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22: The Wrong Woman
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RISE OF THE SCORNED LUNA 23: We're Fused Together
ZANE “What did you say?” I blinked again, as if my ears had failed me.She leaned back against the pillows, unbothered, regal even. The softness she’d worn earlier was gone, replaced with an expression so sharp and cold.“I said you married the wrong woman,” she repeated, savoring every word.My pulse thudded hard in my ears. I forced a laugh, thin and brittle. “You’re tired,” I said. “You are only saying nonsense because you are tired. You are not making sense, Emma. What do you mean by "I married the wrong woman” ?”Emma studied me for a moment, like she was deciding how much she wanted to enjoy this. Then she shifted, sitting up straighter, the sheets slipping down her shoulders. Her lips curved slowly.“Oh, Zane,” she said, clicking her tongue. “You really are slow. Far less impressive than I thought,” Something in her voice made my stomach twist. I was becoming exasperated by my thoughts, all jumbled up, and nothing made sense. “What the fuck do you mean?” I clenched my jaw.
RISE OF THE SCORNED LUNA 22: The Wrong Woman
ZANE Emma and I were finally married, and our wedding day was everything I had imagined and more. Every detail fell into place with a precision that felt like fate itself bending to my will. But even as vows were exchanged and smiles were given, my thoughts were away from it all, past the ceremony, past the applause.It was what came after that truly mattered to me.Power.I could already picture it, how it would feel settling into my bones, how it would sharpen me, elevate me as soon as Emma and I finished fucking. Heck, I could already imagine Arlo’s face first, then Kael’s, the moment they realized the balance had shifted, that power had changed hands, and they weren’t on top of the supernatural food chain anymore. At the next public gala we were all required to attend, I would walk in carrying enough alpha weight to make them feel it. To make them bow and tremble at my feet.The anticipation made it hard to focus, hard to wait. But I had to, so I wouldn’t let anything slip.I
RISE OF THE SCORNED LUNA 21: One Last Taste in Italy
TWENTY-ONECAMILE By the time it was the weekend and we had to leave Italy, I couldn't even remember the number of orgasms Kael and Arlo had wrung from my body. And each one more soul-shattering than the last, leaving me raw and sated in ways I have never imagined. Italy had remade me, not just with scenery and gelato-sweet distractions, but through the relentless way these two powerful men… two powerful Alphas claimed every inch of me. They made me feel wanted, devoured, alive in a pulse that drowned out everything else. For once, I didn’t even remember who Zane or Emma was.There was only Kael and Arlo, the two infuriatingly sexy supernatural men with the sex stamina of gods who took it upon themselves to piece me back together, one hard thrust at a time.Packing was a blur.My hands shook as I tried to fold a sundress, the fabric slipping from my fingers every time their voices drifted from the living room, low, teasing, laced with that effortless sexiness that always made my
RISE OF THE SCORNED LUNA 20: An Innocent Breakfast
CAMILE By the next morning, I could barely feel my legs.Not in a bad way. In a used, loose, pleasantly heavy way that made even turning over feel like effort. My body ached, but my mind felt lighter than it had in weeks. Maybe months.It was definitely not a bad idea to come to Italy with these men.I woke up tangled in soft sheets that smelled faintly of Kael and Arlo, sunlight spilling lazily through sheer curtains. There was a cup on the nightstand beside me, the scent of Italian espresso filling the roomFor the first time in forever, I actually wanted to get out of bed.A note leaned against the cup, scrawled in Kael's neat handwriting.Get Ready. We're taking you out. Dress is waiting. KXA My eyes flicked to the foot of the bed, where a sleek black box waited, red ribbon-tied. I sat up, wincing at the pull in my thighs, and untied it. Inside the box was a simple sundress in soft ivory linen, light and flowy, perfect for the Italian heat. Tucked beneath it was a pair of lace
RISE OF THE SCORNED LUNA 19: While the whole city watches
CAMILE The ride back to the hotel was absolutely torture. Maybe because all three of us were so fucking turned on. As soon as we stumbled into the suite as a unit, the door clicking shut behind us, Arlo grabbed my waist and spun me toward the floor-to-ceiling window that dominated one wall, the city visible, pinning me there.“Arlo—” I gasped out in slight shock.His mouth crashed down on mine before I could continue my words, lips demanding, tongue thrusting deep. He kissed me like he was starving, no pauses, no mercy, devouring every gasp I tried to take. I melted into it, my hands fisting in his shirt as I kissed him back, moaning into his mouth, the sound vibrating between us. My pussy clenched, already slick from earlier, craving more.He broke just long enough to growl against my lips."I've been dying to do this all fucking day." Then he was back, sucking on my tongue, biting my lower lip until I whimpered, his hips grinding forward to press his erection against my stomac
RISE OF THE SCORNED LUNA 18: Fingered on the Gondola Ride
CAMILE Italy was an absolute dream. It had the most beautiful scenery I didn’t know I needed to see.Everything felt unreal, from the suite with its expansive terrace to the private pool that looked like molten glass to the hot tub steaming in the cool morning air. And thankfully—not so thankfully— after that insane moment on the plane, Arlo and Kael actually let me rest when we arrived. My body needed it. My mind definitely needed it.The next day, though, they refused to let me slip back into my thoughts.They dragged me everywhere.Breakfast in a quiet café off Via Margutta with mouthwatering espresso, then a slow walk through Ponte Sant’Angelo, the ancient angel statues staring down at us.It was surreal.Every time Kael stopped to speak to a vendor, he would switch languages so smoothly, from English to Italian, without missing a beat. His voice dropped lower, smoother, richer, and he’d lean in slightly, hands in his pockets, brows lifted just enough to make the vendor melt.
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