The Luna Trials by Marissa Gilbert

9. Bost For Last

Savvy looked at him in shock, and his grasp on her became tighter. Elene cleared her throat again, bringing them both out of their daze.

“Kai!” She hissed. “We need to go. Now! Everyone is watching.”

“Right,” he conceded, finally letting her go. Savannah straightened her dress, and the realisation of how they might look dawned on her, also considering most people present were aware that he was their king. Not to mention that she was about to become unmasked as

well.

“Excuse me,” Kai took her hand and bowed to kiss it, however, she snatched it back before his lips could touch it. A soft growl left his chest, and she wondered what he was thinking. His level of deception was really beyond anything she could comprehend, and all that she wanted at this moment was to slap him. Then slap him again. And more, if it were possible.

But, of course, she couldn’t. Too many eyes, too many witnesses. At least he helped her finalise a decision she had been pondering.

There was no way she was leaving humiliated. She would make him and his mean sister regret the day they decided to do this to her. She would win the stupid Luna Trials and get those wishes from her “groom-to-be”. Then she would get her alliance and reject him, making it impossible to hold it against her, her brother, or her kingdom in any way.

“You are excused, Your Majesty.” She filled her words with as much venom as she could muster and turned on her heels to walk toward what looked like a queue of women.

“Please, over here.” A girl in a black dress and a mask gestured for her to stand toward the back. Savannah recognised Elene’s assistant. “I am sorry, you have the last turn …”

“That’s fine.” Savvy cut her off with the sweetest smile she contained in her arsenal. “In the West, we save the best for last.”

She was fuming, and even Athena was unsettled inside her.

“Are you okay?” Kyle mind-linked her. She knew he had seen everything and was probably wondering what was going on. They had known each other since they were kids, and he could sense when she was troubled.

“Peachy,” she replied sarcastically. “I am going all in. You and Zara need to find out everything you can about every single contender. So, keep your eyes open now that they will be revealed.”

“Fine,” he said quietly and closed the link, knowing it was better not to contradict her when she was in such a state.

“Together again,” a girl next to her remarked as she smiled brightly. Savannah looked at her in an effort to recognise her. “It’s Astrid,” the girl whispered. “I’m placed in the room next to yours.”

“Oh, right!” Savvy chuckled. “You are another lucky contender.” “At least I am in good company,” Astrid replied, giggling, but then, the sound of a loud bell

interrupted them. They watched as Elene froze like a statue of some ancient queen at the top of a staircase leading to a throne which was now taken because King Kai was sitting in it and staring at her with his piercing blue eyes.

Savannah pretended not to notice and stood behind Astrid, hidden from his gaze.

“Ladies and gentlemen!” For once, Elene’s voice sounded truly sweet, as if she loved the people gathered before her, not the contenders, of course, but the northerners present in the hall. “It’s time to begin! The Luna Trials are about to start, and you are present during an historical event which will lead to the appointment of the new Luna of The North!”

They all cheered loudly, and Savvy could decipher one phrase voiced all around her, by Fenrir‘s will. She almost forgot that the northerners often preferred the wolf warrior god to the Moon Goddess, who was worshipped more in the West. Of course, she was respected everywhere, but it was considered that Fenrir was the patron of these lands.

The photographers and cameramen stood between Elene and the contenders, filming everything from different angles.

“Our first contender!” The princess made a gesture, and a familiar brunette in a red dress came up to the bottom of the stairs and curtsied as if this were the Middle Ages.

Savvy rolled her eyes. For some reason, she remembered how that woman was touching Kai moments before she snatched him away and that memory was particularly unpleasant. Nevertheless, she quickly brushed it to the farthest corner of her mind, where Athena then obliterated it. This was war, with no strings attached.

Elene commanded, as she turned to her brother, who was sitting on a throne behind her. A

was in a museum, and no one in their right mind would be sitting on that old thing anyway. She liked the

a barely well-trimmed stubble. It was something she had missed during their dance because she was mad at him. She hated to admit it, but

example by removing her mask, and so did all the northerners in

Show-offs.

Luna of the North can’t be an ordinary woman.” Elene was working the cameras with her dazzling smile, giving them the show of their lives. “She must be

the education system in the north was different from the west, and they would start quizzing

chin with a facial expression full of self-importance. “I want you to solve a riddle. Each contender will

turned to see who could be so disrespectful. Astrid quickly stood in front of

starting to grow on

thing that is lighter than what it is made of and more

furrowed her eyebrows. What was this? Year 1 of primary

had to use all her inner

the way she looked at her, as if she already won and this was all just a formality. Consequently, all the other

to go

daughter of the North!” Elene announced although it was apparent that everyone here knew who the woman was. “Our

woman stepped forward, wearing a navy dress with rhinestones that sparkled as if she was

that Elene was now making, was that it didn’t appear to be Brigit’s turn.

poor soul quickly gave

… something. She was

was going to

“Only one colour, but not one size. Stuck

the she-bear would

she couldn’t solve the riddle, she would be eliminated. She wouldn’t even get to take her mask off.

but they weren’t from the same pack nor

option,

a bear and bears weren’t liked much in the North because of the

with a slight smirk on her lips answered, “Shadow.” “Someone came prepared!” Kyle pointed out. “I wish it was us!” Savvy

“Our second contender! Bridgit Borg, daughter of Alpha Borg of the White Claw

Savannah’s suspicions. There was no applause this time, but

was a werewolf and not a lycan. By the way they behaved, it

Celia, an edgy-looking lycaness with short wavy hair, and Inga, a blonde with two long braids to her front, both looked ready to defend their future Luna’s honour and even stood at either side of Penelope yet

successful. Sawy wondered who she was until she heard the words, “Autumn Bern, the fox Alpha’s

Ruby

in the war, they

Elene their answers, as Savvy got

and looked at yet another woman taking off her mask. She had long wavy hair that was dark at the top and was gradually turning into bright red by

old flock, one who could be problematic

next name put Savvy into a state of

her asylum in her territory when Savannah was running away from her traitor mate. If Zack had managed to capture her then, her life would have had a whole different outcome. She had reached the werecats’ territory, and Naya was the first person she met. Their acquaintance was short but

the bloodiest battle of their

glance at Kyle. “I had no idea,” he shrugged. “I’ll try to find out why we