Not Their Luna: A Female Alpha Story のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

FinleyToday’s council meeting runs late into the evening. By the time it's over, my head pounds with the effort of maintaining a calm, confident facade while fielding thinly veiled questions about my "complicated personal situation."Bradley is the only council member who doesn't skirt around the issue, instead addressing it directly."With all due respect to the more orthodox members of this council," he says, his voice carrying across the room, "two Alpha bloodlines choosing the same mate speaks to strength, not weakness. Our pack would benefit from such powerful connections, regardless of the... personal complications."I should be grateful for his support, but something about the calculating look in his eyes makes me uneasy. It feels less like he's supporting me and more like he's positioning himself favorably for whatever comes next.Now, as I make my way back to my cabin, all I want is a hot shower and sleep—preferably dreamless. Nova is still unsettled, whining and pacing benea

Dane The Mountain Ridge compound rises from the mist as I approach, its stone walls and watchtowers as imposing as they were when I left. Home. Though it feels less like a sanctuary and more like a battlefield today.Summit stirs restlessly as we pass through the main gates, guards snapping to attention as they recognize me. Three hours of driving with my wolf pacing anxiously beneath my skin has left me raw, on edge. Every mile that separated me from Finley was physical torture, the mate bond pulling me back toward Forest Trails with increasing urgency.But this needs to be done. I made her a promise, and I intend to keep it."Alpha Parker is expecting you in his study," the head guard informs me, his expression carefully neutral. News travels fast in wolf packs. No doubt everyone knows what happened at Forest Trails by now.I nod my acknowledgment and head toward the main house—a sprawling stone structure that looms over the rest of the compound. The building has stood for over a ce

FinleyThe moon is nearly full tonight. I can feel it pulling at Nova, making her restless beneath my skin as I stack supplies in my cabin. Water bottles. Protein bars. Enough food to last several days without needing to leave.Preparations I've made alone for the past two years."You really think he's coming back?" Tara asks from my small kitchen where she's helping organize the provisions. She's the only one I've trusted with the full story—both Liam's rejection and Dane's promise."I don't know." I try to keep my voice neutral, but Nova whines at the doubt. My body is already beginning to betray me, skin flushed and overly sensitive as the pre-heat symptoms build. "He said he would.""Men say a lot of things." She gives me a pointed look. "Especially when they want something."I can't argue with that. "This is different. The mate bond—""Didn't stop Stone from walking away." She softens her tone at my flinch. "Sorry. I just don't want to see you hurt again.""Neither do I." I close

LiamI shouldn't be here.Every step toward Finley's cabin is a violation of the distance I insisted on two years ago. Every breath I take, scenting the air for her, contradicts everything I've told myself, told Ryleigh, about my feelings.But I can't stay away. Not tonight.Storm has been uncontrollable since dawn, pacing and whining, pushing against my control with a ferocity I've never experienced. It took hours to realize why, to recognize the significance of the full moon hanging heavy in the sky.Finley's heat.The thought alone makes my body respond, blood rushing south as Storm howls, desperate to find our mate. Two years of absence haven't weakened the bond enough to mask this primal signal. Two years of pretending she doesn't matter haven't protected me from this moment.I pause at the edge of the clearing, her cabin visible through the trees. Lights burn in the windows, curtains drawn. Is she alone in there, suffering through the beginning stages of a heat without her mate?

FinleyThe door closes behind us, shutting out Liam and the complications he brings. But my body is already too far gone to care about anything but the man standing before me, his scent filling the small cabin, his eyes burning gold with Summit's influence."Are you alright?" Dane asks, his voice rough with restraint as he keeps a careful distance between us.I'm not alright. My skin feels too tight, too hot, every nerve ending hyperaware and desperate for his touch. Nova paces frantically beneath my skin, whining with increasing desperation as another wave of heat rolls through me. This is happening faster than my previous cycles, the proximity of a mate accelerating everything."He's lying," I say, trying to focus on something besides the burning need. "About you. About Aria."Dane's jaw tightens momentarily before his expression softens. "He's jealous. Desperate. He sees what he threw away, and now he wants it back.""Is that all it is?" Despite the heat-haze clouding my thoughts, I