Alpha King’s Lost Luna by Aubrey Pepper

Chapter 28 Three months

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A lump formed in my throat in response to Asher’s words. What did the Alpha King want to talk to me about?

I forced down my fear and simply nodded. “Yes, Your Majesty.”

I glanced down at Finnick, and my son nodded as well. He took my hand and then I led him over to the meeting area of the study. Finnick sat first, and then I took a seat to the right of him, closer to Asher. Even though I knew nothing bad would happen, I wanted to put myself in a place of protection just in case.

Moments later, a knock was heard at the doors.

“Come in,” Asher called out in a regal tone. The doors opened to reveal a pair of servants holding trays. They quickly hustled over to us, set the trays down on the large ebony coffee table, and then bowed respectfully at Asher.

“Do you require anything else at the moment, Your Majesty?” one of the se rvants, an older red-headed woman asked politely.

Asher shook his head. “Not at the moment. Leave us, please.”

“Yes, Your Majesty,” the pair replied in unison, and without another word, they crossed to the other side of the chamber and left.

Once the doors were closed, my eyes fell to the trays. They were laden with a beautifully painted teapot, a few cups, and two plates of cookies, some of which I recognized as Finnick’s favorites. Beside me, I heard my son’s stomach rumble. It was around lunchtime, so it wasn’t a surprise that he was hungry.

“Please, help yourself,” Asher addressed him directly. His tone was gentle, and he gave the boy a small smile.

I was surprised by the exchange. Had the pair spoken before this moment? Or was this their first time?

and then shook his head.

not hungry.”

let out an

and then

to me. “Are you refusing because your

all of my effort to keep from gasping. Heat spread to my cheeks, and my hands began to shake at my sides. How did he know I’d said

but no sound could escape. How could I explain myself?

and his cheeks flushed scarlet. He quickly looked away from

he whispered. “I’m…, I’m just not hungry right

so passed us by, and Asher spent the entirety of it watching Finnick until finally, he softened his gaze.

him to push the issue further, but was incredibly relieved

muscles in his arms flexed

want,” he began, and his tone grew far more serious than it’d been with Finnick. “It’s simple enough. I

“Yes, Your

Asher interjected, and after I nodded, he continued. “Your research and subsequent treatments must remain completely confidential. You will not be allowed

the king. I would be confined to prison for the rest of

appoint you to the position of Private Healer to

Majesty,”

in his seat and crossed his legs. “You will have three months to find the reason behind my illness. This should

paused as his words sank in.

Three months?

disease had a tendency to cause its victims to deteriorate at

stared right into my very soul, and a thought crossed my mind. He didn’t tell me what would