When The Moon Hides Her Crown novel Chapter 193

RYKER

I let my wolf take over and ran through the Academy’s forest for hours, yet the fury burning. inside me never subsided. Instead, it only grew wild, uncontrollable, consuming. Seraphina was the only thing on my mind, and restraining myself from taking her right then and there was nearly impossible. But I decided to wait until Percy returned, until I got my hands on the footage. She was allowed to smile until then.

Holding back the rage, however, came at the cost of my sanity. Slaughtering animals in the forest wasn’t enough. I craved blood.

Shifting back into my human form and pulling on my clothes, I strode down the Academy’s corridor when an unfamiliar young wolf, laughing with someone, accidentally bumped into

1. me.

I froze, repulsed and instantly triggered by the unwanted touch. His face instantly drained of color. “I–I’m sorry…” he stammered, stepping back.

That last thread of patience snapped. I seized him by the throat, my fingers tightening, ready to twist his neck when a trembling voice broke through the haze.

“Please…please forgive us!”

My gaze snapped to the side. A young she–wolf no older than eighteen or nineteen, stood there with tears streaming down her face, the same age as the boy I was about to kill. “It was all my fault…please forgive him, Alpha,” she pleaded before collapsing to her knees.

As she bowed, her neckline gaped open, revealing the soft curve of her breasts and pale, smooth skin that momentarily caught my attention.

“My, my…you offended Alpha Ryker the moment you arrived,” Aran’s lazy voice drifted through the corridor.

He stepped closer, helping the trembling she–wolf to her feet before turning to me. “Kindly forgive him, Alpha Ryker. I apologize on behalf of my staff and offer you instant healing for that wound of yours, if you’ll accept,” he said, gesturing toward my arm.

During the hunt earlier, I’d gotten a deep gash while in wolf form. I had simply wrapped it with a strip of cloth on my way back, but somehow, he’d noticed.

My wolf growled low in my mind. “I’ve always felt this healer was more than he appeared. If we let him heal us, he might discover our wound isn’t healing now”

“Then it’s the perfect chance to see if he’s truly as skilled as he claims,” I mind–linked back, my tone edged with challenge. With a sharp growl, I threw the young wolf aside. The she- wolf instantly rushed to his aid, clinging to him. “Time to find out who he really is.”

With that thought, I turned and strode into the common room of the healer’s wing.

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Aran began tending to my wound, his hands glowing faintly as he worked. He used some kind of magic, but not once did he seem to sense the truth, the hidden flaw in my wolf’s healing.

Or he was simply too good at controlling his expression.

“And…done,” Aran said finally, releasing my arm.

I looked down. The wound was completely gone, no scar, no trace, nothing.

“So, you’re a wizard?” I asked flatly.

“Just a healer who knows a little magic,” he replied with an easy smile.

“This doesn’t seem like just a little magic,” I pointed out, watching the faint shimmer still fading from my arm.

“That’s because whatever I do is always exceptional,” he said, his tone dripping with pride and self–admiration. “Even little things look grand when I touch them.”

Not wanting to waste another second on his nonsense, I began dressing, tugging my shirt into place when the she–wolf from earlier entered the room carrying a few items in her hands.

“Healer Aran,” she stammered, immediately flinching at the sight of me.

“Put them on those shelves,” Aran instructed without looking up.

She nodded and crossed the room, her movements careful and quiet. My eyes followed her slender back as she bent to put the items away.

“Who is she?” I asked, my gaze lingering a moment too long on the curve of her hips. Her appearance was ordinary, but her figure reminded me unsettlingly of Seraphina.

“She’s the omega with big dreams,” Aran replied casually. “Wants to become the first female healer in this male only Academy. Impressive, isn’t it?”

“Impressive?” I echoed, buttoning my shirt. Seraphina’s bold words about claiming the throne and leading a pack flashed through my mind, stirring irritation in my chest. “More like a donkey in a horse race.”

Aran frowned. “She might hear you.”

“Who cares?” I said coolly, fastening my watch before meeting his gaze with a hard, blank stare. “Women who try to take a man’s place are bound to be crushed sooner or later.”

With that, I turned and strode out of the room.

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Aran exhaled softly, breaking the silence. “By the way, she’s just helping out. Today she’s assisting her mate with delivering some supplies from the healers‘ territory.”

My steps halted mid–stride, a sharp surge of rage flooding my veins. “Mate?”

“Yes, mate,” Aran casually confirmed. “That young wolf who you encountered earlier, he’s her soulmate.”

As if summoned by those words, the same young wolf knocked on the door and stepped inside to help her. “These two can’t stand being apart for even a second,” Aran added with a light chuckle.

My vision darkened the moment I saw them laughing softly, their hands brushing, their gazes lingering. That easy intimacy, their teasing smiles, it all twisted something deep in my gut.

The scene sparked a buried memory. Seraphina smiling at Ronan. The way her heartbeat always quickened in his presence, how her cheeks flushed with warmth whenever he looked at her. And then… the memory of her red bitten lips seared through my mind like molten fire.

My fists clenched until my knuckles turned white. All I saw was blood.

“Soulmates are really adorable,” Aran chuckled.

“Disgusting,” my wolf growled aloud through me.

“Pardon?” Aran froze.

“I said the mate bond, soulmates, are disgusting.” I tore my gaze from them and stared at Aran who looked taken aback.

“Alpha Ryker, isn’t it a little….outrageous to call the mate bond disgusting? The mate bond and soulmates are a sacred blessing from the Goddess to werewolves. A chance to find your true love-”

A harsh, humorless laugh cut him off. I pressed my hand to my face; my lips curved in contempt. “Pure? Blessed? Exactly what about it? The mate bond? Soulmates?” I slid my hand down and locked my eyes on his. “I hate both of them more than anything. A bond that makes you weak is nothing but trash, a threat that must be cut away before it ruins you. There is no such thing as true love in this world. There is only like and dislike. What you like you take by hook or crook; what you dislike you destroy and bury.”

I stood to leave, my voice low and cold, then Aran’s words stopped me from walking out.

“Then you don’t love?” Aran asked quietly.

“I just fuck,” I replied flatly.

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