Alpha King’s Lost Luna by Aubrey Pepper

Chapter 196 His dreams

Darkness.

Advanced, crushing, unrelenting darkness.

It was the kind that felt so unbearably heavy that it was almost enough to destroy
me.

The space was filled with it, and I couldn't see anything except a dim light
seeping through the door c rack. It took a moment for things to make sense.

A door?

A door to where?

I didn’t know the answer but I was tempted to walk toward the door and open. it. I
resisted the urge for a moment and then decided to proceed forward.

When I entered, I stepped into somewhere warm. The air enveloped me like a
kind, welcoming embrace, and a pleasant floral fragrance danced around me.
Though I couldn't place the exact flower, the lovely smell reminded me of my
mother.

I didn’t have many memories of her left, as she had died when I was incredibly
young, but I still remembered the soothing fragrance of her perfume and the way
it filled my nose when she held me in her arms.

My eyes struggled to focus, as the light was extremely bright in contrast to the
darkness just moments ago, but when my surroundings finally appeared before
me, I recognized at once where I was.

For some reason, I was in the memorial park my father had built for my late
mother. Though I'd hardly visited the place, I recognized the river Immediately.
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Father had named it Selene’s Tear, as a way to honor my mother and show his
endless love for her.

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It was ironic, of course, seeing as he had so quickly moved on and married
another woman, my mother’s former maid, and seemingly forgot about her
entirely.

I stared out at the water. It shimmered in the light like it was made of diamonds
and my lips curled into a smile at the sight.

As I walked along the path, I heard a voice.

“Asher.”

At first, I did my best to ignore it, but after a bit, I realized there was no way to
shut it out. Once it became impossible to ignore, I began to glance around but
could

see no one.

“Hello?” I called out, and again I heard my name.

“Asher.”

“Hello?” I repeated again as my stomach twisted into knots. I wasn’t sure what
they wanted, but the moment they spoke my name once more, I recognized the
voice.

“Asher.”

It was my father.

He suddenly appeared in the distance, and though I dreaded it, I followed the
path until I grew close.

The former Alpha King of Wegalla appeared young much younger than he was in
my memory. His gray eyes were large and glistening, his dark hair full and pulled
out of his face. I recognized his features but they appeared much softer on him
now than they'd been when I'd last seen him.

He was clad in a simple shirt and pants, and he was kneeling in front of a tall,

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gray statue. A statue of my mother, Selene. The monument was so large that it
rendered my father small, meek almost.

“Forgive me,” I heard him utter to the statue as I approached, and when he
repeated himself, I realized he was crying. “Please, Selene, forgive me.”

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His tone was insistent and a little broken. I wasn't used to seeing Father in this
sort of state. He was always so firm and unyielding, but here, he was anything
but.

“Please,” he begged, and I stepped even closer to make sure I was hearing him
correctly. “Please, forgive me, Selene, for what I did to Asher. Please forgive me.
I only did it because it was best for Asher.”

My eyebrows creased together as I stared at my father in surprise.

What was that?

What was he talking about? What had he done?

I tried to ask, but no words could escape my mouth. I had been rendered mute in
this dreamscape, but even if I could speak, I wasn’t certain Father could have
heard me. He seemed so entranced by Mother's statue that it wasn't as if I was
there.

Suddenly, he lifted from the ground and kissed the statue's smiling face, and the
moment that he did, the whole space distorted.

Father disappeared. The park disappeared, and the soft, floral scent of my
mother’s perfume vanished along with it. I fell back into the terrible darkness.
As I felt around and tried to get my bearings, I suddenly had the overwhelming
feeling that I wasn't along. I concentrated with all of my might and suddenly, a
figure appeared not too far away.

Though I couldn't see her face, I knew who it was at once.

Cora.

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I knew her at once, even though she was facing away from me. I was so excited
to see her that I wanted to rush over and sweep her into my arms. I wanted to
stroke her golden hair, to kiss her full, beautiful lips, and draw her close.

But again, I couldn't speak, and this time, I couldn't move. Cora didn't seem to
notice my presence as she remained still. I forced myself to shout her name, and
after much effort, I managed to make a sound.

At the mention of her name, Cora turned around, and when she did, I got a look
at her face.

My blood ran cold.

She was covered in burns. Terrible, awful burns.

The scent of smoke filled the air, and she began to cry.

“I'm sorry, Cora,” I apologized as my eyes welled with tears. “I'm so sorry, please
forgive me.”

Cora shook her head. “It's too late.”

“It's never too late,” I insisted as she continued to shake her head. “I'll keep
apologizing over and over again for the rest of my life. I'll spend the rest of my
days trying to seek redemption for what happened to you.”

Silence hung between us and then a whisper. “It wasn’t your fault.”

“Please, come hug me,” I asked quietly. “Why won't you come over here? I miss
you so much.”

“I can’t,” Cora whispered.

“What do you mean?” I wondered, and as the words left me, Cora’s expression
changed and she stopped crying. Her features altered until she looked like Cas
sandra.

“I don't want to forgive you, Asher,” she said in a cold tone. “In fact, I want to

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leave you. Cora is dead. I have to leave now.”

As her cruel voice reached my ears, I wanted to stop her. I cried out for her, but
Cas sandra turned her back to me and walked away until her figure faded. As I
was left crying and lonely, I struggled to move.

I was all alone.

And then I woke up.

When I opened my eyes, my head swam with dizziness. I couldn't make sense of
where I was and what had happened to me before this. I sensed someone was
walking toward me and called out. “Cas sandra?”

But I knew at once that it wasn't her, nor was it Cora.

My vision came into focus, and when it did, I realized it was Adalyn. She was
holding a cup in her hand.

“How do you feel, Asher?” she asked. Her tone was sweet but her lovely features
were cold. Before I could answer, she placed the cup on the table beside me and
then touched my forehead. “A bit earlier than I expected.”

She studied me for a moment and then smirked. “I thought you would be asleep
for much longer.”