His Married Luna: Forbidden Desire

Martha Running deeper into the Oak-hickory forest, I repeat to myself. "This is what I need." In the distance, I hear the distant howls of fellow werewolves on their runs, but I try to steer clear of my pack members.I have to clear my head and find a way to survive the day without feeling like an abandoned wife. I can't shake the feeling that my husband, Lucian, might be cheating on me. Maybe I'm overthinking, but his recent behavior has been shady and my intuition is rarely wrong.I married Lucian Remus and became the Luna of the Red Moon Pack eighteen years ago. Despite approaching thirty-five, I still look like I'm in my mid-twenties. Our first night together resulted in our amazing daughter, Star. She's confident, strong, and challenges Lucian when needed. She's the only one who can confront the Alpha in our pack.Star and I can literally fit in the same outfit if I lose a little weight, and she’s always saying I'm taking her shine in the Pack. Having a great body is terrific,

MarthaAs I sifted through the files on my desk, a throbbing headache pulsed in my temple. I gently massaged it with my left hand, trying to find some relief. The pack account statements needed my attention, and I couldn't afford to leave them unattended. It was a weekly routine that fell on my shoulders since no one else would take care of it.Just as I delved into the second pile of documents, a knock on my door interrupted my concentration. "Come in," I replied, my gaze barely lifting as the person entered. It turned out to be one of the servants."Luna, I wanted to inform you that Alpha Lucian has returned," the servant said politely, instantly grabbing my interest.My fingers froze on the document sheet I was about to turn over. Lucian is back? How peculiar. Blinking away my thoughts, I refocused on the waiting servant, forcing a smile.“Thank you for telling me,” he bowed and left.I slumped in my chair, my heart heavy with frustration and resentment. It had been days since Luci

MarthaI held onto the knife tightly, slicing the apple and putting the pieces in a small container. Then, I made a sandwich with wheat bread, adding bologna, cheese, tomato, cabbage, and onion, and topped it with an olive on a toothpick. Despite keeping busy with breakfast, I still felt restless. I couldn't distract myself from the Pack's problems, but I didn't want to overwhelm myself with them either.“Mm…mom, breakfast smells good,” I whipped my head to the side, smiling when I saw my daughter, Star, beaming up at me. “It’s a…lot,” she chuckled and I stared down at the table filled with food. In my effort of productivity, I might have gone overboard and cooked a whole truckload of food for breakfast.I just shrugged. “It’s fine. If we can’t finish it up, we’ll pack it up, alright? I made your lunch as well,” I assured her and she smiled even wider, before walking up to me and kissing me on the cheek whilst standing on her tiptoes. “You’re the best,”My heart warmed up at her compl

Martha It seemed surreal, like I was watching a movie. Seeing those photos jolted something in me, that made it seem like I was having an out-of-body experience. It was very unreasonable and heartbreaking to me, not because I was so in love with Lucian, but because he was a self-centered, egotistical maniac that I had to put up with. "I can't believe he's comfortable living with all these lies," I muttered angrily. I regret the day I said yes to marrying Lucian. I was blinded by attraction and infatuation, unable to see his true colors. He pretended to care, but it was all about sex. Naively, I thought it was love, not realizing it was just a physical connection between us.“Luna, what would you like for dinner?” One of the maids, Val, came in with courtesy as she asked me. “Get started on some cheesecake for Star. I would like a light casserole with some baguettes on the side and for dessert, chocolate cake?” I said, not quite focused on the order I was giving, but Val seemed to g

Martha"You can't deny it, Lucian. The proof is right in front of you. I can't believe you'd lie to me like this," I said, feeling a surge of anger and hurt.“Yeah, so what? You can obviously see that it’s Jasmine in the picture. It isn’t rocket science, do the math,” he tried to downplay it, once again making me look like the foolish one. But once he saw the stern, unwavering look on my face, he faltered a bit. "Just admit it, you're cheating with Jasmine. This is a big deal and you can't just brush it off," I insisted, wanting him to understand the impact of his actions."Okay, fine. Yes, I'm with Jasmine, but let's not blow it out of proportion, alright? It's just temporary, so relax," he said, trying to downplay the situation.But his casual attitude only fueled my anger. "Temporary? Relax? Are you serious? Your actions have consequences, not just for us, but for everyone involved! You're neglecting your responsibilities as a husband, father, and Alpha," I exclaimed, my frustratio