The Luna Trials by Marissa Gilbert

“Princess Elene asks you not to be late,” a maid handed them a golden envelope and disappeared even before any of them had a chance to respond.

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“She is in such a rush!” Kyle rolled his eyes. Zara handed Savvy the letter and she opened it without delay. Her lips curled into a smirk when she read the contents of the message. “What is it?” Kyle was impatient.

“Nothing much,” Savannah opened the secret compartment of her make-up box and hid the letter there. “Elene really wants us to get to the ball on time. She was even kind enough to give me strict directions on where to go.”

“That’s… unexpectedly nice of her,” Zara checked the time and looked at Savvy reassuringly.

“If only her instructions didn’t lead me to an inventory room at the back of the castle,” the lycan princess snorted. She couldn’t believe that this woman hated her enough to go into this much trouble.

Little did they know that her photographic memory would never let her get lost in this place. All thanks to one very handsome gardener…

“B**ch,” Zara swore under her breath but quickly regained her composure. “Anyway, shall we? Now we just have to come early!”

“I like the way you think,” Kyle winked, offering them both his hands, which they gladly accepted.

In less than a few minutes, they were already standing at the doors leading to the main ballroom. Elene was greeting the guests, wearing a sparkling golden dress. She was in the middle of ridiculing a girl who had the misfortune to arrive in a purple dress. Unfortunately for her, the purple ink wasn’t used in the invitation. Hence, the colour was considered inappropriate today.

“The North always respected wits before everything,” she sneered. “We cannot have a queen who doesn’t know the simplest of rules.”

She clearly wanted to say something else, but that was when her eyes landed on Savannah. Elene recognised her at once. She clenched her lips not to give away her displeasure. But it was obvious nevertheless.

The girl in purple had already left, using her chance to escape. And Savvy left her companions to enter separately, as the contenders were obliged to.

“Savannah Stormhold?” Elene pretended that she did not care much. “I am not mistaken, right?”

“Not this time,” Savvy gave her the most charming smile.

“What do you mean? I’d never…” she started talking but cut herself off in the middle of it, realising what the westerner meant. She was talking about the instructions she sent to her room to try and get rid of her quickly.

“Don’t worry about it,” Savannah leaned forward and whispered to her ear. “I appreciated the gesture and I will return it when I can.”

Not waiting for a reply, she entered the ballroom.

The space was filled with guests in masks and she tried to observe them discreetly. The ball was only supposed to start when the king arrives and the contenders are introduced. So, she

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still had time to do whatever she needed to do.

Masks were covering the faces but no one here was able to hide their scents. Savvy tried to remember them now, since that would be valuable information for later.

sipping champagne in the corner when the doors on the opposite side of

believe this. That was definitely the scent of the gardener. This scent was more evident and intense for her than any other in this room even if

simple gardener would be invited to a grand party like that.

saw the tips of their heads in the crowd but by the way people were greeting them it was clear that they

to the group said in a voice laced with

she heard two girls who stood not far from

that it’s his scent. It’s the

who was who. Locals seemed comfortable at the ball. The masks for them were just a fun outfit

Kai and his most trusted men then it meant that she kissed one of them! It couldn’t get any worse than that and Savvy sucked in a deep breath

why. Simply because she saw him in dirty

definitely wasn’t her brightest moment and she cursed

Moreover, he went with it. So did she pretending to be

answer for that was too obvious… He knew who she was from the very beginning.

with his friends? Or even worse – was

was it king

wanted her here. Was it another part of their plan to get rid of her? Would they now use it to blackmail her so that she would be

flute so hard that it crumbled in her hand to pieces, drawing blood. But

dress. She needed answers and she

something that she locked inside of her years ago was urging her to let

from afar for a few seconds but when some brunette in a red dress slid her arm over “the gardener’s” bicep, she made up

marched in their direction and placed her hand on his shoulder, squeezing it with

as if she was in full control of the situation. “I

this daring in this situation. Too bad for him. “Who do you

guy in a black mask with a blonde beard stated. And it was

the musicians as she felt Athena

them an Alpha order which she almost never

about to protest but the gardener raised

from his shoulder and kissed it gently, sending shivers all over her body. But she had to snap out of it.

the guests, which meant that she was someone important. And of a much higher rank than he initially thought. He

was

who he was? Judging by the look in her eyes she was angry with him. And rightfully so. He was the king of the Northern Kingdom and she probably thought

accords sounded, music filling the room in an instant. Their eyes locked

curled into a smile. She was clever since she wanted to do this with music on. This

she growled at him. A woman never growled

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her eyes He hated the mask that was covering her pretty face but at least her

for him.

who you were, I would have kept as far away from you as possible,” he told her but, of course, it didn’t help his case

bitterly, “are you seriously going to