All Chapters of The Alpha’s Banished Luna: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

╔═━─────━▒ Cassius ▒━─────━═╝Sylphie’s legs wrapped around the back of my thighs, caging me in against her. Her wondrous body responding to my touches like a damn trigger line and goddess knows that I wanted to take her right here, right now on this goddamn nightstand.I wanted to claim every part of her. To mark her again as mine, forever.But I couldn't. Not because I didn't want to but because I didn't want to cause our son to wake up to us fucking like wolves in heat—that would be the most confusing and embarrassing sight ever… for him.But right at this moment, I wanted to devour her more than anything else in the world. I hadn't felt bliss like this in a long ass time and it was… unraveling. Mind-blowing.I was losing control faster than I realized it. Sylphie’s eager responses made my blood boil and my wolf howled in partial madness.The sensation stung our skin, our soul. Her heat pulled us closer to our primal instinct—to mate with our mate. To breed her.But I would be

╔═━─────━▒ Cassius ▒━─────━═╝Zenya didn’t say anything else. Her smile, though, was still plastered on her face. It was needless trying to force her to say anything anyway. I let out a quiet sigh.“Why are you here?”“What? I’m allowed to be here. This isn’t your house, you know.” She retorted sharply.“It’s not, but it’s my pack.”Her lips pressed into a thin line, her gaze turning sharper. “You’re not the only one who runs this pack, Cassius.”Her words struck a quiet chord in my chest, not because they held some truth, but because I didn’t want to keep engaging with Zenya over trifling matters. There was somewhere else I wanted to be, no, needed to be as well.I didn’t respond immediately and instead, I just turned around quietly and started towards the entrance.Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Zenya instantly leaning off the pillar but she didn’t move from her spot.“Where are you going? I’m not done talking to you… Hey!” she called, but I was already crossing the thres

❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀“Zenya… don’t,” Cassius said calmly, his hands wrapping around her back.She pulled back slightly and something soft flickered in her eyes as she scanned his face. “Are you worried about me, now?”He shook his head slowly, “That’s not it, Zenya.” he said softly. “You’ll only end up hurting yourself more.”A cracked laugh slipped out of her mouth and she pursed her lips. “See, that’s the thing… I can’t help it.” She smiled softly, but I could tell it was forced, fake. The real pain hid beneath her perfect face.“Zenya,” Cassius’s voice was both a warning and a growl.But she reached for his face anyway, her mouth opened and she said the words. “I love you, Cassius. I’ve always loved you.”Cassius’s eyes closed and I thought I heard him swear under his breath before his eyes opened again. He held Zenya’s gaze for a moment that almost felt too long.The sight of them like that pierced my chest with an almost insufferable ache. Yet, my finger

❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀The heat in his eyes told me everything before he finally said it, his lips curving sweetly. “I’ve missed you too.” He muttered softly.Then, without warning, he moved, picking me up in one swift motion. My legs automatically wrapped around his waist, my hands gripping his shoulders as a soft sound slipped from my mouth.He moved towards the bathroom before I could even ask, flipping the lights on as he entered. “Stay with me,” he stated, gently dropping me onto the counter, but he didn’t move until I nodded in response.His clothes came off in quick, graceful motions, his gaze never leaving mine as he worked his clothes off his body. Soon he stood before me in all his naked glory—he was dead gorgeous.I shouldn’t have let my gaze wander, but with Cassius standing in front of me, it was hard to resist admiring his body. I leaned back without thinking, letting my gaze slowly trail from his face down the fine sculpture of golden, tanned mus

❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀The words were wrongly scrawled across the smooth surface of the rectangular mirror in large, messy writing. Almost as though the hands that wrote it did so in a frantic state.The paint—if that’s actually what it was—trailed down the glass with a taunting stain on every letter and written cruelly on it, six words in capital letters that made my heart stop. ‘YOU SHOULD HAVE JUST STAYED DEAD.”They coldly stared back at me with an aura that promised retribution… and death. I felt the serious, dark threat sink into my bones, the heaviness of the words stabbed at my heart—It was insidious. It was vicious. It was vengeful words written in blood.My heart squeezed painfully in my chest, almost suffocating, pulsing with an uncontrollably sharp sensation that sliced icily through my being. The space around me suddenly melted away and I barely registered the servants' panic-filled words practically floating in the air. The room felt small, encl