Semua Bab Her Alpha's Mistake, His Luna's Silent Curse : Bab 1 - Bab 10

After tossing and turning all night, I sat at the kitchen table the following day. The rain had soaked me, and I still shivered from the cold.Seeing Luca entangled with his ex had hurt me so badly. How could he treat me this way when the moon goddess had paired us together in the first place? No wonder he did not want to touch me when he had Bianca by his side. She was beautiful, but I was supposed to be the only female he was attracted to and loved—not her, not anyone else. My mother suddenly entered the room, interrupting me from my thoughts. She glared at me with such hatred. Where a mother's love should be, there was nothing but hatred and disappointment in hers. "Hmm, look at you, Serafina. You are a disgrace. Sitting there like a lazy luna, you haven't got anything to do. You should be more concerned with getting pregnant instead of stuffing yourself with more food. Not everyone can get pregnant naturally." My mother hissed at me. You need to make an effort to explore other o

Weeks passed, and I heard nothing from DeLuca or my family. I knew they would be furious with me for running away like that, but what could I do? I tried to rebuild my life away from the chains that had bound me to that life. I volunteered in a remote village, offering my hands and heart to little orphans and older people. I cherished their smiles and gratitude for my time; they were like a light to my darkness. But, of course, came the whispers of the other villagers; they followed me like shadows. "The Luna who was never claimed." Some would shout at me as I passed by on my way to the orphanage. Others would refer to me as the cursed one and the deaf one. No matter how much light I tried to bring into their lives, the darkness of my past clung to me like leeches. I could not shake it off, no matter what. "Serafina, why do they call you the cursed one?" A little boy, Finlay, wanted to know as I passed around plates of food and cups of water for the orphaned children. I forced a smi

Luca's POV I sat back in my reclining chair and stared at the wall as my phone buzzed with irritating notifications. A video that had sent my mind into overdrive and my heart racing harder than usual. Marco, my foolish brother and Beta, up to his usual tricks of harassing Serafina, throwing water at her and mocking her. Nothing new. My family had always hated Serafina and her crazy mother, Gianna. I even believed that her mother had manipulated the mate bond to her advantage. I had always thought that my true mate would be Bianca Romano. I had never touched Serafina; I couldn't. It was a promise I had made to myself the day I married her. I ignored her no matter how hard she tried to win me over. It was just easier that way for me. But then, as I looked at my phone screen, I noticed Viola's name pop up. My curiosity got the better of me, so I pressed "answer.""What is it, Viola? I have a pack to run." I managed to say before she started screeching down the phone, causing me to hold

Serafina’s POVI opened my eyes to find myself in Nonna Lucia’s cottage, she was sitting by my side holding my hand with concern etched across her ageing face.“Oh, my dear child. I was so worried. What were you thinking?” she fussed as soon as I tried to sit up. “Stay there, you have had a nasty shock.”“Nonna,” I croaked, my voice was barely even a whisper. I wasn’t dead? The memories of the cemetery came rushing back to me, how I had planned to meet the moon goddess early amd end my suffering. My heart sank. I could not bare to be here any longer, my mate hated me and my mother wanted to fob me off to anyone that would give her a higher status. She didn’t care about me, nobody did. Other than Nonna and Matteo.Matteo?I gasped as his face popped up into my mind. It was him. He had saved me. But why?Nonna’s grip tightened on my hand and I could see the worry in her eyes. “You are stronger than you realise, Serafina.”“But, Nonna. I don’t want to feel this anymore, this pain and suf

The scent of damp earth and ancient magic clung to the air, a constant reminder of the encroaching darkness. My heart, a frantic bird trapped in my chest, finally began to settle as Matteo’s presence filled the small cottage. He wasn’t the one my soul yearned for, the one destiny had supposedly chosen, but in this moment, his quiet strength was a balm to my raw wounds.His eyes, the color of storm-tossed seas, held a depth I hadn't seen before. Not the fleeting interest of a potential mate, but something… solid. Real. It was a stark contrast to the hollow indifference I’d faced from Luca. The thought of him sent a fresh wave of nausea through me. *He* was supposed to be my anchor, my protector. Instead, he’d become another source of pain, a jagged shard embedded in my heart.Nonna Lucia’s hand, warm and comforting, remained on mine. Her presence was a constant, a steady flame in the swirling chaos of my life. She understood. Not just the curse, but the deeper wound – the betrayal of t