The Alpha's Forbidden Luna

Seraphine’s POV“Do you ever cook for him, Seraphine?” Elena asked, her lips curling into a mischievous smile.I sipped my tea slowly, buying time. “Cook? For Lucien?” I shrugged. “Not really my thing.”She raised an eyebrow. “You’re Luna now. It wouldn’t hurt to surprise your mate with something homemade every now and then. I mean, you already have him wrapped around your finger. Imagine how much tighter the knot would be with your cooking skills.”I chuckled, though the idea unsettled me. “I don’t think he’d care. He’s busy with pack matters most of the time.”Elena leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “You don’t have to want to. But everyone’s watching you, Seraphine. They want proof that you’re a perfect Luna—devoted, loving, and all that. Baking cookies might just silence those whispers about you not being ‘worthy.’”Her words hit a nerve. I hated that she was right. The pack already saw me as an outsider—a wolfless Luna with no bloodline to back up my title. I haven't

Lucien’s POVThe night was unusually quiet, save for the distant howls of the patrol wolves.I stood on the balcony of my office, the cool breeze rustling the papers on my desk behind me.The view of the dense forest beyond the packhouse usually calmed me, but tonight, my thoughts were a storm I couldn’t quiet.Seraphine.I gripped the balcony railing, her name a weight on my mind. My mate—my Luna. She was standing beside me, yet she felt miles away.“Lucien,” came a knock on the door.I turned to see Beta stepping in, his expression grim. “It’s the warriors,” he began, his voice cautious. “They’re talking about Luna Seraphine’s.”“Again?” I asked, my voice colder than intended.Beta nodded. “While they were all training for tomorrow’s hunt, they were saying they would not serve a Luna who isn't their blood”“And what do you think?” I asked, folding my arms as I fixed him with a hard stare.He hesitated. “She’s not like us, Alpha. She’s... different. Wolf-less. It’s hard for us to tr

Lucien’s POVA sharp knock on the door startled me awake. My eyes blinked open, the lingering warmth of the dying fire casting dim, flickering light across the room. I sat up with a groan, running a hand through my disheveled hair.“Who is it?” I asked, my voice gravelly from sleep.“It’s me, Ryder,” came the familiar voice from the other side of the door.I sighed, rolling my shoulders to loosen the tension. “Come in.”The door opened, and Ryder stepped inside, his expression a mixture of hesitance and apology. “Sorry to disturb your rest, Alpha,” he said, bowing his head respectfully.“It’s fine,” I replied, waving him off. “Seems I overslept anyway.”Ryder’s brow arched, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. “You? Oversleep? That’s new.”I chuckled softly, leaning back against the headboard. “Yeah, tell me about it. Seraphine made me something last night. Sweet, perfect… exactly what I didn’t know I needed.”Ryder crossed his arms, his lips curling into a knowing smirk. “The Lun

Lucien’s POV“Did you see the size of it?” Ryder’s voice broke the silence as we sat around the fire, the glow of the flames dancing on his face.“I saw,” Liam replied, his tone low. “Still can’t believe we brought it down. Took all of us.”“It’s not just the size,” another wolf interjected. “Those claws, those eyes… like nothing I’ve ever seen before.”I stayed silent, staring at the beast tied to the stake near the fire. Its lifeless body was a crazy sight, with fur matted in blood and flesh still glistening under the firelight. I could barely wrap my mind around what we’d faced out there.Ryder glanced at me from across the circle. “What do you think, Alpha?”My gaze didn’t leave the beast. “I think…” I began, my voice heavier than usual. “I’ve never seen anything like this in my life. And I don’t know how something like this exists in our woods without us knowing.My pack hunting group fell into a tense silence.“Get some rest,” I said finally, standing. “Tomorrow, we’ll deal with

Seraphine’s POVI froze mid-step as Elena’s voice cut through the hallway.“Seraphine!”I turned to see her running toward me, her auburn hair bouncing as she moved. She stopped a few paces away, slightly out of breath, her hands on her hips.“Phew,” she said dramatically, fanning herself with one hand. “You had me looking for you everywhere! Where have you been?”I plastered a polite smile on my face, trying to mask the swirl of emotions that had been dragging me down. “I’ve been... busy,” I said absentmindedly, already feeling the exhaustion creep in from this inevitable conversation.Elena tilted her head, narrowing her eyes. “Busy?” she repeated. “You sound off, Seraphine. What’s wrong?”I tensed. My instincts screamed at me to shut her out, to guard the storm of truths and suspicions swirling in my mind. There was no way I could tell Elena what I had discovered—not yet, maybe not ever.Forcing a smile, I said, “Nothing, probably just the usual pack issues driving me crazy.”Her f