The Breeder Luna

Giselle felt the tension instantly, but she kept her face calm. She bowed her head slightly. “Luna.”Luna Beatrice’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t ‘Luna’ me,” she snapped, her voice low and threatening. “I’ve tolerated this once… but this is the last time you’ll ever walk out of my pack house like this.”Giselle’s brows raised slightly, but she said nothing.Luna Beatrice took a step forward, her voice sharp and trembling with anger. “If I ever see you here again—if I even smell you anywhere near my husband—I swear to the Moon Goddess, Giselle, you won’t know what hit you. I don’t care how beautiful you are or how many Alphas drool over you. This is your last warning.”Giselle met Luna Beatrice’s glare with calm eyes. She didn’t smirk or cower—just nodded, her tone steady and serious.“I understand, Luna Beatrice,” she said firmly. “But maybe you should talk to Alpha Nathan about that. I only do my work. I don’t have any relationship with him.”With that, Giselle walked past the fuming Luna w

Giselle straightened up and looked him squarely in the eyes. “No,” she said coolly. “The contract says one round for one hundred thousand dollars. That’s the deal. If you want another, you’ll have to book me again—and my schedule is full.”Alpha Joel’s expression darkened, and he reached out to grab her arm, but his strength was no match for hers. With a swift push, Giselle shoved him back, making him stumble onto the bed."What kind of contract is this?!" Alpha Joel roared, his face reddening. "One measly time? Is that all I get? I demand more!" His voice cracked with barely controlled rage. He slammed his fist on the table, the expensive crystal glasses rattling precariously. Giselle, her expression unreadable, simply stared at him.His outburst only solidified her resolve. With a swift, powerful kick, she sent him sprawling onto the plush carpet. "I said no," she repeated, her voice sharp as shattered glass. "And now, you're blocked. You won't be able to book me again. Ever." Her e

Giselle stood in front of a mirror brushing her long hair. She wore a simple white dress, elegant yet modest, the kind she usually wore when called to service an Alpha. Tonight, she was scheduled to go to the Silver Sky Pack—Alpha Keith had booked her again.She was almost done when her phone, lying beside the hairbrush on the dresser, vibrated with a call. The number was unregistered.Her brows knitted in confusion, but something inside her urged her to pick it up. Without pausing her brushing, she tapped the answer button and put it on loudspeaker.“Hello?” she said softly.A calm male voice answered, smooth and composed. “I want to book your services. Immediately.”Giselle’s hand paused mid-brush. “I’m sorry,” she said politely. “My schedule is full. The next available opening is next month.”“I’ll transfer fifty million to your account right now,” the man replied without hesitation.Giselle’s heart jumped. “What?” she whispered, eyes wide.A soft chime rang from her phone—bank tra

Alona’s eyes widened slightly. “King and Queen?”Cindy giggled. “Maybe you forgot that too. King Shane and Queen Amelia are the rulers of all werewolf packs. They live in the kingdom of Westoria. Red Moon Pack is one of the packs they govern, and Alpha Jake, their son, is the leader here. He is also the future King of the werewolves.”Alona nodded slowly, taking in the information. Cindy turned her to the mirror and smiled. “Perfect. You’re ready.”Cindy guided her out of the room and down the grand staircase. Alona looked around in amazement at the huge mansion. The sparkling chandeliers, the rich wooden floors, and the detailed paintings on the walls made her feel like she had stepped into a palace.They entered the dining area, where Alpha Jake sat alone, sipping coffee. His eyes lifted and met hers—and just like before, Alona felt her heart beat faster. Something about his gaze stirred something inside her. Jake, too, paused and swallowed hard as he looked at her.He gestured to t

Meanwhile, far away from the Red Moon mansion, hidden among the trees and shadows, a man was running fast through the forest. His red eyes glowed with fury. His hands were clenched, and his fangs were gritted.Lucas.He had seen her.He had found her.That woman Jake was protecting… he knew her real name. She wasn’t Alona.She was Jillian.His Jillian.“She doesn’t remember me,” Lucas muttered angrily to himself as he moved through the darkness. “He made her forget everything… That foolish Alpha!”He jumped high into the trees, landing without a sound. He turned back and looked toward the mansion in the distance. “I won’t let this go. He can’t have her. She’s mine. Jillian is only for me, no one else can have her.”Then, with a low growl, Lucas disappeared into the shadows.He returned to his hideout, a large dark mansion hidden deep in the mountains where no one dared to go. The place was quiet, filled with silence and waiting. But once Lucas stepped inside, the silence broke.Vampir