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.

the massive doors behind her back and leaned against them, unbuttoning her fur coat, letting it fall to her feet. It was obstructing her from breathing. She was always a mess after she saw her ex-mate this

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

still so painful after

Shouldn’t the pain have subsided by

made her flinch and

in her throat, taking

he couldn’t possibly

a part of

from her heart and soul. She wasn’t home. Not with him. Her home would never be with him. Not after what

head at her, his face lazily leaning over his fist, elbow resting on the throne’s armrest. Right now,

in her voice. She did

to acknowledge that they were

“Well,

the throne he was sitting on and slowly descended the stairs. His cane wasn’t with him, and it took him a while as he was still

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

alive. She couldn’t forget how it felt to lose him, Savannah’s

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

closed around her neck, and he pushed her

it. She deserved whatever he

demanded, and she instantly knew who he was

missing bears. Brigit figured

good, though. Finally, she had some kind of physical contact with him, something she had been craving for a while.

close to her neck, hot breath prickling her

from me, Aspen?” she dared him, meeting his glare. He was

growl, and everything inside her exploded

taunted further, their breaths tangling in a fight for dominance as his thumb brushed over her lower lips. Something he did not intend to do but ended up

tonight in

a pulp in between the hourly knee-breakings made his blood boil. He hated showing

was why Brigit didn’t choose him… because she

the best of ideas, and he distanced himself from her, wishing to leave

handle when Brigit broke

she said, voice

clenched tighter around

lying,” he muttered without sparing her a single

insisted. “I–

moment to process

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

mate!” the Bear Queen confessed, tears stinging

already weren’t mates back then,” Aspen scoffed,

she did not care

be my mate for me.” The words hang in the air between them. Heavy.

to say something hurtful. Gods knew

But Aspen stayed silent.

feeling brave with him for the first time in a while. He needed to

It was the same as you killed the others ,” she admitted, “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

tried to assess how serious she was about this. Not a

third one…

right after I was blessed. I knew him too well to miss him. Bjorn’s minion! He always had

to face her, just inches

will always care!” she retorted, tears finally streaming freely down her cheeks. “You can hate me all your life, but you

she had just

if it were mere seconds, but

out, and she understood that it was a rhetorical question. Why didn’t she come to him? Why couldn’t they both have been smarter? Why was life so unfair to them?

his lips into hers. His tongue immediately pressed for entrance which she granted, because she was going to

Brigit ripped his shirt off, greedy to feel his hot skin. It was just as she

pulled the top of her dress, ripping the silver fabric to release her flesh underneath it

rolling it with his tongue while tugging the

shuddered in his arms. It felt so good, so right… She did not expect to ever feel this way again, so she wanted to use this moment to remember this.

and in no time she was working his length slowly up and down, eliciting a growl from him. The sound brought her more

now for all your guards to hear,” he told her, and she licked her lips, which made him bare her canines at her. She wouldn’t mind

Brigit said, hoping that she didn’t sound too

slit of her dress and cupped her

am not your Queen.” She couldn’t stop herself from saying that. She wasn’t his queen, he had to stop calling her that. She would

her and she was afraid

lips parted. He didn’t just

roughly and scooped her up, her legs wrapping around

him but when she heard his next

f*ck you

It was a whole flight of stairs, and he was holding

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

you– What?” Brigit couldn’t

seat and shifting her on his lap so her back

he parted her legs and ripped her lacy underwear off her, throwing it far away. The thought of one of her advisors finding her torn panties tomorrow distracted

curve of her neck. His hardness pressed against her back and his fingers

“Through–” she panted, “–space?”

to the bear kingdom. Aspen was one of the changed ones! He was limping and yet he was able to transport

inside… it made Brigit feel a

anyone walked in right