Bonded By Moons: The Lunar Throne Series by Madison Wisler

Author:Madison Wisler [Wisler, Madison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-20T16:00:00+00:00

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Slamming into the ground, I’m ass naked again in what appears to be a study of sorts. Why is it that this always happens when I’m naked?

There’s a large half moon desk which is bone white, and floating above is a bouquet of stars and moons laid into the ceiling, sparkling and dancing to the music playing throughout the room. The walls are stark white and full of empty bookshelves with barely any decorations. That’s strange considering most king’s are proud of their private studies and collections.

I slowly gain strength and grounding in my dream form, and begin crawling to my feet. I try to take in more of my surroundings when Willow bursts through the door. His body is slammed against the empty bookshelves, cracking and splitting the wood. I jolt away in defense and reach for my blades at the center of my back, grasping for nothing as I remember they can’t see or hear me.

And I’m naked. Ugh!

Why does this always happen when I'm naked?!

I start to walk towards Willow, my chest clenching when I remember I can’t talk to him or help him. He’s passed out momentarily and slowly gaining consciousness when his father appears behind my astral form almost instantly. He was not here before, and I never heard him approaching. I didn’t even feel my skin prickle as he approached.

What the fuck? How is he traveling so fast?

“You dare challenge me, in front of the council, and think you’d get away with it?” King Bryton bellows as he clenches the front of Willow’s throat and raises him above him.

The king must be a brute too, then. Considering Willow is one of the most largely built faeries I've ever seen.

What is happening right now?

Willow isn’t even responding, he’s turning purple at this point and the king is squeezing bruises into his neck. This is how he treats his children? This is truly how Willow grew up? I don’t understand how he avoided telling me about this during our acquancy ritual.

My poor prince.

“You will use your useless powers for once and build something meaningful for this kingdom, not stupid greenhouses for your mother. Does she look like she needs more pointless hobbies to fill her useless life here?”

Gargling, Will loses consciousness again and slumps to the floor. He’s laying in a pile of limbs and sweat as his father abandons the room. As the door closes behind him, I glance one last look at my proposed bond, and feel my heart twisting and unraveling a million times. What is he being forced to build? What powers is he referring to? Has his father always been this way? Before I can run to him, I’m whisked away into nothingness.

Heaving, and choking on my bath water, Amara finds me waking from the memory. I’m thoroughly exhausted from the events of the last 24 hours along with such an intense memory dive. Amara kindly stays with me and finishes washing my hair, prepping my skin to be hairless, styling my hair up in a bun, and delicately placing makeup to enhance my features.

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