All Chapters of Hidden Legacy (The Lost Luna): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Adriana's Point of View Tyler and I were sitting in the small dining room eating afternoon tea. I was always hungry now that my wolf had come through, even though I hadn't actually shifted yet. Usually, this would happen on the night of your eighteenth birthday, but I was grieving the loss of my only parent. Calliope said we could hold off, but not for too much longer. "I spoke with Daemon, and he confirmed you were his fated mate," Tyler said. "That makes you our Luna." I couldn't believe what he was telling me. Did Daemon confirm it? He had been so adamant that I wasn't to tell anyone. Maybe Tyler was fishing for Daemon to see whether I would actually say anything. Or perhaps he was telling the truth, and Daemon had told him. Should I agree with him or not? Tyler continued when I didn't confirm or deny it, "He ordered you not to say anything, didn't he?" I decided to nod yes to this question, but I was still wary of him. I wanted a friend who would understand what I was going th

Adriana's Point of ViewI couldn't believe what I was hearing. Well, I could accept the stupid Omegas thinking Tyler was sweet over me because he was the only one nice to me so far. However, for Daemon to believe that and then remind me that I was his mate, I had to act like it. I had to act like it? Considering he told me not to tell anyone, he was unbelievable."So, I'm your mate now, am I?" I asked snarkily."Yes, you are, and you need to act like it!" he roared. "You are my mate, not Tyler's mate."It went from bad to worse. Daemon wouldn't listen to what I was trying to say, and now... he threatened to lock me in my room because Tyler grabbed my hand in a purely friendly, platonic way.What does acting like his mate even mean? Am I meant to be submissive? To follow his every whim? No way in hell would ever happen.I guess I am not even allowed to have friends, well, at least male friends. Alphas are highly jealous creatures, but this one was borderline stupid. What was the Moon Go

Mitchell's Point of View The questions that Daemon was asking made me think about former Luna Mara. She and her daughter, Ariana, Amelia or something similar, were the only other Alphas in the pack. If Daemon were picking them up, I would have to tell him everything that went on. He was going to be annoyed that I didn't tell him sooner, not to mention that I had allowed the young girl to work outside the pack without telling him. The first thing I needed to do was go and talk to Mara. It was essential to find out if Daemon knew about her and her daughter. My actions would be based on whether he did or not. What happened the day when Mara came here was tragic. Mara thought her pack was attacked because of the rare colour of their eyes. Traditionally, shifters had brown eyes like their wolves. Occasionally, they would have blue. Eyes the colour of amethysts were totally unknown, except for her pack. Many generations ago, they had cross-mated with another species, meaning they were hyb

Daemon's Point of View Over the next week and a half, Adriana and I had dinner at various human-owned restaurants. I still didn't want to take her back to Luna until we had mated fully and I had marked her. On the other nights, I made sure she and I dined in the small dining room together. I asked Adam and Tyler to eat elsewhere for a while so I could take the time to get to know her properly. Every night, her lips met mine with less hesitation, her breath hitching as my fingers tangled in her hair. The soft sound of her moan sent a shudder down my spine, and my muscles tensed as Theo stirred, demanding more. My breath came in sharp, uneven bursts; each inhale laced with the scent of her arousal. My hands flexed at my sides, nails biting into my palms as my body warred against itself. My wolf demanded I take, claim, own—but I forced myself to stay still, to savour, to wait for her. I could smell her arousal, the lust evident in her eyes. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. Her

Daemon's Point of View "Make me yours, Daemon," Adriana panted breathlessly. Those words hit me like a lightning strike, igniting something primal and undeniable deep inside me. I hadn't realised how much I wanted this—how much I needed it. My wolf, Theo, howled in triumph, clawing at the edges of my mind, urging me forward. But beneath the exhilaration, a small part of me hesitated. Could I do this? Could I give in fully, knowing there was no going back? I had spent so long resisting the idea of a mate, of fate deciding for me. And yet... here she was, staring at me with trust in her dark, mesmerising eyes. Waiting. Surrendering. Mine. "Ours," he growled. "Mark her. Claim her." I hovered over Adriana, staring into her flushed face. Her dark eyes were filled with anticipation and the faintest flicker of uncertainty. Instinct told me to take, to claim, but I forced myself to slow down. This was the first time that mattered. Cupping her face, I brushed a strand of hair away. "Rel