Alpha King’s Lost Luna by Aubrey Pepper
Chapter 93

Chapter 93 She is the world to him

CA SSANDRA

As Asher’s eyes locked onto mine, I tried to read his emotions, but I failed at the task miserably. I didn’t know what was wrong. His voice was coa rse and cold, and his expression was intense, to say the least.

Once again, I felt like cornered prey, and the feeling only heightened when he began to walk toward me. With every step he took forward, I took one back, until I accidentally found myself with my back against the far wall.

My heart beat faster in my chest and my stomach twisted in knots. The Alpha King looked angry, but I suspected there was more to it than that. Something had happened down in the dungeon; I just knew it.

But what did it have to do with me?

We stared at one another until finally, Asher spoke.

“Cora?”

My eyes widened before I could stop them and a shiver ran through me at the sound of my true name on his tongue.

Had he discovered the truth?

Did the imposter tell him?

It was the only explanation that made a bit of sense, however, it was impossible, wasn’t it? My appearance had changed in the five years since the inferno. There was no way that man could recognize me.

Asher waited for me to respond, and I tried to materialize an answer. What could I say? Could I admit to it and finally cast this charade aside?

I then thought of Finnick and knew that option wasn’t possible.

“You don’t look well, Your Majesty,” I uttered. “Maybe it would be a good ideal for you to sit down and take a moment to calm down.”

Asher’s l*ps turned downward into a frown. His eyes looked pained for a moment and then they darkened and glared at me. His l*ps parted as if he was about to say something further. He was so close to me that I could feel the

sweetness of his breath.

Yet no words came out.

He turned his head and released a sigh. When he turned back, he leaned into me and rested his chin against my shoulder. I stiffened.

What was happening?

“Stop lying to me,” he whispered.

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His words weren’t a command. He was practically pleading. He sounded so helpless, so sad. I felt a tug at my heartstrings and nearly welled up with tears.

I didn’t know what to say. Asher had clearly discovered something, some shred of evidence that had finally confirmed my true identity. But no matter what he found, I couldn’t admit he was right.

If I was still the naive, innocent girl I was five years ago, the sight of my true mate like this would have been downright unbearable. But I’d been through too much. The inferno, the pain of my burns, the horrible nightmares of losing Finnick… his sadness couldn’t compare. I couldn’t suffer any more loss.

So, I did what I had to do.

“Cora Felix is dead, Your Majesty,” I said softly, in the calmest tone I could manage. “Let her rest in peace.”

Asher lingered against me for a moment and then rose to his full height. His eyes were wet, and he appeared just as downtrodden as his tone had been. Again, I

felt my heart ache, but I forced myself to hold it together.

That is, until his next words.

“I know Cora was pregnant.”

I remained silent, but my blood ran cold. So that was it, the reason why he’d run to my chamber so swiftly. The imposter soldier had told him this, there was no doubt about it. It was too much of a coincidence.

“It was my fault,” he uttered. “I should never have let her stay in that mansion. It’s one of my life’s greatest regrets.”

He reached down and took my hand in his. I instinctively wanted to yank it away and I inhaled sharply.

“You don’t have to speak the truth if you don’t want to, Ca ssandra,” he said quietly, and then he raised my hand to his l*ps and k*ssed it gently. “I can’t force you…. But I need you to know this much. I’d do anything for you.”

I stared into his eyes and challenged that idea.

“What if I wanted to leave?” I asked. “What if I wanted to leave Anemond forever?”

He smirked briefly and then grew serious. “Anything go again.”

ut that. I’ll never let you

Before I could say another word, Asher moved in close and k*ssed me. He was gentle, at first, but then the k*ss grew more pa*sionate.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. I knew it would only complicate matters further and get me more tangled in this web of drama, but I couldn’t fight it any longer. I couldn’t go against my heart any longer, at least not tonight.

So, I k*ssed him back.

Asher seemed surprised by this, but he didn’t question it at all. I brought my

hands up and wrapped them around his n*eck. He went low and gripped my hips on either side, then gently pressed my b*dy against his until I couldn’t tell where I ended and he began. As we embraced, our k*ss deepened, and I could feel his heartbeat against my chest.

We continued like this for some time until Asher guided me away from the wall. He spun me a little and hoisted me up. I wrapped my legs around him for support, and then he carried us over to my bed.

He set me down gently, and once I was there, he unbuttoned his shirt. The sight of his broad, muscular chest was enough to make my l*ps tremble, and the feeling only heightened when he undid his trousers.

Every inch of Asher was so beautiful. His skin was perfectly tanned and toned, and the scent of his cologne filled the air as he undressed.

Once he was completely bare, I carefully sl*pped out of my dress. The air was cool against my skin, and I shivered slightly, but it didn’t bother me. I was a little nervous to be so exposed, but then again, this was Asher, my true mate.

I let the dress fall to the ground, and once it was discarded, I cast aside my undergarments. Asher’s jaw dropped slightly as he took in my n*ked form, and he inhaled deeply.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered as his eyes trailed over my b*dy. “So perfect.”

His tone was so earnest that I knew that he meant every word.

After a moment of admiring each other, Asher climbed into bed with me. I smiled at him, and then we started where we left off. His hand cupped my cheek as we k*ssed, and the sheer tenderness of it all made me feel warm.

This time was different than the last. Before, our encounter had been purely carnal. But tonight… it was more than that. He was softer, kinder. The pa*sion was there, but it was more patient than before. His l*ps, his touch, all of it was almost

reverent somehow.

After a while, he carefully climbed over me until he was on top. His beautiful gray eyes were gentle, and I admired the way his dark hair fell around his face.

“Do you want this?” he asked.

“Yes,” I breathed, and I nodded for emphasis. “I want you. All of you.”

He smiled. “As do I.”

Then, he leaned down and k*ssed me. His skin was warm against mine, and I was reminded of how things were before the inferno. This was the Asher I’d loved, not the Alpha King he’d become.

My b*dy craved him just as much as my mind did. When he entered me slowly, I inhaled deeply, and a soft moan escaped me.

“Is this okay?” he whispered as he leaned in, and when I nodded, he continued on. As he moved within me and started to take on a steady rhythm, I wrapped my hands around him and pulled him tighter against me.

This wasn’t just S**. This was making love.

He was considerate of my needs and took the time and effort to make sure I was satisfied. For the first time in forever, I didn’t feel embarra*sed or self conscious about my b*dy or the scars that still remained. Asher praised my beauty under his breath repeatedly, and with every utterance, I started to believe him.

We soon reached the height of our pleasure together, and as the euphorial crashed over me, I nearly cried from happiness. I hadn’t felt joy like this in five years, and it was nothing short of pure ecstasy.

We remained wrapped up in one another, and once we settled, Asher gently eased himself out and laid down beside me.

The Alpha King held me close, and my fingers traced the scars on his back. To my surprise, he didn’t pull away or wince at my touch.

“You mean the world to me, Ca ssandra,” he said softly, and he buried his face in

my hair.

We fell asleep in each other’s arms, and for the first time in a long time, I was truly happy to be alive.