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The Human Luna: Claimed Too Late 49: OLD THREATS
MALIA’S POV “…Who were you talking to?” The sharp edge in his voice could be heard even from my end of the phone. My heart slammed against my chest, fingers tightened around the phone. “Flora,” I tried. But the other end of the line was completely silent, save for the ragged inhale and exhale. “Do I have to repeat myself?” The authority in his tone only made my stomach churn with disgust. “Flora, don’t tell—” “I’ll call you later.” The line goes dead. For several seconds, I simply stood there, staring at the dark screen in my hand. Did he hear me? Was that why he was asking about the person on the phone? I had no idea, and as much as I wanted to call back and tell Flora not to say a word about me to him, I knew better than to call. Even though Emil had been cruel to Flora for as long as I could remember, her loyalty had always been with her nephew. Nothing I said would ever change that. Flora is going to tell him everything. With the way things played out last
The Human Luna: Claimed Too Late 48: ACTUALLY BETTER
MALIA'S POV"Flora?" my brows furrowed as I squeezed the phone tighter.“Malia…" Relief flooded Flora's voice so completely that it tugged an unwilling smile onto my face. "I was beginning to think you were ignoring me."Papers shuffled faintly on her end. "How's your ankle?" she adds before I could speak.I glanced toward the bandage beneath the loose hem of my trousers."Better.""Better," she repeated skeptically. "Or actually better?"My lips curved into a weak smile. "Actually better.""Good." I could almost picture her nodding to herself. "I wasn’t around when the incident happened few days ago, I didn’t get to check it for you.”“There’s nothing to be worrried about, it’s all good now”“Are they taking care of you?""They've been... surprisingly kind.""And you're eating?""Yes.""Sleeping?""I think so.""No one's mistreating you?" The questions came one after another, each one carrying the familiar warmth I'd grown used to over the years."No."Another pause.Then, softer, "I'
The Human Luna: Claimed Too Late 47: THE FIRST CRACK
EMIL'S POV Juna stood just inside the greenhouse doorway, one hand resting lightly against the wooden frame. A soft cream-colored dress swayed around her ankles as she smiled. "There you are." She walked toward me. "I've been looking everywhere." "I've been busy." I hadn't realized how tense my shoulders were until instinct made me take half a step backward. "I noticed." Her smile remained gentle, though her eyes searched my face."You've hardly left your office." Guilt settled heavily in my chest, memories of how I had yelled at her in the court yard few days ago… I ran a hand through my hair. "There was a lot to sort out." "I know." She stopped beside me. "That's why I didn't disturb you." Silence settled between us. She glanced around the greenhouse. "It really is beautiful here." "It was her favorite place." The words escaped before I could stop them. Juna's smile faltered for the briefest moment. "It'll look even better with time." She reached for my
The Human Luna: Claimed Too Late 46: GREEN
EMIL'S POVTwo days.I'd buried myself inside my office for three days. Between the royal trade agreement, reports from the eastern mountain range, and the mountain mission itself, there had been more than enough work to keep my mind occupied.It hadn't worked.Every document I signed somehow reminded me of another one she used to organize before it ever reached my desk, and new discoveries of how hard she had been working while I was gone for more than a year didn’t help.By the morning of the third day, even Briar had fallen unusually quiet."Running away won't change what happened.""I know." The words left my mouth before I realized I'd spoken aloud. The office had begun to feel too suffocating.With a sharp exhale, I shoved my chair back and stepped into the corridor.The pack house bustled around me exactly as it always had. Servants hurried between hallways carrying baskets of clean linens. Warriors crossed the courtyard toward the training grounds. Somewhere in the distance,
The Human Luna: Claimed Too Late 45: TRADED.
EMIL'S POV If we weren't the only ones searching, then that changes a lot of things. "They're confident we'll recover it before week's end." Blake added quickly, I gave a distracted nod."Good." my gaze focused back on the papers before me, there’s supposed to be a harvest in the coming week. The plans here doesn’t show anything about the farms to be harvested. Shit. I run a hand through my hair, trying my best to stay on track. Blake’s eyes drifted across the papers covering my desk, before settling on a familiar parchment lying near my elbow. His expression changed. "...Where did you get that?" I followed his gaze to the royal trade agreement. "The King." The answer left my mouth almost absentmindedly. "He came to Silver Claw and just gave that away?" Blake asked reading through the opened lines "He took Malia." "He what?" I looked up, Blake wasn't angry– yet. His brows had furrowed into a confused arch. "He gave us the royal trade routes." I slid the agreemen
The Human Luna: Claimed Too Late 44:
EMIL'S POV"What the hell is this?"The sharp scent hit me before I even looked up.A timid omega standing near my desk flinched so hard the tea in her hands nearly spilled over the rim of the cup."I-It's the tea you requested, Alpha."I frowned."I asked for—" The words died in my throat. My gaze settled on the steaming cup, Dark brown and bitter! Nothing like— my tea. I hadn't asked for the usual pack’s tea. I'd asked for Malia's tea.The one she brewed whenever reports piled too high across my desk. The one she'd spent weeks adjusting because she insisted the herbs helped with headaches and kept my mind clear during negotiations.I'd never questioned how she made it, I'd simply expected it to appear whenever I needed it.I looked back at the trembling omega her glassy with tears as she waited for my next words. Probably, Unsure whether she'd already failed the task.I run a hand through my hair.I picked up the cup again, One sip.The bitterness coated my tongue almost instantly. I
The Human Luna: Claimed Too Late 5: WE CAN MAKE THIS WORK.
MALIA’S POV Morning sunlight spilled through the curtains, warm against my skin. For a second, I forgot everything. The tension. The accusations. Draven. Then the weight around my waist tightened slightly, dragging me back to reality. Emil. I stiffened. His face was buried against the cro
The Human Luna: Claimed Too Late 4: JUST FOR TONIGHT.
MALIA’S POV.“Your phone has been ringing a lot more than usual today.”Zara sets another jar of herbs on the counter, eyeing me carefully.I glance at the screen and my stomach tightens instantly.Draven.Again.This was the third call since that night. I still haven’t opened any of his texts. Or
The Human Luna: Claimed Too Late 3: YOU'VE LOST THE RIGHT.
MALIA’S POV“Why… do you smell like another Alpha?”The question doesn’t just land, it cuts… deeper than anything.I sprayed the special perfume; he shouldn’t be able to tell any scent on me, or did I spray the wrong one?“Malia…”I don’t answer.I don’t move.Because anything I do right now—anythi
The Human Luna: Claimed Too Late 2: YOU SHOULD'VE CALLED ME!
MALIA’S POV. There’s a crowd outside the pack house, even wolves that are supposed to be on patrol, lined up in groups. But I’m not surprised. News travels faster than wind around here. I reached into my glove compartment, spraying the special perfume I kept there— the familiar scent maskin
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