The Alpha's Luna Is Mine
After five years,the war finally came to an end and he will be back, back to his Pack,back to her arms. It wasn't just his return but the answers to her prayers.
She has been both the Luna and the Alpha for Five years, she yearned so much for her man.
He gave her the biggest surprise of her life, he didn't just come back alone,he came back with a woman. His fated mate.
Just a moment, a minute, her life shattered,she couldn't take it, she left the Pack for them, just for the night, she needed to scream to the world. But then she met him, in her drunken state,she wanted him so badly.
A one night sin. Just for the night.
Fate had other plans for them, in a blink she found out, he's not just anyone but her husband's twin brother she never got to see. Is the moon goddess perhaps playing a trick on them?
War broke out between the two brothers when Alpha Aethelwulf found out she's his fated mate. His twin brother wasn't ready to let her go, he still wants her as his mate.
At the end one must win, blood or sacrifice?
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Chapter: Involve The Priest Alice POVI looked at Quinton's expression and couldn't help the laughter that erupted from my chest. The question he had just asked sounded so ridiculous coming from someone like him that I simply couldn't hold it in. For a moment, all the tension from the past few hours eased, and the sound of my laughter filled Damien's room.The room itself had finally settled into silence after the chaos of the ritual. The expensive chandelier hanging from the ceiling cast a warm golden glow over the polished furniture. The walls were adorned with rare paintings Damien had spent years collecting from different countries. The scent of cedarwood, leather, and expensive cologne lingered in the air. Everything looked perfect and untouched, yet the unconscious vampire lying on the bed reminded me that nothing about tonight had been normal. Quinton frowned at me."Why are you laughing?" He was confused. I laughed even harder and leaned ba
Last Updated: 2026-07-20
Chapter: Eliminate The Hunters Alice POVQuinton held the girl's hand the moment we stepped outside her apartment and teleported straight back to Damien's room. I knew that after everything we had done tonight, both of us would need a ridiculous amount of blood to recover our strength. Teleporting repeatedly was draining enough, but whatever Quinton was planning looked far more dangerous than anything we had attempted so far.I followed immediately and appeared inside Damien's luxurious bedroom. The room looked exactly as it always had, elegant and immaculate despite the chaos surrounding its owner. Expensive paintings decorated the walls, their golden frames reflecting the soft glow of the chandelier overhead. The scent of cedarwood, expensive cologne, and freshly polished furniture lingered in the air. Everything in the room screamed perfection, yet Damien's unconscious body lying motionless on the bed made the entire place feel unsettling.I sat at
Last Updated: 2026-07-20
Chapter: Follow MeAlice POV"This is a private estate. There's no other person living here besides Damien. What don't you understand about that? How will you find a white witch here?" I asked, completely confused by the certainty in Quinton's voice, because nothing about what he was saying made sense to me in that moment. The estate had always felt predictable, almost controlled, like every corner belonged to Damien alone, and I knew it too well to believe there could be some hidden presence living inside it without my knowledge.The mansion itself stretched endlessly behind us, a structure of wealth and power, with polished marble floors, towering glass windows, and walls decorated with expensive paintings that Damien had personally collected over the years. Everything about it screamed order, silence, and exclusivity, and that was why Quinton’s claim felt almost insulting to my understanding of the place."I will go bring her. Stay here." He replied.His confidence irritated me more than it reassured
Last Updated: 2026-07-19
Chapter: A White Witch Is HereAlice POVI placed my index finger in front of my lips to give Quinton a sign to shut his mouth. The knock came again, louder this time, echoing through the mansion. The sound made my nerves tighten. Every second spent away from Damien felt dangerous. I quickly walked to the door, opened it slightly, stepped outside, and pulled it shut behind me before whoever was standing there could catch even a glimpse of what was happening inside."Good day ma, I'm sorry for disturbing you this hour of the night but..." I didn't let him finish and I interrupted immediately."I'm happy you know that this is not a good time to come knocking on someone's door. What the hell brought you here at this hour of the day?" I asked, anger surging through my chest.The manager swallowed hard. Sweat glistened on his forehead despite the cold night air. His eyes kept drifting toward the door behind me as if he expected Damien to suddenly appear."There's an emergency in the club that needs Sir Damien's immediat
Last Updated: 2026-07-19
Chapter: A WitchAlice POVQuinton looked at me with a perplexed expression, as though he was trying to make sense of the words that had just left my mouth. He was no longer lying on the bed. At some point during my explanation, he had gotten to his feet and crossed the distance between us. Now he stood only a few steps away, his eyes fixed on mine, searching for any sign that I was joking."What do you mean by that? Alice, tell me this is a joke." He asked, pinning his gaze on me.My throat suddenly felt dry. Saying it once had been difficult enough. Saying it again felt even worse."Damien is dead." I said quietly as I rubbed my palms together. The words hung heavily in the air between us. Neither of us spoke for several seconds. Quinton simply stared at me as though his mind refused to accept what he had heard."How did this happen? Have you contacted the Priest and Arthurwolf?" He asked as he began pacing
Last Updated: 2026-07-03
Chapter: This Is A Set Up Damien’s POVI moved my swivel chair sideways and studied her with quiet amusement as she stepped into the room like she always owned the space, like gravity bent slightly differently around her presence. Alice had that kind of entrance that didn’t ask for attention but took it anyway, the kind of beauty that didn’t feel soft or delicate but sharp and intentional, like something forged rather than born.Tonight she looked like a night queen, a figure carved out of elegance and danger, the type of presence humans would stare at too long without understanding why they suddenly felt unsettled. She was wearing a red mini gown, short enough to demand attention without ever trying, the fabric clinging to her frame in a way that suggested confidence more than exposure, her long sleeves made from a mesh like material embroidered with faint silver beadwork that shimmered whenever she moved her arms.
Last Updated: 2026-07-02
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