenty hours to go, maybe minus twenty seconds. Elowen, you have to calm down.” His voice remained patient, though ! could see the slight tension in his jaw.

“Calm down? How do you expect me to calm down?” I snapped, then immediately regretted it. “You know what? I’m sorry… I know I could get very irritating, but these four hours feel like a whole day already.”

He set his book aside, watching me with those steady ice–blue eyes. “Maybe because we are practically sitting down and waiting for twenty–four hours to pass by.”