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The first resistance
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2025-09-28 11:47:46
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The False Luna “Lobo na Floresta”
(POV Camila)Acordei com o peito doendo e o travesseiro úmido de suor. O corpo dele ainda dormia ao meu lado, roncando baixo, pesado… como se nada tivesse acontecido. Como se a noite passada não tivesse me despedaçado por dentro.Virei devagar, cada músculo doendo mais pela contenção do que pelo esforço. Meus pés tocaram o chão frio. Prendi o ar. Um movimento em falso e ele acordaria. E se ele acordasse, eu não sairia por aquela porta.Vesti o moletom mais leve que achei na gaveta. Enfiei os pés nos tênis ainda desamarrados e me agachei. As mãos tremiam quando puxei o cadarço. Tentei firmar os dedos, mas a respiração já vinha curta, arranhando na garganta.“Preciso de ar. Preciso lembrar quem eu era antes dele.”Quando saí do quarto, quase esbarrei na ômega. Ela piscou assustada.“O pequeno já acordou, Luna?”“Vai acordar daqui a pouco. Prepara o café pra ele.”“E o do Alfa?”Dei de ombros.“Faz você mesma.”Ela arregalou os olhos, mas não disse nada. Também não esperei. Cruzei o corr
The False Luna Running Without a Leash
(Carlos's POV)I woke up before sunrise. I reached out toward her side of the bed, expecting to find her warm body and the sweet scent that always lingered on the pillow. All I found was an empty sheet. Still warm, but empty.My jaw locked instantly. I took a deep breath through my nose, trying to resist the urge to get up. The wolf inside me didn't want to wait.“Where is she?” he growled heavily inside my head.I ran my hand over my face, my fingers pressing against my temples. I squeezed my eyes shut until I saw spots of light behind my eyelids. It was too early for drama.“She just got up early,” I muttered to myself, my voice low and firm, as if giving an order. “Camila knows her place. She just needs a little attention.”My hand fell to the sheet, crumpling the fabric as if I were holding her wrist. It was a way to calm myself, but it didn't work. The wolf prowled impatiently, demanding that I go after her. I took another deep breath, filling my chest with air until it hurt. I s
The False Luna The first resistance
POV CamilaI heard the doorknob turn, very slowly. And even so, it was as if it had exploded inside my head.I didn't move.Pretending to be asleep seemed safer than facing him head-on. I squeezed my eyes just enough to see through my eyelashes. My hand was sweating under the sheet. It was closed, pressed against my chest, as if I could protect myself with my fingers.The room felt heavier as soon as he entered.His scent arrived before his footsteps. My heart was already beating fast, but I tried to keep my breathing under control. Short. Low. No noise.He thought he was in control. You could see it in the way he walked. Slow, confident... as if I were still that same woman who melted just hearing his name.But I wasn't her anymore.I was afraid, yes. But I was also awake.I didn't blink when he stopped beside me. I just narrowed my eyes a little more and tried not to tremble. I tried not to breathe deeper when his warmth approached my skin.He didn't say anything.He didn't need to.
The False Luna Everything Belongs to Me
POV CarlosMaura hugged me hungrily. As if time had never passed. As if her place was still here, in my arms, and she had always known it.And maybe she did.Her scent... the softness of her skin... the way her body molded to mine as if she still belonged to me. It was like sticking a knife straight into my wounded ego—and feeling pleasure from the pain.She was beautiful. She always had been.But more than that, Maura was power. Daughter of Betas. Born with a silver spoon in her mouth. A name that still opened doors. A woman who elevated me without even saying a word.She was the kind of Luna that a pack respects without question.And now she was back. Just when Camila was becoming a problem.My wolf purred inside like a satisfied dog. He saw in Maura a worthy female. Of blood. Of prestige. One who could walk beside us in assemblies, smile at the councilors, and be called “Lady Alpha” without anyone turning up their nose.Camila never had that.She was just an Omega without a wolf. S
The False Luna Mourning Before Anger
I couldn't move.The scene before my eyes froze me as if I had been thrust into a never-ending nightmare. Carlos... he was there. And Maura was hugging him. As if he were hers. As if he always had been.My heart didn't react. It didn't beat anymore—it just hurt. It hurt as if it had been torn apart inside.Maura slowly turned her face and saw me standing at the door. And then she smiled.A slow, poisonous smile. A winner's smile.My feet reacted before my mind did. I ran. I climbed the stairs, stumbling for breath. I entered the room, slammed the door shut, and threw myself onto the bed.I buried my face in the pillow and screamed. I screamed until my throat was raw. Until the world lost its sound. It was a piercing pain, impossible to contain. It wasn't a scream of jealousy. Nor of anger. It was mourning.The bond didn't need to be consummated to exist.And it was breaking. Piece by piece. Violently. Without me choosing it.I was shaking. My fingers curled against the sheet. My teeth
The False Luna The Mark of Lies
I woke up later than usual that Friday. It was a holiday. No alarm clock to interrupt the silence of the house, no rush to make coffee, pack lunchboxes, or force smiles that no longer came naturally. Tiago could sleep late. And Carlos, as he always did on these days, would probably work locked in his office—far from me, from the kitchen, and from anything that smelled like domestic life.But there was something wrong in the air.And I realized it as soon as I put my feet on the floor.The mattress felt lighter than usual, as if he had never been there. There was a sound coming from the kitchen—not a normal noise, but voices... laughter. And among them, one that sent shivers down my spine. Carlos's voice.He didn't laugh in the morning. He didn't sit at the table to talk. He didn't even come into the kitchen to get a glass of water. It was always me. Or one of the omegas. Carlos wasn't part of that space—he never was. And yet, there he was.I walked silently down the hall. Each step he
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