Semua Bab Missing: The Woodland's Luna Queen: Bab 71 - Bab 80

When Beta Cleo returned to the Mancini mansion, a heavy, dim feeling settled over him like a shroud. At first, he thought it was the lingering pain of the broken mate bond with Sybille, the aftershocks of severing that connection.Carefully, he pushed the slightly open door and was surprised to find no one there to greet him. Usually, a butler or maid would be waiting to receive visitors, but the house was eerily silent.Yet, he knew people were inside, he could sense their sorrowful energy, a thick blanket of dark emotion that hung in the air. Following the scents, he arrived at the living room. There, he found his Alpha, Jace, Alessandro and Clyde, all naked on the floor. The Beta realized they must have just shifted back to their human forms but he wondered why they were lying there so silently, a scene of quiet defeat.“Alpha?” he called out in surprise, rushing to Zane’s side. “What’s going on here?”Zane turned slowly, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The Beta stared at him, co

“Do you know where we can find Alpha Abel?” Joanna’s voice was a low whisper, barely audible, the tremor in it betraying her fear.She was terrified of the unknown, of the new turn her life was about to take. Every step forward felt like walking on thin ice, the future a vast, uncertain expanse. All the weeks she had spent in Latin America with Clyde, hidden away from the world, had been the closest she had come to happiness in her new life.They had been a bubble of warmth and laughter, a haven from the upcoming storm in her life. But now, that bubble had burst, and she was being forced to confront the past. The prospect of meeting Alpha Abel, the unknown effect he would have on her, the idea of living with him, threatened to overwhelm her, to push her over the edge of sanity.Janice, sensing Joanna’s distress, placed a comforting hand on her arm.“Woodland Pack is located in upstate New York, a few hours’ drive from the Moonlight Seekers’ territory,” she explained gently.“I don’t k

“Alpha, the target is in. We’ll meet her later.”Elena enthusiastically informed her Alpha in the mind link, her voice buzzing with barely contained excitement. She herself couldn’t quite believe that the woman she had recognized in the boutique, the woman with the hauntingly familiar silver eyes, was the one they had been searching for these past weeks.The pieces of the puzzle clicked into place, the woman she briefly encountered beside her Alpha that day in the pack and also the way she carried herself with a quiet strength that belied her apparent fragility.It was without doubt, Joanna.Alpha Abel felt a surge of adrenaline, a thrill of expectation that sent a shiver down his spine. He quickly pieced together the events of the past few weeks, the frustrating delays and misdirection. Soon he realized that his colleague from the Moonlight Seekers pack had deliberately stalled him, costing him precious days. Then there was the misleading information, the wild goose c

Alpha Abel wrestled with his inner wolf, Hex, who was practically vibrating with impatience.‘I want to see our mate,’ Hex growled, the words echoing in Abel’s mind like a physical demand. “Let’s pay her a visit. Now! ’He yearned to hold Joanna again, to reassure her, to whisper promises of protection and love.’In a few hours, you’ll have every chance to admire her, ’ Abel countered, attempting to maintain a semblance of control. ’Let’s go back to our room and get some rest ourselves. Bet it’s going to be a long evening.’’Sleep? ’ the wolf growled angrily, the word laced with disbelief. ’Why would I want to sleep when my mate is staying in the same hotel as us? She should be here, in our arms. That’s where she belongs. ’Shaking his head, Abel stepped into the elevator, the doors sliding shut, offering a brief respite from Hex’s relentless prodding.’I warn you not to rush her, Hex,’ he threatened. ’She doesn’t remember us. We have to regain her trust. Imposing ourselves will only

Alpha Abel’s Point of View As soon as my mate stepped out of the elevator, her scent washed over me, a wave of pure sensory bliss.That delicious vanilla, mingled with the delicate fragrance of fresh morning dew, conquered my senses, turning my world upside down. She was breathtaking in that red dress, a garment I knew Elena had chosen for her. My secretary certainly had good taste, although I was surprised that Joanna needed assistance in the boutique.Women, to my knowledge, were usually sophisticated shopaholics, their appreciation for an item increasing proportionally to the price tag and the willingness of someone else to foot the exorbitant bill.But not my Joanna. My mate was different.Elena’s investigation reports indicated that she came from a simple background. Joanna was adopted by a lower-middle-class couple who now live comfortably off the salary she gratefully transferred to them. The Mancinis had essentially taken over her entire life,