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The First Crack in His Control
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2026-08-07 00:38:10
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His Innocent Luna: Bought and Claimed by His Bed The First Crack in His Control
Sitting this close to an untamed Alpha wolf is absolute torture. Celandra smiles and nods politely at whatever her mother is saying, but her mind is miles away from the conversation. Every nerve ending in her skin is locked onto the male sitting beside her, desperate to force a reaction out of him.Under the cover of the long table, she slowly stretches her leg outward, letting the smooth skin of her calf brush lightly against his dark trousers.The brief contact hits her like a bolt of lightning, making her breath catch in her throat. Yet Vaelor does not flinch. He remains rigid as iron, the only sign that he felt her touch being the sudden, white-knuckled grip he takes on his iron goblet, bending the metal slightly under his palm."Celandra, dear, do you require anything else from the pantry?" Fenrik's voice suddenly breaks through her haze, bringing her back to reality. "Your mother and I are heading back to the hearth to check on the sweet breads.""No, thank you, Fenrik," Celandr
His Innocent Luna: Bought and Claimed by His Bed The First Crack in His Control
The heavy timber front door booms against the stone frame, rattling the iron hinges throughout the Greycliff lodge. The echo reverberates down the corridors, fading into a suffocating silence that settles over the main hall. Celandra stands motionless near the center of her room, her pulse hammering wildly against her ribs, completely breathless as the vibrations die away.Every inch of her skin prickles with electric heat. Her lips ache, swollen and burning from the phantom pressure of his mouth—he was mere millimeters from claiming her, from sinking his teeth into her soul. She knows it. There is no doubt left in her mind. Yet he fled once again, leaving her alone in the quiet shadows of her quarters. Only this time, the familiar sting of abandonment and shame fails to take root. Instead, a dangerous, dark fire flares in her belly, raw and ravenous, demanding far more than half-measures.She can still feel the lingering weight of his calloused hand pinned against her upper arm, the
His Innocent Luna: Bought and Claimed by His Bed The First Crack in His Control
"Oh, is that right?" she huffs, turning her back on me to lean over her drafting table again.I thought having me in the room would make her cover up, maybe grab a long cloak or pull on some trousers. But she just arches her back over the parchment, bending right in front of me again.The thin fabric of her shorts rides up, exposing the soft, pale curve where her thigh meets her bottom, and my imagination goes wild. My heart rate spikes, my breath coming out in rough, heavy drags. My large hands flex at my sides, dying to grab those soft hips and pin her against the desk."And I'm here to make sure you understand you're never going back to the lower territory with Sylvene," I add, my voice dropping into an possessive Alpha rumble as I remember all those males staring at her skin. My jaw aches from clenching so hard. I should have killed Cassian when I had the chance.Without turning around, Celandra replies, "Oh, really? You think you can disappear for a whole year, refuse to look at
His Innocent Luna: Bought and Claimed by His Bed The First Crack in His Control
My knuckles turn white around the leather wheel of my beast-hauler as I tear through the forest road. My wolf is practically clawing at my chest, frantic with a burning, possessive hunger that won’t settle down.Thank the moon my father assigned me to clear the fallen timber along the northern boundary today. The heavy physical labor is the only thing keeping my mind from completely snapping over Celandra. I have to be careful when hauling massive logs near the ravine—one slip, one moment of lost focus, and a rogue timber could crush an Enforcer instantly.I’m usually the most composed high-ranking warrior in the Frosthaven Dominion, but today every nerve under my skin is raw. I’m slamming iron tools, growling at the younger pack males, tearing through trees like a madman. I just want to finish this shift so I can get back to her. It’s impossible to clear border trails when your head is completely consumed by your step-sister’s scent and your cock is throbbing against your trousers al
His Innocent Luna: Bought and Claimed by His Bed The First Crack in His Control
"Yeah, right," she mutters, turning her head to stare out the side window.I open my mouth to speak—to say something that will ruin everything—but I clamp my jaw shut and grind my back teeth together. I pull onto the private trail leading up to Fenrik’s estate. I’m losing my grip. If I don't get out of this truck soon, my wolf is going to claim her right here on the leather seat...And the worst part is, I don't think I have the strength to stop it...Celandra watched Vaelor as he put the beast-hauler into park outside the main lodge, his massive frame completely still and composed, like he hadn't just shattered a male's jaw with his bare hands. My heart is still pounding against my ribs, just like it has been from the second I looked up into his dark eyes in the alley.He cuts the ignition, and the heavy silence of the mountain settles over us. The night feels thick with unsaid things. Even the rustle of the pine trees outside sounds loud in the quiet cab. I shift slightly against th
His Innocent Luna: Bought and Claimed by His Bed The First Crack in His Control
The heavy tires of the beast-hauler hummed against the dark mountain path leading back from the lower territory.And what the hell is that tiny little piece of fabric she’s wearing? It’s more like sheer heat-lingerie than something you wear to the lower territory where any rogue can mark you with his eyes. Doesn’t she know how the unbonded males will react to something like that?It was Sylvene’s idea, of course. The boy-crazy wolf who’s been nothing but a terrible influence on her since day one. I’ve never liked her. Celandra doesn't touch heavy mead, but I can smell the sour alcohol clung to her breath over her sweet female scent."Seatbelt," I tell her, my voice low and dark. She quickly buckles up, but the leather strap only accentuates the sharp perkiness of her tits against the silk. "You’ve got no idea how lucky you are that my wolf was on patrol."There’s one place I want to take her right now—back to my enforcement den where I can lock the door—but I turn and take the trail t
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