All Chapters of The Hidden Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Winston That afternoon, when I arrived at the packhouse with a big smile on my face, I didn’t think anything could wipe it away. I was wrong. It had only been a couple of months since I’d returned from Alpha training school, and now they wanted me to take a few more classes so I could officially graduate. That wasn’t a problem for me. Regardless of how I looked, I had always loved learning. So when they called me into the main office, I wasn’t surprised. That was where the current Alpha held most of his meetings. But the moment I walked inside and saw the look on his face, I knew something was wrong. I didn’t realize how bad it would be. Grandad sat behind his desk, completely lost in thought. Whatever he wanted to discuss had to be serious. “Hello, old man,” I said as I dropped into the chair across from him. “Son, you finally showed up.” He gave me a pointed look. “Keeping me waiting like this, you better have been doing something important.” I grimaced. “I don’t think you

Winston I had just finished my workout when Janine cornered me. She had that weird smile on her face, the one that always made me think she was up to something. Whatever it was, it usually ended badly, with her expecting me to bail her out. I didn’t have the energy to deal with her today. So I walked right past her and headed toward my room, hoping she would take the hint and move on. Nope, of course not. She followed me straight into my room, wrapped her arms around my waist, and whined, “Wiiinn!” Ugh. I hated when she called me that. I didn’t know why, but her presence irritated me even more than usual today. Without turning around, I removed her arms from my waist. “What is it, Janine?” “Winston, you have to help me,” she whined. I closed my eyes for a second. What the hell was I going to have to do to get this woman out of my room so I could meet Grandad? Luckily, I didn’t have to wait long for an answer. “My parents told me to accept my mate, but I don’t want to.” S

Winston I finally had a moment to breathe. I had been working all day. I took one damn day off, and somehow I came back to a mountain of paperwork. I needed to approve the funding for the clinic and orphanage since Grandad had already given them the go-ahead. All I had to do was sign the papers and hand everything over to Wyatt so he could do his thing. Checking my watch, I realized I had completely missed lunch with my brothers, and it was already getting close to dinner. Damn. I pulled out my phone and texted our group chat to see if they wanted to meet up. It had been a while since the three of us had actually sat down together, and I wanted to know what was going on in their lives. They texted back saying they would meet me downstairs in the little lounge we had created for ourselves. I quickly checked to make sure I hadn’t forgotten anything else, closed my laptop, and left my room. Halfway downstairs, I remembered we would have guests arriving in a few hours. I found two

Winston “Uh,” I stared at the back of the girl who had just called me an asshole for no reason. “Are you listening to me?” That annoying voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I turned back to Janine and said, for what I hoped would be the last time, “We are not dating. We were never dating. We are not going to date, and you are not going to be the Luna.” I meant every damn word. I went back to my room and closed the door behind me. After changing into my favorite pair of black ripped jeans and a V-neck shirt, I opened the door and nearly ran straight into Wyatt. He was standing there with his fist raised, about to knock. “What’s going on?” I asked, noticing the folder in his hand. “Grandad wants us to meet his guests and show them the pictures of the people who got on the plane,” he said. We headed toward the office together. The moment Wyatt opened the door, the scent of fresh flowers hit my nose. I froze. The smell was so good that I wanted to grab onto it and never let go.

Winston I’m so restless this morning; I feel like I’m coming out of my skin. I spent the whole night thinking about her little body on me, under me, and the things I would do to her. That kind of thought kept me up all night. When I couldn’t stop thinking about her body, it was her mouth. I couldn't stop imagining those soft plum lips wrapping around my dick. That didn’t help my situation. I ended up waking up with a painful hard-on. I took a cold shower hoping that would help, but it was useless. My dick was still hard and getting more painful. Panting, I grabbed it and thrust it into my left hand, all the while imagining Aisha kneeling in front of me, all wet, her mouth wide open for me to thrust into. Groaning, I moved faster and faster. A few seconds later, my muscles tensed, my balls drew tighter, and I knew I was going to come any second. With one last thrust, I let go and plastered the shower walls. “Fuck,” I whispered to myself when I saw the mess I’d made just by thinking