Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Feral Alpha’s Rejected Luna: Kabanata 291 - Kabanata 300

Diana It’s well into the small, aching hours of morning before I hear the soft creak of the bedroom door opening. Half-asleep, I catch the scent of blood first—thick and metallic, even though it’s been washed away. Beneath it, the familiar, grounding scent of Dominicus: something uniquely him. I hear the soft splash of water as he disappears into the bathroom. Ten minutes later, he returns, the mattress dipping under his weight. I feel his hand slide around my waist, strong and sure, pulling me back against the solid wall of his chest. His skin is warm, and he presses a slow, lingering kiss to the curve of my shoulder, his breath stirring the tiny hairs at the nape of my neck. Sleep pulls at me like a tide, warm and slow. Wrapped in his arms, the world slips away once more, and I let it. ———— The coffee in my hands has long gone lukewarm, but I sip it anyway, standing still in front of the kitchen window. Outside, the world is already awake—the sun climbing lazily h

Diana By the time I pull into the driveway, the sun has already dipped below the horizon, leaving a soft indigo glow in the sky. I kill the engine, my heart beating fast with excitement and exhaustion. The passenger seat and back seat are piled high with packages — all twenty of them, in their different shapes and sizes, like a treasure trove of love carefully stitched together by one stubborn, wonderful man. I open the door and start gathering as many of them as I can into my arms. Of course, it’s too many. I try anyway, stacking boxes precariously against my chest, balancing the heavier ones on my hip. One wrong move, and they’ll all topple over. I stagger toward the front door, fumbling with the handle. The moment it creaks open, a thunderous roar explodes from inside— “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!” I jerk back, startled, nearly dropping everything. Actually— no, everything does drop. The packages slip from my arms and tumble to the floor with a series of soft thuds, some rolling

Content Warning: This chapter contains intimate R-18 scenesDiana His heavy-lidded eyes, so dark it sends a shiver down my spine have something within them other than just lust: It’s love. It’s trust. It’s need. But somehow, it still doesn’t feel like enough. Not yet. I want to give him everything. I want to make him feel even a fraction of what he’s made me feel today. What he makes me feel all the time. My cheeks flush as the idea takes root — daring, impulsive, raw — but I don’t hesitate. I trail kisses down his chest, my hands smoothing over his ribs, his waist, lower still. When he realizes what I intend, he catches my wrist gently. “Dulcis,” he says, his voice rough, wrecked. “I want to,” I whisper fiercely. “Please, Dom. Let me.” For a moment, he just looks at me. Then he nods once, slowly, his throat bobbing as he swallows. I look down at his member. A whimper escapes me as the ache between my legs intensifies. It’s so big- steel wrapped in s

Diana Dominicus gently kisses my tears away before gathering me up into his arms as he gets off the bed. “Let’s get you clean and ready for bed”, he says and I hum in reply. I nestle against him, feeling the steady thrum of his heart under my cheek as he carries me across the room. I murmur sleepily, “Don’t get my hair wet. I wanna enjoy my silk press a little longer…” My voice is soft, half-drowsy. He halts mid-step and looks down at me. Them he chuckles, low and warm, the sound vibrating through his chest. “Of course, dulcis,” he says, amused. When we get to the bathroom, he sets me down on the counter and finds the shower cap tucked into a drawer. I watch him through heavy-lidded eyes as he approaches, his expression utterly tender. With careful hands, he gathers my hair — cradling it like something precious — and slips the cap over my head. His fingers linger against my scalp for a moment, tracing the shape of it, before he presses a kiss to my forehead. “There

Diana Billy takes a step forward and wraps me in his warm bear hug. I bury my face in his chest and hug him just as tight. He steps back, “See you in a bit, kid”, and with a little wave, turns around and strides back towards the cars. I watch as they begin to pile into the SUVs, Billy among them. He gives me one last wink, grinning crookedly before ducking into the lead car. The low growl of the engines rises as the vehicles roll down the driveway, kicking up small clouds of dust and mist in their wake. I watch until the last taillight vanishes into the mist. A warm arm curls around my shoulders, anchoring me to the earth. Dominicus presses a kiss to my temple, his voice a soft murmur against my hair. “Don’t worry, dulcis. They’ll be fine. And they’ll bring her back safely.” I close my eyes for a moment, breathing him in, clinging to the hope stitched into his words. I hope so. For Billy’s sake. For Emerald’s sake. For all of us…We don’t go inside right away.