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THE MORNING AFTER
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Feral Bond SERENA'S SCHEMES
Chapter 21 – Serena’s Schemes The council chamber had barely emptied after another grueling session when Brock felt the faintest shift in the air. A scent he hadn’t inhaled in years brushed past him like the ghost of another life—rose and smoke. “Brock,” a voice purred behind him, smooth as silk and sharp as a dagger. He turned, and there she was. Serena. The years had changed her only slightly, sharpening her beauty into something more dangerous, more deliberate. Her amber eyes glittered like fire, and her long auburn hair spilled over her shoulders. She wasn’t dressed like a warrior returning home—no, she was dressed to remind him of everything she thought he’d missed. “Serena,” Brock’s voice was low, controlled. “You’re back.” She smiled, stepping closer, her heels clicking against the stone floor. “Did you miss me?” “I wasn’t aware you were coming.” “That’s because I wanted to surprise you.” Her fingers trailed lightly along his arm, lingering too long, testing his resolve
Feral Bond THE FESTIVAL OF THE MOON
Chapter 20 – The Festival of the Moon Jenna’s POV The pack’s festival was like nothing I’d ever seen. Bonfires lit the training fields, their flames stretching into the night sky. Wolves danced around them, their laughter wild and primal, fur gleaming silver under the full moon. Long tables groaned under roasted meats, sweet fruits, and golden bread. Children darted through the crowd with painted faces, while warriors toasted with mugs of dark ale. For the first time since I’d been dragged here, I saw the pack not as monsters… but as people. A family. And they were beginning to see me, too. When Brock led me into the center of the gathering, conversation fell quiet. All eyes turned to us. My heart hammered, but I forced my chin high. The memory of training still burned in my muscles. I was no wolf, but I’d earned something. A spark of respect. “Your Luna,” Brock announced, his arm circling my waist. His voice carried across the field, deep and final. “Chosen by the Moon Goddess
Feral Bond TRAINING THE TREASURE
Chapter 19 – Training the Treasure Jenna’s POV The first time Brock led me out into the training grounds, I thought the wolves were going to tear me apart. Dozens of warriors stopped sparring when they saw us. Their eyes followed me, some suspicious, some openly hostile. A few muttered under their breath, and I caught the words human and weak. My stomach twisted. This was worse than the council chamber. At least the elders were predictable in their cruelty. The pack warriors looked like they wanted to snap me in half just to see if I bled like them. Brock’s aura filled the yard like a stormcloud. “She is your Luna,” he growled. “Show her respect, or answer to me.” Silence. Not a single wolf dared speak. Still, I could feel their doubt pressing against me, heavier than any chain. Brock turned to me, his golden eyes burning. “You wanted strength. You’ll earn it here.” I swallowed hard, but nodded. I wasn’t going to back down. Not in front of them. --- The First Lesson “Drop
Feral Bond THE TREASURE OF THE PACK
Chapter 18 – The Treasure of the Pack Brock’s POV The council chamber was tense, the air thick with the stench of incense and old stone. Six elders sat in their carved chairs, their silver eyes glinting with disapproval. My wolf snarled beneath my skin, itching to tear them apart. At my side, Jenna walked stiffly, chin lifted. Her defiance both infuriated me and made me want to shield her from their gaze. She didn’t belong here, under their scrutiny, yet she was the reason this meeting had been called. Elder Veyra, the sharpest of them all, leaned forward. “Alpha Brock, we have received disturbing reports.” Her gaze slid to Jenna. “Your… mate experienced heat.” A ripple of murmurs filled the chamber. Wolves exchanged wary glances. Heat belonged to wolves — not humans. I let my aura flare, silencing them. “And?” I growled. “She is mine. That is all that matters.” Elder Korran slammed his cane against the floor. “It matters because this is unnatural! A human should not enter heat
Feral Bond THE MORNING AFTER
Chapter 17 – The Morning After Brock’s POV The first thing I noticed was the silence. Not the aftermath of battle, not the screaming of wolves outside, not the council’s endless muttering. Just silence. Her breathing. Slow. Uneven. The sound of her heart, steady but fragile, like a bird beating against a cage. She was asleep. Jenna lay curled beside me, tangled in the sheets, her hair spread across the pillow in a dark halo. Moonlight streamed through the tall windows, painting her skin silver. The mark I’d given her glowed faintly at her throat, pulsing in time with mine. For once, she looked peaceful. Unscarred by fear. Untouched by the fire that had torn through her hours ago. My chest tightened. I’d had women before. Many. All of them beautiful, eager, desperate. I used them for what I wanted, what my body craved, and then discarded them when they became nothing but noise. There had never been more. There was never meant to be. But last night… last night was different. H
Feral Bond THE HEAT AND THE MOON
Chapter 16 – The Heat and the Moon Jenna’s POV The kiss shattered me. It wasn’t gentle, wasn’t soft. It was wild — hunger and fury and fire all rolled into one. His lips crashed against mine, claiming, devouring, and the bond between us roared like a beast finally unleashed. I should’ve pushed him away. I should’ve fought. Instead, my fingers tangled in his wet hair, dragging him closer, gasps breaking into moans as my body surrendered to the inferno. He growled into my mouth, the sound vibrating through me, and suddenly I was on my back, pinned beneath him on the vast bed. His weight pressed me down, not crushing but anchoring, as if nothing in the world could move him from me. The heat inside me screamed, clawing, demanding more. My back arched against him, and he cursed, low and guttural, ripping himself away for a second, his forehead pressed to mine. “Damn it, Jenna… you don’t know what you’re doing to me.” “I can’t—” My voice cracked, desperate. “I can’t stop it.” His
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