All Chapters of Missing: The Woodland's Luna Queen: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Joanna was a whirlwind of energy, a fanatical singer lost in the music.She sang along loudly with the lyrics of the love song the live band played, her face beaming with every line. It was a captivating sight, her joy infectious.I wrapped my arms around her from behind, pulling her close, and we swayed gently to the rhythm. She melted into my embrace, tilting her head back so that her warm breath caressed my face. The intimate touch sent a shiver of pleasure down my spine.Watching her, truly seeing her this happy, was all the entertainment I needed.She closed her eyes, completely lost in the beat, her hands resting on mine, which were firmly placed on her belly. This was how I wanted to hold her forever, here in my arms, where she belonged. The thought settled deep within me, a sense of rightness I hadn't felt in what seemed like an eternity.“You don’t know how beautiful you look right now, baby,” I whispered huskily in her ear.The words were inadequate to express the depth of m

The Alpha decided we would extend our stay at the hotel for another three days.He stated that it was to strengthen our bond. Once we arrived in Woodland, he explained, many would demand my attention, and my time would be consumed by pack orientation and other duties. He dreaded losing these precious moments with me and wanted to use this time to allow me to grow accustomed to his constant presence.And he certainly didn’t waste a single moment doing so. The Alpha was constantly near, his intense physical contact a continuous reminder of his desire. His eyes, always on me, held promises that made my breath catch in my throat.At meals, he insisted on having me sit on his lap, feeding me small bites as if I were a delicate bird. His hands were never still, constantly caressing my arm, my waist, sending shivers of awareness through me. His kisses were frequent and passionate; he made it clear to everyone I was his. To my surprise, none of our companions seemed to find this behavior unus

Alpha Female Janice’s Point of ViewHelp came from an unexpected source.I like Elena. She proved herself worthy of my admiration today.She is great, a warm, comforting aura surrounds her. Selflessly, without any hesitation, she offered to help me lure my stubborn mate out of hiding. She is a true gem, and Alpha Abel values her immensely. With her assistance, I can finally reach my goal.Joanna is sleeping peacefully in the bedroom.I managed to distract her earlier by suggesting it was Clyde who was secretly following he. Her radiant, happy smile was worth the small white lie. That girl is head over heels for the Crown Prince and is just projecting those intense feelings onto the Alpha. And the Alpha from his side, must sense the slight disconnect, the missing piece in their bond. It explains his desperate attempts to keep her tethered to him, his insistence on a rushed Luna ceremony.I offer a silent prayer that Clyde and Jace are indeed on their way.It will break my heart if Joan

Cleo’s Point of ViewStill reeling from our incredible night together, I gazed at my sleeping mate.An endearing smile graced my lips. I knew, with absolute certainty, that Janice was my soulmate, the perfect partner I wanted to spend my life with. I had known her for most of my life, I am fully aware of her strengths and weaknesses, her quirks and passions. Her domineering nature would never relegate me to the back seat, nor would it make me subservient to her, not even her high rank intimidate me. We were equals, bound by a love that transcended hierarchy. With a sigh of relief, I gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.She was amazing. Our mating had been absolutely perfect. After the painful barrier was broken, her true self, that vamp in her, emerged. True to her character, she had taken the lead in our lovemaking and I had let her have her way, indulging her desires, wanting her to feel completely comfortable with me, knowing I was hers to have.

Joanna’s Point of ViewI missed Clyde terribly!Perhaps it was because I had spent so many weeks with him, so deeply immersed in his life, both at home and in the bustling world of his business. We were a team, in sync in every aspect of our lives, our partnership seamless and effortless. I had never imagined my life taking such a drastic, unforeseen turn, that I would ever end up in someone else's arms, bound to another by something supernatural called a mate bond.Slowly, painstakingly, I began to understand his motives, his perspective, the reasons behind his almost possessive desire to keep me close. What had initially felt like betrayal, a cruel manipulation, was now evolving into an understanding of our solid bond, an unusual, almost mystical love shared between us.Every night, I dreamed of him.He called to me, his voice a warm caress in the darkness, reaching out his hand, beckoning me closer. But every time I reached for him, my fingers brushed against his, he vanished into