Stolen by the Psyco Alpha; Ghost Luna
For seven years, Felisha Walker lived as a ghost. To escape her tyrannical father, an Alpha King who viewed her purely as a royal breeding pawn to be sold to the highest bidder, she hid in the rain-slicked gutters of Geneva, swallowing toxic black-market suppressants to kill her royal scent.
Then her sanctuary burns, and her father’s extraction teams close in.
With no exit left, Felisha is funneled straight into the high-rise lair of Reymond Smith, the lethal, absolute ruler of the Smith Syndicate. Cold and terrifyingly dominant, Reymond offers a brutal ultimatum: sign a fake mating contract to legitimize his throne against a hostile council takeover, or be handed over to the monsters outside his door.
It was supposed to be a calculated transaction. But Reymond is hiding a dark, devastating secret.
For the first three days of every new month, a violent affliction fractures his mind, driving his inner wolf completely and unstoppably feral. He becomes a mindless, bloodthirsty monster locked in his own fortified Alpine chateau, until Felisha’s chemical suppressants finally fail. When her true royal scent hits the air, it becomes the only anchor capable of tethering his shattered sanity.
To survive his three days of madness, he needs her scent. To keep the beast from tearing the chateau apart, he needs her touch.
The lines of the fake contract completely disintegrate. Reymond doesn’t just protect her; he consumes her space, tracking her every move with an intoxicating, territorial hunger. Forced into dangerous, skin-to-skin proximity to ground his feral mind, the physical tension spirals out of control. What begins as desperate, heavy touches to calm a monster escalates into a raw, all-consuming passion that shatters their boundaries, driving them across the ultimate physical line into deep, undeniable intimacy.
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Chapter: Chapter 24: The Uninvited GuestNatalia POV"He’s moving on the vault," Reymond said, throwing back the velvet spread before the static on the tactical radio had even cleared.The heat of the mattress evaporated instantly. I pulled my tunic over my head, my limbs still heavy from the feverish surge of the bond, but the cold reality hit faster than the mountain air whistling past the window."The deep archives below the estate connect straight to the sub-level grid here," I said, pulling my boots on and cinching the leather straps tight over my wrists. My skin was still thrumming with that dark, silver warmth, but the wire in my chest had quieted. "If the envoy opens that vault with your father’s codes, he gets the original blood logs.""He doesn't get a damn thing," Reymond growled. He buckled his shoulder holster over his bare, scarred chest, not bother to grab a clean shirt. He grabbed a heavy tactical coat, throwing it around his broad shoulders. "We intercept the main terminal in the subterranean lab before they
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-31
Chapter: Chapter 23: Blood on the SheetsNatalia POVThe silver blood on my upper lip tasted like copper and cold mountain water.Reymond didn't move for two seconds. He stayed on his knees, staring at the drop as it ran down my chin, his face completely drained of colour. Then he scrambled up off the stone floor, his broad hands catching my shoulders before my knees could give out entirely."Don't touch me," I snapped, leaning back against the edge of the table."Natalia, you're bleeding.""I can feel it," I said, wiping my chin with the back of my sleeve. The smear left a faint, luminescent streak against the grey wool. "I've been feeling it since the broadcast. Every time I draw a breath, it feels like someone is pulling a thin wire out of my lungs.""The bond is feeding," Reymond said flatly. He didn't try to touch me again, but he stayed close enough that I could feel the heat radiating off his body. "When the council leader forced the ultimatum, your blood activated the defence protocol. My wolf took the energy to heal
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-27
Chapter: Chapter 22: Terms Written in SilverThe heavy iron doors clicked into place with a dry, final thud. The echo rattled against the frost-covered stained glass, then died entirely in the drafty expanse of the great hall.The council leader’s footsteps faded down the stone corridor outside, leaving behind the smell of cold cedar and expensive printer ink.The silence between Reymond and me felt thicker than the winter air pressing against the high arched windows."Power-transfer experiment," I said. My voice didn't shake. It was flat, hard, and devoid of any warmth. I turned slowly, every joint in my body stiff, and walked toward him.Each step measured. Intentional. The distance across the hearth vanished in three breaths. I stopped so close I could smell the stale salt of dried blood on his tactical vest and the faint, bitter pine scent he always carried."My blood," I said, repeating the council's words as if testing them for weight. "Listed as the primary source."I searched his silver eyes. They were shuttered, drawn ti
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-27
Chapter: Chapter 21: The Council at the GateThe car sat idling in the slush of the outer courtyard, exhaust curling white against the darkening Alpine sky. Flashing from its hood was the golden banner of the Southern Syndicate Council, bright and arrogant against the smoke-stained stone of the keep. "You stay in the inner study," Reymond said, his voice flat as he buckled a fresh shoulder holster over his bandage-bound chest. "Mauris has four men outside the door. If the delegation brings armed escorts past the threshold, he moves you to the lower vault." I stopped wrapping the clean linen strip over my split forearm and looked up at him. "I just told the entire northern territory that I chose to stand beside you, Reymond. If I hide in a cellar the second an envoy steps through the gate, I make us both look like liars." Reymond turned, his eyes dark with a possessive fury. "They aren't here to talk, Natalia. The Southern Council doesn't send diplomatic banners unless they've already decided who they're executing. You ar
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-25
Chapter: Chapter 20: The Cost of the CrownThe smoke hung low over the inner courtyard, thick with the sharp bite of cordite, burnt leather, and fresh blood.On the battlements above us, the stone parapet was cracked where Aubert had gone over the edge. I stood frozen, my hands trembling as the white-hot silver light under my skin slowly ebbed back into my veins, leaving behind a cold, hollow ache in my bones. Down in the mountain ravine below, the thick fog swallowed everything. No body. No sound. Just the endless rush of the winter wind against the cliff face.Beside me, my mother lowered the heavy sniper rifle. The barrel was still smoking, the acrid smell of burnt powder drifting between us. She didn't look at the fog where Aubert had fallen, nor did she look at me. She simply worked the bolt, ejecting the spent silver shell casing. It hit the frost-covered flagstones with a bright, metallic clink."He isn't dead," she said quietly, her voice smooth and entirely devoid of remorse. "A bullet through the lung won't kill an A
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-25
Chapter: Chapter 19: The Royal Proclamation"Lock down the inner perimeter," Reymond commanded his security chief over his tactical ear set, his voice ringing off the ancient stone walls of the keep. "Seal the heavy iron gates. Nobody enters, nobody leaves.""No," I said instantly, stepping straight into his path.Reymond’s jaw tightened, his gold-flecked eyes snapping down to mine. "Natalia, Aubert's vanguard is already pushing up the mountain pass. He isn't coming here to negotiate.""I spent seven years running from my past," I said, my chest heaving as the newly awakened power in my blood hummed under my skin. "I'm not spending another day hiding behind your walls while Aubert speaks in my name.""You think walking out there will stop a siege?" Reymond’s voice dropped into a low, protective growl."No. But hiding in here gives him total control of the narrative. If the northern packs think I'm your hostage, they'll burn this mountain to 'rescue' me."Before Reymond could answer, his ear set crackled with a sharp burst of sta
Huling Na-update: 2026-10-18
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