The Luna Trials by Marissa Gilbert

21. Break A Leg

A splitting headache turned every movement into pure torture as Savannah desperately struggled to open her heavy eyelids. She couldn’t figure out what was going on for a while until the recollection of the accident formed in her mind.

She fell down, rolling, slipping, and hitting rocks, dry, sharp twigs and other debris on her way down. She tried her best to grasp onto something, but the hill was too steep, and everything was happening too fast. The Princess couldn’t see much thanks to the helmet, but if she was honest, this was probably what helped her stay alive.

One thing was for sure. The fall was over, and she was now half-sitting, goddess knew

where.

Every bone and muscle in her body ached, bringing temporary agony. Her lycan accelerated healing was already kicking in, but it would still take her a few good minutes to simply come to her senses. The worst thing was that one of her feet felt as if it was broken, and this one injury would probably take a while to heal and get back to normal.

She saw two large palms moving in front of her and felt someone removing her helmet. Savvy instantly hoped it was Kai, thanking the Moon Goddess for keeping him safe. However, she

tensed when she met the gaze of just one blue eye and noticed white hair sparkling in the moonlight. This time at least, he was adequately dressed-black pants, boots and an aviator jacket made of rough leather and black fur. A modern pirate, no less.

The familiar stranger carefully took the helmet off, supporting her head, and scanning her with his eye. The other was covered with a black eye patch with some kind of northern pattern.

“You!” Savvy breathed out, and a vague smile curved his lips.

“Me,” the werebear shifter confirmed and stretched his hand to her neck, making her shudder uncomfortably. “You are bleeding,” he stated calmly as if it wasn’t an extraordinary situation.

“Yeah, it happens sometimes when you fall down a cliff!” Savvy lifted her chin up defiantly. “And you are just passing by, of course.”

“No,” he chuckled and still touched her skin, causing stinging sensations. “I arranged all this.”

His bluntness made her part her lips, and he liked the effect he made on her. At least she respected him for not pretending he had nothing to do with it.

“So, this is an assassination attempt then?” she clenched her lips tightly and looked around in search of Kai, sadly realising she was the only one to fall down the slope. Nonetheless, it was probably for the best, meaning that the King of The North must be in a much better state than she was.

“No,” the bear started to unzip her jacket, and despite her protests, he overpowered her with ease and pulled it off her shoulders as carefully as he could, shocking her even more with his gentleness. “I just wanted to create a distraction so we could talk. Who knows when the next time will be that you can get out of the castle, Savannah?”

She gulped involuntarily. He knew who she was! This couldn’t mean anything good.

“Relax, Princess,” he coaxed, his healthy eye glowing red. “If I wanted to kill you, you’d already be dead, and I wouldn’t be tending to your wounds either.”

“Is that what you are doing?” she shot him a wary glance.

“Of course. Though if Fionlagh dies, I wouldn’t mind. But that’s unlikely. Someone like him will never die in a battle!”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Savvy narrowed her eyes suspiciously. That didn’t sound like just a random set of words.

“Maybe one day you will find out,” he retorted as he sneered and brushed his palm over her bare arm, checking for injuries and leaning in closely so that his hot breath was now burning her skin.

“I think I am fine! Thanks!” she exclaimed, trying to distance herself, despite the lack of space she had to move. Images of their last encounter, where he quickly overpowered her flashed before her eyes. The white werebear was very strong. So strong that to have a chance against him, she would have to let out what was inside of her. No matter the situation, her inner beast had to be her last resort.

“Does this look fine to you?” he asked, raising one of her legs so she could see her foot turned out at an unnatural angle. It also hurt like hell.

“I will heal,” Savvy insisted, pressing her lips. She did not like being vulnerable at all.

“You will be in agony for quite some time,” he explained patiently, undoing the straps of her sandals. “Terrible choice of shoes for the North by the way.”

“Where is Kai?” She was slightly fed up with the small talk. He had just admitted that he arranged this attack, causing her to fall. There was no way he was getting away with acting like her saviour right now.

His eye glinted dangerously, and in the next moment, he tore the fabric of her jeans to gain better access to her foot, yet the predatory look he gave her made her squirm.

advised, sliding his palm up her

bones back in place. Excruciating pain overtook her as she simultaneously

her against the ground, maintaining a

her healing speed up and khew that, thanks to the corrected position of the bones, it would be mere minutes until

Kai?” she repeated her question, still panting slightly, and saw

one

the girl insisted, trying not to

“that

to remove his hands from her.

was the one to fall and

“But to what do I owe the honour of you not wanting

didn’t know who

of us. Why don’t you introduce yourself

am.”

her admitted readily. “I watched the show after all. Rewound it a few

She could hear faint sounds of a fight, which meant that he was alive at least. He was also too far from her at the moment. She

other one better” He smirked slightly when her attention was entirely back on him. “The Truthteller, was

all this would lead them. “My leg is fine now. Would you let go

look fine to me yet.” He caressed her again, and now she knew he was simply playing with

glinting in the depth of the woods. He wasn’t alone, although even if he was, it would be more than enough

bear decided to change the subject. “I would assume you would

don’t hate him?” Savannah tried to seem

finally took his hands off her. “I have eyes everywhere. You were watched today, and the two of you looked like you

up, but the healing wasn’t complete yet, and she stumbled. However, the bear did not let her fall, catching

reaction? A date?” She knew he was testing her, so she managed to stay calm, simultaneously controlling herself and her wolf. Savannah knew too little to make any

one girl in the Trials fighting for Kai Fionlagh. Each

reason, Savannah?” He tried to take her chin

that is a rude question, considering you still haven’t introduced yourself, yet you have already

Bjorn, and I am at your full service, Princess.” He bowed and took her hand into his, brushing his lips over her delicate fingers, as if he was a gentleman and not one of the white bear rebels endangering all the lycans. Savannah was surprised he really had not tried to kill her or at least kidnap her to terrorise Gideon. That would undoubtedly be

her

taunted, an innocent

dared to attack him. How many more were hiding nearby, biding their time? The metallic taste of the werewolves’ blood was still on his tongue. Werewolves, not lycans. From their scent, they weren’t local. Considering who he was dealing with, he knew scents weren’t something he could

moment, none of this bothered

out of his selfish desires. He shouldn’t have done it. If he hadn’t, Savannah would now be in the safety of her bedroom, sleeping peacefully, but he got greedy. He wanted her to see the real him. He wanted to have her all to himself for once. He wanted her to

had miscalculated. It was his mistake, and Savannah

the last few seconds before he was attacked. Kai didn’t even get

wolf was sure that Savannah was alive, and that knowledge gave him the strength not to lose it here and now. However, his wolf was enraged. Raw fury filled him to the brim, and his wolf instincts overtook him. He had to

sharp teeth. Without wasting time, Asgard went for the main artery in its neck, tearing it off and spitting it out on the ground with the rest of his flesh. At the same time, he managed to S***h an eye with his talons. Just to ensure that this bear would be distracted while he was dealing

also much slower. He had to take them out first. He dug his claws in the enemy’s fur while his canines closed in a death grip around the bear’s throat, ripping off his head. He

disposed of the other werewolf with one sharp bite, sending him to meet Fenrir’s justice. The last one came at him, desperate for a win yet unable to get to anything vital in Asgard’s body. With a mighty twist, the lycan grasped his smaller opponent with his teeth, pulled him off his feet and slammed the bastard to the ground, crushing

gushing down its neck where the first werebear had a piece missing from their first encounter.

down in one huge strike. The bear fell to the ground, twitching

was as good as dead. considering how much blood he was losing.

eyes in the darkness and knew he had just seconds before the next batch

They weren’t of interest to him. Considering they were attacking him in small groups, it was obvious they had only one purpose today. To stall

be here soon. However, he was not going to

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absolutely impossible, and Savvy knew that. The smirk on Bjorn’s face indicated he understood the level of the effect his scent was producing on