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.

sliding his palm up her calf

frustrated, but the werebear twisted her broken foot to set her bones back

pressed her against the ground,

that, thanks to the corrected position of the bones, it would be mere

slightly,

He raised his brow while one of his hands drew

me,” the girl insisted, trying not

me you like,” the man gritted his teeth, “that prick,” he spat out, not even

tried to remove his hands from her. As if to prove a point, he didn’t

and not you. This,” he offered as he gestured his arms

to hide her agitation. “But to what do I owe the honour of you not wanting me to

didn’t know who you

you introduce yourself

am.”

watched the show after all.

fight, which meant that he was alive at least. He was also too far from her at the moment. She regretted that they couldn’t stay and faced the battle together. Now he was on his own up there, and she

other one better” He smirked slightly when her attention was

would I know?” Savvy shrugged, starting to fear where all this would lead them. “My leg is fine now. Would you let go of

caressed her again, and now she knew he was simply playing with her. For

dark behind them and saw a few pairs of eyes dangerously glinting in the depth of the woods. He wasn’t alone,

change the subject. “I would assume you would be the one to hate him the most because

him?”

snapped and finally took his hands off her. “I have eyes everywhere. You were watched today, and

did not let her fall, catching her in time. Catching a glimpse of his facial expression,

and this is your 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 conclusions or decisions at this moment. Luckily, she was brought up as a royal and knew how to play the game

“there is hardly one girl in the Trials fighting for Kai Fionlagh. Each contender

your reason, Savannah?” He tried to take her chin into his hand, but

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

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 an easy way

these thoughts left her when a wave of a slightly familiar scent coated the two of them, tickling her nostrils and unsettling Athena in her mind. She

Princess?” he taunted, an innocent smirk curling his

time? The metallic taste of the werewolves’ blood was still on his tongue. Werewolves, not lycans. From their scent, they weren’t local. Considering

moment, none of this bothered

time in his life, Kai was afraid. Tenacious primal fear cordoned off his body and soul. He thought he had forgotten what fear felt like years ago, but here it was, ever-present and stronger than ever before. He was worried sick for the girl he stupidly took on a date, purely 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

mistake, and Savannah was left paying for

Kai didn’t even get to shift or see what happened to the

strength not to lose it here and now. However, his wolf was enraged. Raw fury filled him to the brim,

and 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

too fast for him. Turning around, he snarled and leapt at the second werebear, who was 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 had to put a lot of force into that, but the final result

desperate for a win yet unable to get to anything vital in Asgard’s

still gushing down its neck where the first werebear had

The bear fell to

even spare him a last glance, knowing that he was as good as dead. considering how much blood he was

eyes in the darkness and knew he

for them this time. They weren’t of interest to him. Considering they were attacking him in small groups, it

knew help would be here soon. However, he was not

***

absolutely impossible, and Savvy knew that. The smirk on Bjorn’s face indicated he understood the level