The Lunar Queen (Lyric and Mason) novel Chapter 207

The Lunar Queen

Chapter 207

I knew the moment I felt our bond stretch that she left the pack. It hadn’t snapped hard or violently. Just a slow, sick pull in my chest like something Important was slipping farther away with every second. I sit in her office and wait for her because i know this is where she feels safest to practice magic. The room still smelled faintly like her-honeysuckle, ink, burnt candle wax, Her magic lingered in the air too, buzzing low against my skin and making Zeus restless. I need to change that this is her home/she should feel safe to practice anywhere. Safe with me. Safe around me. Not hiding in rooms with locked doors like I’m the danger I know she feels guilty for him but she isn’t responsible for his actions. Yet she doesn’t understand how this feels for me. Every time Mason’s name comes up, it feels like I’m dying all over again while she stands there mourning the man who, put me in the ground. He kajed me. She put a block so I can’t feel her emotions and she can’t feel mine. The silence in the bond should’ve helped. Instead it only made everything colder. Empty. Wrong. When she steps out of the closet she stops when she sees me. Not just surprise-fear flashes across her face for half a second before she hides it, and that cuts deeper than it should. Josh leaves the room without a word. The door clicks shut softly behind him, but the sound echoes through the room like a warning shot. I look at her face and I can see been crying and Zeus pushes me to go to her but I can’t. Her eyes are swollen. Her nose pink. She looks exhausted, fragile, and it makes my anger twist into something uglier because part of me still wants to pull her into my chest and tell her everything is okay when it’s not. I can tell the moment she lets the block down and my emotions slam into her. The air between us practically crackles Pain. Rage. Betrayal. Love. Too much all at once. She visibly stumbles back and guilt floods the bond strong and fast. Her hand catches the edge of the desk to steady herself and the guilt coming through the bond is so sharp it almost makes me look away. Almost. “You went even though you know how I felt” I say calmly. Too calmly. My jaw aches from how hard I’m clenching it. Zeus is pacing violently in my head, scratching at my control. “I told you I needed this Cole” she says voice low eyes shifting unable to meet my gaze. Her fingers twist together in front of her, nails digging into her skin hard enough to leave marks. “What about what I need Lyric?” I ask. I take a stand slowly and she immediately stiffens. That reaction hits me harder than I expect. Her eyes shoot to mine “I care about what you need” She says. I snort sharp and bitter. “Except for when it has to do with Mason” I say sarcasm dripping from my voice. The second his name leaves my mouth, the temperature in the room feels like it drops. “That’s not true. I killed him. I KILLED HIM” she yells voice hoarse from crying. The words rip out of her so hard her whole body shakes after. Magic flickers under her skin, unstable and raw. “You don’t think I know that Lyric, but he killed ME, and it’s like you forget that. You killed him because he killed me. I died in your arms and you cry for the person responsible every fucking day. Do you think about how I feel watching my mate grieve the person who killed me, the person who tried to take what was mine” I shout at her chest rising and falling Zeus whimpering in my mind. By the end my voice cracks slightly and I hate it. Hate that she can hear how much this actually hurts me. My wolf isn’t angry anymore. He’s devastated. “You keep saying you chose me but since he died it really feels like you chose him” I say. Quieter this time. Somehow worse than the yelling. The words hang between us heavy and suffocating. Her eyes go wide tears streaming down her face “Cole” she whispers like I just physically hurt her. Her knees almost buckle and guilt immediately punches through the bond, mixing with panic. and moves to step towards me but I hold my hand up and she freezes. The second she stops moving, something inside me breaks because my mate actually listens like she’s scared I’ll reject her if she takes another step. “I can’t right now. You are my mate and I love you but I need a minute” I say stepping back even though every instinct in my body is screaming at me not to walk away from her, and walk out of this office. I force my feet to move anyway. I can still hear her crying after the door shuts behind me, and it follows me down the hallway like a ghost.

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