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2026-04-24 23:03:35
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His Mate, But Not His Luna The doctors won’t talk
Author’s POVThe room fell into silence after Monroe finished reading the letter. It was not the tense, suffocating silence from before. This one was different.It was lighter and filled with insurmountable relief.The kind of silence people fell into when death stepped away from their throat at the very last second.For a moment, none of them moved. Then slowly, almost visibly, the panic in the room loosened its grip.Mrs. Monroe was the first to sink into it.“Oh, thank the Moon Goddess,” she whispered weakly, one trembling hand pressing against her chest. “They really were kidnapped…”The breath she released sounded shaky, almost disbelieving, as though she had been bracing herself for something far worse.Isyra’s shoulders sagged. The terror that had gripped her since the mention of investigation finally eased enough for her to breathe properly again. Henry wasn’t secretly arresting people. He hadn’t uncovered everything. Not yet.The realization flooded her with such overwhelming
His Mate, But Not His Luna You’re barren, Isyra
Author’s POVHe looked almost deranged in his conviction.“My family sacrificed everything for this!” he went on. “Everything!” His lip curled in disdain. “And what did the Alpha’s family do? Nothing! They abandoned it! Roaming the world like fools while I held everything together!”His gaze snapped toward Isyra.“And now this—this mess—because of that girl!”His voice dripped with venom. “Lysera.”The name came out like a curse.“That useless, stubborn, inconvenient girl had to get pregnant.” His expression darkened further. “If she had just died when she was supposed to, none of this would be happening.” He kept going. “She should have been executed,” he continued harshly. “Everything would have been clean and done with.”His teeth clenched tightly.“And now she dares to challenge me? In my own pack? In front of servants?” His voice rose again. “She walked out on me.”The disbelief in that alone was enough to fuel his anger further.“I don’t care about the Moon Goddess anymore,” he
His Mate, But Not His Luna This pack belongs to me!
Author’s POVThe second living room in the Monroe estate was smaller than the grand hall that greeted visitors, but it lacked nothing in refinement. Polished wood gleamed under soft lamplight, velvet cushions sat untouched on carefully arranged seats, and the air carried the faint scent of incense that had long since burned out.Tonight, however, the room felt suffocatingly heavy like something unseen had settled over it and refused to lift.Isyra paced back and forth. Back and forth.Her steps were uneven, sharp against the floor, betraying the panic clawing its way through her chest. Her hands trembled at her sides, then clenched, then released again as though she could physically shake the fear out of herself if she moved enough.She couldn’t.Her mother sat slumped into one of the single-seater couches, her posture unusually collapsed, her elegance stripped away by exhaustion. Her face looked drawn, pale, and older than it had any right to be.And Elder Monroe— He sat upright, sti
His Mate, But Not His Luna Tormenting her sister
LyseraThe walls were closing in again.It wasn’t something I could see. The room had not changed. The same bed, the same window, the same quiet that had wrapped itself around me since I had been confined here. But today, that quiet felt heavier. It pressed against my chest, crawled up my throat, settled behind my ribs until breathing itself felt like effort.I stood by the window for a long moment, staring out at a sky that looked too wide for a world I was not allowed to step into.“I need air,” I muttered.My wolf stirred immediately, alert and eager.‘Then go out.’It sounded simple. But then again, it was now simple. I was no longer the Lysera Henry thought was evil. I had my freedom now to do as I wanted. I turned away from the window and reached for a cloak, pulling it over my shoulders and covering my hair carefully. I made sure the fabric fell low enough to shadow most of my face. Not perfect, but enough to shield my identity for a few hours.When I stepped outside, Timothy
His Mate, But Not His Luna Kneel and beg for forgiveness
LyseraMy father moved before the silence could settle.It was always like that with him—he never allowed space for doubt to grow, never allowed a situation to breathe. He stepped forward with authority wrapped tightly around him, his presence heavy, suffocating, as though he alone could bend the room back into order.“Enough of this nonsense,” he said sharply.His voice cut through everything—through my mother’s sobs, through the whispers, through the fragile tension that had begun to shift.His eyes locked onto mine, hard and unyielding.“Kneel.”The word landed between us like a command carved in stone. A few servants stiffened. Someone inhaled sharply.For a brief second, the old instinct stirred in me. The one that had been trained into my bones for years. Lower your head. Obey. Don’t resist.But it passed just as quickly as it came. I didn’t move.I didn’t lower my gaze. I didn’t flinch.“I will not kneel,” I said calmly.That alone was enough to ripple through the room again. M
His Mate, But Not His Luna Her parent’s visitation
LyseraI was halfway through a bowl of sliced fruit when a knock came. It sounded soft and almost hesitant. I didn’t look up immediately. I took another bite, chewing slowly, letting the quiet stretch just a little longer before I spoke.“Come in.”The door opened carefully, and a servant stepped inside, her head already bowed.“Miss Lysera… your parents are asking for you. They are waiting for you in the main living room.”My hand paused mid-air. For a second, I said nothing.Then I resumed eating like she had just told me something completely ordinary.“Of course they are,” I murmured.The rumors must have reached them and of course, they would come. Not to ask, not to understand but control, to intimidate and to make me take the blame like always.A smile tugged at my lips, slow and deliberate. This was a mistake. A very big one. They had walked right into something they could never have anticipated.“Tell them I’ll be there shortly,” I said.“Yes, Miss Lysera.”She left quickly.
His Mate, But Not His Luna Did he try to kill himself?
LyseraI snapped awake to screaming.Not the kind that belonged to nightmares or memory, but real—raw, panicked, echoing through stone and corridors like a warning bell rung too hard, too fast.“Maids! Healers! Someone come—now! The alpha is drying!”Harlow’s voice.My heart slammed against my ribs
Last Updated : 2026-03-28His Mate, But Not His Luna Has he ever looked at Isyra like that?
Author’s POVThe visiting Alpha arrived just before dusk, his presence announced long before his footsteps ever crossed into the pack house.There was a shift in the air when another Alpha entered foreign territory—an instinctive tightening, a low hum of awareness that ran through the guards and se
Last Updated : 2026-03-27His Mate, But Not His Luna Give her to me!
Author’s POVHenry stood ankle-deep in water.The lake was small and shallow, the surface barely disturbed except for the faint ripples spreading out from where he stood. The water was cold enough to bite, but not enough to hurt. Pale reeds ringed the edges, bending slightly as though moved by a br
Last Updated : 2026-03-26His Mate, But Not His Luna Inconsistency
LyseraFor a long while after I fell silent, Healer Apollo said nothing.The room felt strangely small then, as though the walls had crept closer while I was talking. The quiet pressed against my ears until I almost wished he would interrupt me, accuse me of lying, do something to break the tension
Last Updated : 2026-03-26
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