The Luna Trials by Marissa Gilbert

Five in total.

Five bears who hurt him the most when he was a prisoner in Bjorn’s castle. Five bears who were going to die by his hand.

Well, three now since two were already off the list.

And boy, did Aspen enjoy killing them. Such scum did not deserve to live.

The Northern Lycan Kingdom wasn’t just a country. People here had honour. They had rules they’d followed for generations.

No one, absolutely no one, was to harm a man who was already down and couldn’t defend himself. No one was to humiliate prisoners of war. No one was to take another Northerner’s dignity. What was done to him was done for fun, and he swore that everyone who participated in his torture would pay.

Not only that, but those five bears made a spectacle out of him, torturing him for days while laughing about the death of Aspen’s king and family. They laughed at what Bjorn was going to do with his queen as well. Then they mocked him about his mate, promising to f*ck her on his behalf since she preferred bears anyway.

No, he couldn’t find it in himself to forgive them.

Maybe it made him a bad man, but he had no regrets.

The one whose life Aspen took just now broke his knees every hour as if he was on a clock, knowing that it was the only way to permanently injure a lycan. His friend, who carved insults on his chest with a silver knife and laughed as he watched them heal, was also already dead. Aspen left his b*ody in the woods, where he deserved to stay and rot. The same destiny would follow this one.

Aspen unclenched his jaws and let the wolf fall to his feet, a pool of blood gathering around him, soaking the grass.

He lifted his head to look at the moon, and at the same time, the familiar sweet scent hit his nostrils.

She was here. Brigit was here.

Just like the last time, she didn’t do anything to stop him. And it was annoying! After all, what kind of queen lets her men get slaughtered by an ambassador of another king?

He wanted her to get angry. He wanted her to confront him about her men.

His wolf pleaded with him, telling him their ex-mate wanted to get together. That this was her way to gain his forgiveness. Only that it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough.

Some part of him would always love her, but he knew they were over. He would never be able to trust Brigit. He would never be able to call her his.

They were perfect mates that never happened.

This was all they were now.

Aspen sensed her leaving. At first, he did not want to follow. She did the same when he challenged the first white bear. Although fights like this were frowned upon, it wasn’t necessarily illegal. Shifters fought each other all the time and died as a result. As long as it was a fair fight, it was fine. Fair being the key word.

Aspen always gave them a chance to stand up for themselves.

However, at the last minute, something inside him snapped as Brigit’s intoxicating scent enveloped him until he couldn’t breathe properly anymore, and Aspen decided to go after his ex.

It was annoying, and she had to stop this. This… whatever this was!

Brigit sensed him following her and sped up, only fuelling his desire to catch up with her more. At least in his wolf form, he could still do it.

However, his tormenter was cruel. They left the woods in a few minutes, and she rushed into the night city. It was surprisingly busy now, and Aspen had no choice but to shift into his human form and get the clothes he had hidden nearby for this exact kind of situation.

Although they were technically allies with the bears now, he still had to stay careful. Not all the bears were “reformed”. And only a few of his warriors were around at this time to back him up. So, he had to choose the safer way.

Brigit managed to disappear as if she wasn’t the one who stalked him in the first place.

The thought alone annoyed Aspen. He never looked at her at official events. And she never allowed him to see her outside of those. At least, not alone.

But she followed him both times he was hunting his enemies. Which led him to believe she knew everything about his little revenge quest. And also… she knew where the remaining three bears were. She had to.

She must have hidden them because he couldn’t find anything about their whereabouts. Not even from their “friends” he fought and killed. The three bears disappeared one by one, and no one ever saw them again.

There couldn’t be any other explanation. Brigit had to be hiding them somewhere, protecting them from his wrath.

And today, he was going to confront her about it.

Enough was enough. She was going to give him… answers!

Aspen knew very well where the Bear Queen of Nova Oberon would go. There was only one place she could hide from him. It wasn’t her bedroom. It wasn’t her office. He could reach those because his room was in the same wing. Brigit wouldn’t go there now that she tried to avoid him.

The Throne Room.

This was where he couldn’t go because it was always heavily guarded. This was where she would be hiding from him now.

Little did she know that he had a surprise for her.

***

Brigit passed her guards with a stern, disinterested look as she strolled into her throne room. Sadly, this was the only safe place she could think of.

closed the massive doors behind her back and leaned against them, unbuttoning her fur coat, letting it fall to her

Her little good deed did not go unpunished, and she bit her lip until the familiar metallic taste

still so painful

other. Shouldn’t the pain have subsided

took you a while to get here!” The familiar voice made her flinch and snap her head in

her throat, taking a few steps

couldn’t possibly have gotten

warm light, and a part of her felt as

had to wipe that feeling from her heart and soul. She wasn’t home. Not with him. Her home would never be with him. Not after what she

his fist, elbow resting on the throne’s armrest.

mumbled, hating the weakness in her voice. She did not want

going to acknowledge that they were mates once? “Queen,” Aspen finished coldly, breaking her hopes to myriads of tiny

herself and straightened her back. “Well, I am here now. What do

slowly descended the stairs. His cane wasn’t with him, and it took him a while

him or be impatient. Instead, she watched him with the respect he deserved and didn’t let a single muscle on her

She couldn’t forget how it felt

would be safer, better. She wished there was a different way to obtain it, but

hand closed around her neck, and he pushed her against the door, making her

just a scare tactic. He wasn’t hurting her even though she deserved it. She deserved

he demanded, and she instantly knew

bears. Brigit figured

she lied, and he growled menacingly, tightening his grip. It felt so good, though. Finally, she had some kind of physical contact with him, something she had been craving for a while. Even if it was like this. So, she decided to add fuel to his

hissed, his canines dangerously close to her neck, hot breath prickling her skin in this

dared him, meeting his glare. He was so handsome, her ex-mate.

and everything inside her exploded with the desire to have him

their breaths tangling in a fight for dominance as his thumb brushed over her

in

Just remembering how they beat him into a pulp in between

him… because she did not deem him strong enough

of her. All this wasn’t the best of ideas, and he distanced himself from her, wishing to leave

on the handle when Brigit broke

said, voice confident. “All three

clenched tighter

without sparing her a

not!” Brigit insisted. “I– I killed

a moment

he chuckled darkly, “they ate your porridge and sat on your

hurt my mate!” the Bear Queen confessed, tears stinging her eyes as she tried to blink

mates back then,” Aspen scoffed, piercing her heart

that she did not care

for me.” The words hang in the air

hurtful. Gods knew she deserved it,

But Aspen stayed silent.

voice rasped, and she stepped closer, feeling brave with him for the first time in a while. He needed to know this. She knew very well why he was searching for

“just a different place. I took them to the top of the icy bear cliff and challenged them one by one. Then, when I won, I dropped their bodies to the Northern Sea to feed the fish

tried to assess how serious she was about this.

third one…

Brigit shook her head, making her white shiny locks fall forward onto her chest. “He was the first. I found him on the battlefield right after I was blessed. I knew him too well to miss him. Bjorn’s minion! He always had the dirtiest tricks up his sleeve. Your knees… I found out that

stormed at her, turning to face her, just

care!” she retorted, tears finally streaming freely down her cheeks. “You can hate me all your life, but you can’t

had just done, what she had

didn’t know if she stood like that before him for eternity or if it were mere seconds, but she was afraid to move, afraid to

couldn’t they both have been smarter? Why was life so unfair

into hers. His tongue immediately pressed for entrance which

Brigit ripped his shirt off, greedy to feel his hot skin. It was just as she remembered, smooth and rough at the

dress, ripping the silver fabric to release her flesh underneath it and groaned in delight when

the doors and leaned down to capture one of her n*pples with his mouth, rolling it with

right… She did not expect to ever feel this way again, so she wanted to use this moment to remember

and down, eliciting a growl from him. The sound brought

her, and

Brigit said, hoping that she didn’t sound too desperate. She was afraid to repulse him with

slit of her dress and cupped her

stop herself from saying that. She wasn’t his queen, he had to stop calling her that. She would literally give a

stopped touching her and she was afraid she just ruined it all. “But

lips parted. He

her legs wrapping around his waist,

worried if it was painful for him but when she heard his next words,

rather f*ck you on

It was a whole flight of stairs, and he was

and their eyes met, the world around them spun and in the next second they found

What?” Brigit couldn’t find

don’t walk so much anymore,” Aspen smirked, taking a seat and shifting

throwing it far away. The thought of

tongue traced the curve of her neck. His hardness pressed against her back and his fingers dipped between her thighs before bringing them to his lips, tasting

“Through–” she panted, “–space?”

wasn’t afraid to send his injured best friend to the bear kingdom. Aspen was one of the changed ones! He was limping and yet he was able to transport himself

made Brigit

caressed her sensitive bundle of nerves as she arched her back, leaning into his chest. If anyone walked in