Todos los capítulos de The Feral Alpha’s Rejected Luna: Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

Diana Murder?! Me?! They think I killed someone?! And that too a child?!! What the actual fuck?!! My mind reels, unable to process what I'm hearing. Wait no no no, they said ‘aiding and abetting’, so they don’t necessarily believe that I did it directly. More like I HELPED someone do it. An unshifted pup… Werewolves shift at the age of eight… meaning at the oldest the child couldn’t have been more that seven years old… That’s a baby!! I hear a loud and obnoxious ringing in my ears and I take an involuntary step back, as though my body subconsciously tries to physically distance itself from the accusation. Who could do such a thing?! Who could kill such a small and innocent child?! And why are they trying to connect me to it?! Nigel looks at me over the deliberately aged paper, his eyes lighting up with satisfaction at finally eliciting a reaction. "Whose murder?" I ask, my voice high-pitched with shock. "The son of the Alpha of the Plena Luna pack," Nigel replies, clea

Diana The kitchen island between us might as well be an ocean for all the distance it fails to create. Even across its polished expanse, Dominicus's presence fills every molecule of air, making each breath feel weighted with possibility. The crystal chandelier above casts honeyed light across his sharp features, turning his dark eyes to liquid amber as they fix on me with an intensity that makes my pulse quicken. At the back of my mind, a distant warning bell chimes—now isn't the time to be thinking about mating—but my rational thoughts scatter like autumn leaves in a storm, swept away by the raw heat of my response to him. My body flushes hot, then cold, then hot again as my chest heaves with each shallow breath. When my lips part involuntarily, I watch his gaze track the movement with predatory focus. "You... are mine." His words fall into the space between us like a stone thrown into still water, creating ripples that seem to touch every nerve ending in my body. The dual meaning

DianaHis fingers slick out of my heat again before thrusting back in with three digits this time. My eyes widen in disbelief as I moan loudly, my inner muscles tightening around his fingers as my entire being shudders from the intense sensations."So tight", he growls against my neck, his words sending shivers all over my body.His fingers wreck havoc simultaneously inside me as well as on my clit, not letting up for a second. Moments later, I feel a pressure begin to build in my belly. It tightens and winds and builds and I feel my body being overtaken by a growing, electric warmth- I feel my senses become sharper, every single one of Dominicus’ touch heightened- every sensation magnified. "So close. I'm so close. Dom… Yes… Right there....Oh goddess....Oh!" I scream, my head thrashing to the sides.But to my complete horror, he pulls away and lifts off of me, stepping back- before whatever had been coiling in my body finished growing and I'm left barely hanging over the edge.I scr

Diana Due to the lack of inhibitions I’m currently exhibiting, before I can reason it, my hand is reaching out between us and touching it. I feel it pulsing against my pussy as my hand lightly touches it. Most likely, if I weren’t so exhausted, I would grind my sensitive core on it. To feel the hardness against my clit, to feel it slide against the nerve endings on my pussy lips… My lips part as I start getting breathless, my fingertips slide across the considerable length before a big hand grabs mine and gently lifts it off. I frown at him, “I want to touch it”, I whine and reach out with the other. This time, I manage to wrap my hand around its girth through the pants- or at least try to- before he quickly stops me. “Ssss!” He hisses at the sensation and his hips subconsciously thrust towards my palm before he controls himself, “It’s not a good idea right now, dulcis”, he says, voice thick with suppressed desires. Still straddling his lap with my body still buzzing with li

DianaWhen we walk out through the sea of people in exit of Arrivals, it is a familiar face that awaits us.“Oh! It’s him!” I exclaim I surprise. It is the handsome warrior who had intervened during the Censor's visit- Brodik, if I remember correctly he had said his name is. He’s the one who'd shown such remarkable courage in the face of Dom's fury.Dom just raises a brow at this but otherwise doesn’t say anything. With a protective hand on the small of my back, he guides me towards the waiting man, through the throng of people, making sure that no one bumps into me- which is near impossible, since people seem to instinctively part like the Red Sea when they see him coming."Alpha," Brodik’s expression is serious as greets Dom, nodding respectfully when we get to him.Dom merely grunts in acknowledgment, his usual response to anyone who isn't me. I’m taken aback when the warrior turns to me and his expression visibly softens, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips, softenin