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Missed you too, princess

ผู้เขียน: Ella Wood
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-12-24 00:23:13

He squinted as sunlight hit his face, rubbing his eyes. Bram gripped his head. What the hell kind of dream was that? he muttered. He grabbed the teacup, took a whiff, and cursed under his breath. Not a dream, then. The lingering scent of a woman hit him. Definitely a setup—he hadn’t asked for any of this. Bram focused, trying to recall her words, then it hit him: the clicks. A camera. Shit, no, no, no. He snatched his phone and dialed Dahlia. Glancing at the monitors, she wasn’t home. He cursed again, storming off to shower and get dressed.

Chicago, the day of the gala

Hunter leaned in, his lips brushing her neck. “God, Dahlia, you’re irresistible.” Lupin stepped up behind her, his mouth grazing her shoulder.

She spun around, wrapping her arms around Lupin.

“Missed you,” he murmured, pulling her close. “Are you coming back?”

Before she could reply, her phone buzzed. Dahlia glanced at the screen and froze. The message was blunt, accompanied by a series of explicit photos. “Thanks for s
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  • 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,

  • THE HOLIDAY I BECAME HIS LUNA   Don't make me miss my own wedding

    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

  • THE HOLIDAY I BECAME HIS LUNA   You're defying the goddess

    Hunter stepped closer, his voice sharp. “Have you lost it? You’re going to piss off the goddess.”She shot him a look, defiant. “No, I haven’t. And now I’m done with this, finally. And so are the rest of you.” Her gaze swept over them before she turned and walked away, then broke into a sprint, disappearing into the forest. Stripping off her clothes, she shifted and ran, wild and untethered. No one could tell her what to do anymore.Gahn picked up her coat, leaning against a tree to wait. Eventually, she returned, pacing in front of him, her crescent mark glowing faintly. She shifted back, breathless.“Naughty girl,” he teased, draping the cape over her shoulders.She smirked. “Feels fucking amazing to finally be free. Yeah, they’re pissed, but what else could I do? Just sit there and take it? My mom chose the wrong alpha, and look how that turned out for her. Not happening to me.” She tossed the dress at him. “Now help me get this thing back on.”“Do I have to?” he drawled, holding i

  • THE HOLIDAY I BECAME HIS LUNA   What the hell did you just do?

    Bram settled beside her in the jet, while Gahn sat across, eyes shut. The steward slid coffees onto the table.“Bram, that was really thoughtful of you to get all those gifts for the pups,” Dahlia said, raising an eyebrow.“Wasn’t me,” Bram replied, shrugging. “Some anonymous pack member stepped up.”“Seriously? I’ve got to meet them. That’s borderline saintly. Must be one hell of a person,” Dahlia said, taking a slow sip of her coffee.Gahn stared out the window, avoiding her gaze. Why won’t he look at me? Dahlia wondered. She pushed back her chair and headed to the back of the private jet where Jason and Todd were seated."Well, did you figure out how to decorate your cabin yet?" Dahlia asked, leaning against the doorway.Todd glanced up at her. "You don’t give a damn about my decorating skills. Spill it, what’s going on?"He moved next to her. Dahlia whispered something in his ear.Todd nearly choked on her coffee. "Why do you always drop bombs when I’m holding a drink? I swear, I’

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