Page 121 of His Blue Moon Princess

“What about the other Clans?” I ask.

Liam shakes his head. “We tried, but those who don’t fear us, hate us. A lot of the Clans will choose to remain neutral, and it’s better they do because we probably wouldn’t be their first choice anyway.”

“What about the White Moon Clan?”

“Same, Nora, they want to remain neutral. They were grateful we helped them, but they have a long history with the Sapphire Moon, they are not going to betray them. Plus, they hate the Gold Moon Clan, too.”

I can’t believe it... This situation is impossible. I try to think it over, but for now, I don’t see any way to help Damian. The Jade Moon Clan is nothing compared to the others, and I won’t bring Damian any help with this.

“So, you’re telling me their only way out is for Damian to marry that... girl?”

Liam growls, annoyed. “I don’t like it, and Nate doesn’t either. We tried to talk Damian out of it, and trust me, our brother doesn’t want it either.”

“Why didn’t he tell me then?”

“Because they were already engaged when we finally found you, Nora! Damian doesn’t want you to throw you in the middle of this mess! If the war explodes, guess who they will attack first to hurt Damian?”

His Luna. That’s who they would attack first, to weaken the Alpha, especially if that Luna is his fated mate; it will hurt much more. I’m stunned. That explains his words... “You won’t be my official Luna.” He didn’t mean to have me as his mistress, but to hide me from people who would want to hurt him. I’m... I’m nothing but a weakness to Damian now! My wolf whimpers, too sad from this thought. Why are we so powerless!

“I told you everything, Nora, because I don’t want Damian to make a decision he would regret. Even if he doesn’t want you involved, I think you might be the solution to all this.”

I look at Liam, dumbfounded. The solution, me? I’m just a powerless mate! I only have ownership of one of the weakestclans around, what could I possibly bring Damian that he doesn’t already have?

Liam clenches his fist and looks at me right in the eye. “Nora, I know it’s hard, but my brother loves you. He has loved you, and only you, for ten years. ...Ten years ago, one night, my father came home really, really drunk and angry. He started hitting Damian. Harder than he had ever hit him any time before. I was terrified. It was so bad that Damian told Nate to run with me. As always, Nate obeyed. I struggled to stay, but the last thing I saw was my oldest brother being beaten to death by our father. I was certain he would kill him, Nora. I cried so much because I was so sure Damian was going to die back there.”

I see Liam looking infuriated for the first time, clenching his fists. “When we came back, our father was gone, but so was Damian. All was left was blood, all over the floor, so much blood. We thought he had been killed. Nate panicked; he couldn’t feel our brother’s wolf anymore. I remember I ran, went through every room of the apartment, yelling his name. He was gone, Nora, and I was terrified.”

He stays silent for a while, and, to my surprise, a gentle smile suddenly appears. “For a full week, Nate searched for him, everywhere, even looking for a body. He went through all the territories, despite the risks. Our father didn’t come back either, we had no idea what had happened. Suddenly, after eight days, Damian reappeared, looking perfectly fine! No wound, not even scars. I thought he was a ghost, but honestly, I didn’t care. My brother was back. Do you know what the first thing he said was?”

He raises his eyes, looking into mine, smiling.

“He told us a little princess with the most beautiful blue eyes had saved his life.”

...A little princess with blue eyes? Damian meant me? Is that when the two of us met, during those eight days? I can’t remember any of it. How could he come out perfectly fine? If their father’s beating was as hard as Liam said.

“What else did he say?” I ask, impatient.

Liam shakes his head. “Not much. Damian never told us the details about your encounter. He just talked about his little princess all the time, his fated mate. I never saw him looking happier than the days that followed. Sometimes, he would just close his eyes to feel you, even if you couldn’t feel him, and smile. Though after that, he realized he couldn’t find you anymore, and that’s when we all started looking for you. He was desperate, Nora. Sometimes, he would get so angry, because he could feel you getting hurt. He became crazy. It’s like he was closing his heart all over again. He was obsessed with finding you because he knew you were in pain.”

I know. It’s all I could think of once I knew Damian had been linked with me since my childhood. Every time I got hurt, he was on the other end, feeling the blow and my pain with it. To think he looked for me for ten years...

Suddenly, I feel the need to be close to my mate. I want to see Damian, to be in my mate’s arms again. I want to look into his silver eyes. I don’t care for all those power struggles, the Clans tactics, or any battle. I want him.

I fight to calm my wolf and silence my urge. I massage my temples. What is wrong with me? Liam looks at me, intrigued, but I just shake my head as if it was nothing. We resume eating, and I take a few bites before talking again.

“You have a plan, don’t you? You wouldn’t have sabotaged this engagement party and brought me there otherwise.”

He smiles. “It’s more an idea than a plan, for now, to be honest.”

“Are you going to actually tell me about it, Liam?”

“Are you going to reconcile with my brother?” He asks right back.

What game is he playing? I don’t like his little smirk. So, what, he won’t tell me anything unless I forgive Damian? How can he toy with my feelings right now! I growl at him, but he ignores me and keeps eating, waiting for my answer.

“I’m still mad at him, you know!”

“I know.”

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