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Don't make me miss my own wedding

Author: Ella Wood
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-04 00:16:34

Gahn grinned, Dahlia sprawled naked on the bed, the fireplace blazing. He’d kept her awake all night.

She stirred, her hand reaching out blindly for him. He slid in beside her, tugging her close.

“Still want to sleep,” she mumbled, half-conscious.

He pulled the blanket over her, pressing a kiss to her neck. “Hmmm,” she sighed, already drifting.

Gahn stayed up, watching her until her breathing evened out. Then, carefully, he slipped out of bed, threw on his clothes on, and left.

“How’s the prep going?” he asked.

“Tonight’s the big party,” Heidi said, finally. “Got her the dress. Hope she likes it.”

“Dahlia doesn’t care. She loves me, Mom.”

Heidi cupped his face. “I’m happy for you, son. Seeing you both like this… Alice did the right thing. Where’s Dahlia?”

“Sleeping, Mom. Let her rest. Kept her up all night.” He walked off, laughing. “She had it coming.”

Heidi shook her head.

The dress was understated but stunning. Todd fussed with her hair, stepping back to admire his work. "Damn, gir
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  • THE HOLIDAY I BECAME HIS LUNA   Now we wait

    Dahlia stirred awake, her body loose and heavy. She glanced at her phone, noon already. Gahn strode in, holding a mug of coffee. “Sleeping the day away or are we actually going to do something?” he teased.“Come here,” she said, stretching her arms lazily toward him.He set the coffee down and joined her on the bed, lying close. She leaned in, brushing a soft kiss against his lips.“How’re you feeling?” she asked, her voice low.“I feel bad…”“Oh, I’m fine,” Gahn replied, his lips grazing her neck. “And I’m not done yet.”She let out a laugh. “Where are we going?”“Surprise,” he said, giving her a light smack on the ass. “Now go shower and get dressed.”“Hmmm, okay…” She slid out of bed slowly, pretending to linger. He reached for her, but she darted to the bathroom, locking the door behind her.“I can wait here all day,” he called out.Her laughter bounced off the bathroom walls.She stepped out of the bathroom, and there he was, leaning against the doorframe. “Gahn,” she started, bu

  • THE HOLIDAY I BECAME HIS LUNA   You're insane

    Gahn, Lupin, and Hunter hovered behind the men, their low growls rumbling like a distant storm.Mr…Bunker Jim, he said, I hunt, but I don’t set traps. Something’s off here, and I don’t like it.You should walk away now, Gahn said, his gaze heavy, before this gets worse for you.What’s a hunter doing at a wolf gala? Lupin stepped closer, his tone sharp.I know what you are, Jim shot back. I’ll prove it. You don’t scare me. With that, he turned and marched off.Maybe we should scare him, Hunter muttered.I’m in, Lupin grinned.Enough, Dahlia cut in. Humans can’t know. But we’d better keep tabs on him.Lupin turned to Dahlia, his tone softer. You did good. The foundation’s raking it in, your product’s flying off the shelves.Thanks, Lupin, Dahlia replied. If you’re up for it, I’ll design a new line this year. "Let’s get wasted," she said with a grin.They took turns dancing with her, while Emily sat nearby, looking like she was about to explode.As Dahlia walked back with Lupin, laughin

  • THE HOLIDAY I BECAME HIS LUNA   This is for my princess

    Three months later…Gahn heard the cries. How does this kid eat so much? he muttered.Dahlia was out cold. Seriously, we need a nanny, or three. We’re dying here, he thought.He shuffled to the nursery. “Hey, Jay, what’s the deal, buddy?” he said.Jay grinned up at him. “Alright, you win. That smile? Killer. Bet that’s how I won your mom over. We’ve got the magic grin, women can’t resist it…oh, crap.” He froze as Dahlia appeared in the doorway, smirking.“What exactly are you teaching our son?” she asked, pulling him in for a kiss.“Drink up, kid. Your mom’s got plans for me,” Gahn said, as she started unbuttoning her pajama top.“Not cool, Dahlia. I’m on baby duty here,” he called after her as she walked away.He dialed Greg. “Get me two nannies. Full background checks, you know the drill.”“Already burnt out?” Greg chuckled.“Yeah, hilarious. Just make it happen,” Gahn snapped.He plopped Jay back in the crib and returned to the bedroom. Dahlia was out cold.He slipped into bed, her

  • THE HOLIDAY I BECAME HIS LUNA   Let's just move on

    Two months laterThe commotion downstairs jolted Bram and Dahlia awake. Dahlia bolted to the bathroom, gagging like clockwork. Bram pulled on his clothes and headed down, Dahlia trailing behind.“Dad, what’s going on?” she asked, her voice tight.Ben rubbed his forehead, looking wrecked. “The company’s tanked, Dahlia. Someone’s offering to take over, but they want the pack too. No choice. Haner and Connor got called in as well.”Dahlia frowned. “I don’t get it.”“You don’t need to,” Ben snapped, pacing. “Just go back to your room.”The weight of it all was crushing him, Hannah’s ultimatum, the company’s collapse, everything unraveling.Bram glanced at Dahlia. “Go rest. The baby could come any day now.”She retreated to the bedroom, where Briana slipped in moments later.“He sent this,” Briana said, holding out her phone. “Hurry up.”The video played. “My love,” his voice crackled through the screen. “Almost there. Just a few more days. I’ll hold my son in my arms, that’s a promise. I

  • THE HOLIDAY I BECAME HIS LUNA   He's not your son

    Mr. Haner? What the hell is going on? She stared at the pictures, her mom and Haner in every single one. And who’s the baby? No dates, no notes, nothing. Mom, you left me a damn riddle. Now she was more lost than before.Todd walked in. "Your dad’s acting weird, like, full-on creepy vibes. What’s up?" "What the fuck?" He glanced at the photos. "Is that you?" "I don’t know, Todd.Fourteen years agoThey were seated at the conference table, tension hanging thick in the air.“Brothers, we need to make a call. My daughter’s special, a Luna, chosen by the goddess,” Ben declared, his tone firm.Fred shot him a look. “Fine. Then my son…”“He’s not your son,” Ben cut in sharply. “Heidi had an affair and refused to tell you who the father is.”Fred’s jaw tightened. “Why the hell are you so harsh on him?”George sighed, leaning back. “Alright, here’s the deal. My son Bram, he’s not blood, but we’ll raise him right, and he’ll be her husband.”The lawyer shifted uncomfortably, glancing between th

  • THE HOLIDAY I BECAME HIS LUNA   Pretend

    “Bram, tell me you see him. Please.” Dahlia’s face went ghostly white.“Uncle, we thought…” Her knees buckled. Bram grabbed her before she hit the ground, and someone shoved a glass of water into his hand.When she came to, her dad’s sharp gaze was locked on her.“Sorry to crash the party. Memories decided to show up uninvited. Here I am. Now get up, princess, and finish the show.”Dahlia was still pale, the world around her a haze of mechanical chatter.Bergen airportGahn boarded the jet to Oslo and dialed Briana. “You owe me big time. Turn your phone to video and get inside.”He watched the ceremony, her face pale, her expression hollow. “Damn it,” he muttered.“Okay, I’ll call again. Pick up this time,” he told her.He punched another number. “Greg, you set?”“Ready. You called it, how’d you know?” Greg asked.“They never found the body. He killed his wife, and Dahlia was supposed to go with her,” Gahn said flatly.“The guy has got a grudge,” Greg remarked.“First thing tomorrow,

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