The Vampire's Luna

Chapter 210: Are You Okay

"Are you okay?" Damien asked. Her skin was a touch too pale for his liking.

"I’m fine. Very fine." Luna gave him a small smile that was clearly meant to reassure, but the strain behind it was evident. She was doing what queens did best—standing tall even while cracked beneath the surface.

She turned to Luciver, her tone softening with sincerity. "Thank you."

She was thanking him for choosing her, for seeing her as family. As queen.

Luciver gave a wide smile.

That rare expression softened his otherwise intimidating presence, his eyes twinkling for a moment with warmth. "Anytime."

Luna got to her feet, steadying herself with an inhale. The storm inside her had calmed, but the waves hadn’t settled completely. She was still carrying a war beneath her skin—one of maternal fury.

"I’m going to take a rest. Could you have Doctor Thessaly come in when she arrives?"

Damien nodded.

There was longing in his gaze as he watched her, a part of him wanting to follow her into that room, lie beside her, protect her, love her, reassure her that everything would be fine even when he wasn’t so sure himself.

"I’ll be out here. Need to speak with Father for a bit."

There was steel in his voice now—Damien the ruler stepping forward. But his eyes followed her until she disappeared behind the bedroom door.

*****

"My Lord. You have a letter from a Luna Jane Rykers."

Lurent’s voice was formal but tinged with curiosity as he entered the receiving chamber of House Dragos.

Gabriel took the letter slowly.

"Luna Jane..." he mused, rolling the name over his tongue. "That’s the new Luna of the werewolf alpha king."

He chuckled, the sound delighted. "Well, this should be interesting."

Gabriel opened the letter and read.

His lips curled slightly as he read the words, his sharp eyes narrowing with every line.

’Lord Gabriel Dragos,

Do not by any way consider this information as me betraying my kingdom, but for now, our interests do align.

The Alpha King has instructed his beta, Talon, to bring the queen of Blood City back to the werewolf kingdom should her safety be threatened. That does not bode well for me or my position.’

Gabriel’s smile turned predatory, eyes gleaming with the delight of a plan falling neatly into place.

So, Luna Jane felt the tides turning beneath her. She wasn’t a fool. Political ambition could be a stronger motivator than loyalty, and it seemed she was ready to offer him the one currency he valued most—leverage.

He leaned back into his chair, fingers tapping the edge of the letter thoughtfully.

"Well," he murmured. "Seems like I’ve just found myself an unlikely little ally."

’Whatever you plan on doing, make sure Talon has no access to her. Once again, this doesn’t mean I am on your side.

Luna Jane Rykers.’

He folded the paper slowly, pressing the crease with two fingers, before turning to Lurent.

"Tell Maelis to be on guard. When the time is right, he will bring me this Talon."

He leaned back in his chair, resting the letter on his knee.

"And please, remind him that his human mother is still being watched. Any misstep, or if information gets to the king, she will be killed instantly."

Lurent bowed and slipped from the room. noveldrama

Gabriel sat in silence for a moment. The night outside was pitch black, but inside, his mind gleamed with possibilities.

The letter was a gift from the goddesses. It was a divine signal.

A werewolf Luna. Aligned with him.

Gabriel chuckled, deep in his chest. "The goddesses want me on that throne," he whispered to no one. "And this is their sign."

The throne wasn’t just within reach. It was practically singing to him.

*****

Doctor Thessally had received the royal summons, and she hadn’t wasted a second. She carried her bag close.

She entered the bedroom and there sat Queen Luna. Her hand resting calmly on her stomach, eyes alert despite a shadow of fatigue beneath them.

Thessally blinked in surprise.

"Your Highness, Maelis told me you were in distress."

She kept her voice professional, but her gaze swept over Luna in a detailed scan.

"It was just for a minute. But I need to speak with you," Luna said, her eyes locking onto Thessa’s. "Sage Veyron said to speak to you if I needed help. Something tells me you are not the only one who can offer that help. I need to meet everyone."

Thessa hesitated.

"Thessa... my child is under attack. The throne is under attack," Luna insisted. "This is no time for secrets. I want to meet them."

Thessa let out a long breath. Her shoulders slumped slightly as she gave in. "It is a selection of powerful turned vampires," she said. "They meet in a basement in Sage Veyron’s house every two weeks unless someone declares an emergency. Now that Sage Veyron has been arrested..."

She trailed off. She knew the risk of what she was saying. She could feel Gabriel’s eyes everywhere, even in the shadows of the Queen’s quarters.

"Do you know who they are?" Luna asked quietly.

Thessa shook her head. "No. I only know Sage Veyron."

Luna’s jaw tightened. There was frustration in her gaze, but also a cold resolve.

"Find a way to get one name from him," Luna said. "And tell the person, I will be at Sage Veyron’s basement tomorrow night. And Thessa, be careful."

She paused, then added, more quietly, "Looks like the guards at the prison are in league with Gabriel. Do not speak aloud."

"Understood," she said. "You have my loyalty, Your Majesty. I’ll find a way."

Thessa nodded gravely. "I need to do your blood transfusion for today," she said, already preparing the equipment.

Luna gave a single nod, her chin high, her jaw set. "Give me the same as you used to. It may not be ethical," she said, eyes steady, "but this is war, and I intend to win."

There was no apology in her voice. She was a warrior steeling herself before battle.