The Wolf King's Luna novel Chapter 30

CATHERINE.

"What can you tell me about the Wolf Queen?"

I notice her freeze at the question. Just for a moment before she continues working.

"The Wolf Queen? What about her?" she asks nonchalantly.

"I know you are the one that told Damon about the myth-"

"Legend," she corrects as she turns to me with a tray carrying three plates laden with porridge. "The legend of the Wolf Queen and King are very real."

"Okay. Can you tell me more about them?" I ask.

"Sure. After you take these plates to Damon. And Melissa. You should also stay there, and get to know your mate better. Once you are done, we can talk as much as you want and ask any questions. Okay?" she instructs as she hands me the tray.

"Okay." 

I turn to leave but then remembering something, I turn back.

"Um. Where is the study?" I ask shyly.

Diana laughs before answering.

"Up the stairs, to the same landing of your room but you go down the corridor. Last door there."

"Thank you."

As I follow her instructions, I begin crafting the questions I want to ask her.

When was the first record of the wolf king and queen?

How many times did they meet?

Did they ever leave their substitute mates for each other?

What happened to their substitute mates?

What about those that don't want them to meet? Do their descendants still exist?

On and on it went. The more I thought of the questions, the more they arose.

Eventually, I arrived at the door to the study and I knocked.

"Come in," I hear a muffled reply.

Pushing the door open, I see Damon, Melissa, and Ryder, all gathered around the desk.

"Sorry to interrupt," I say as I walk in. "Your mother told me to bring you dinner and eat here with you. I didn't know you would be here Ryder. I will go get you a plate," I say as I set down the tray.

"No!" he exclaims as he gets up. "No need. I will go get it myself. Thank you."

He hurries out of the study, leaving just the three of us alone.

"Hi," I say to them.

"Did you have a good rest?"

"Yeah, thank you. I am sorry I fell asleep on you."

"No, need for that," Damon says as she pulls the tray towards him. "You needed the rest."

He serves me my plate first, then Melissa, and then his.

What a gentleman.

"I am ready to continue the questioning if you are," I say as I take a seat on the sofa and dig in.

I notice a blanket at the foot of it as well as an open cupboard, with clothes.

Damon's clothes.