Semua Bab LUNAR BONDS: WHEN FATE DEFIES HIERARCHY: Bab 11 - Bab 20

DAISYI close my eyes and try to steady my breathing. I don't want to see her. I don't want to talk to her. I don't even want to hear her voice, but the eager agreement from the class forces me to open my eyes and face reality.Everyone is nodding and smiling, clearly ready to follow wherever Melissa leads. Their sheep-like behavior would almost be pathetic if it weren't so dangerous. They hang on her every word like she's some kind of goddess.Melissa's eyes find mine, and she offers a bright smile that makes my skin crawl. There's knowledge in that smile—something dark and calculating that tells me this isn't coincidence.But how could she possibly know about the mate bond with him?"Okay then," she says in a sickeningly sweet voice that drips with false warmth. "Welcome to Lunar Crest. I'm Melissa. I'm a Class A werewolf and the daughter of Alpha Adam." She pauses for a moment, her eyes staying locked on mine like a predator watching prey. "And I'm the mate of Alpha Damian."My bre

DAISYI remain standing alone in the middle of my room, shaking from both the confrontation and the implications of what Melissa said.My legs feel like jelly, and there's a metallic taste of fear in my mouth.I drag my body toward the bed and I sink down on it before my legs give out completely.My hands are trembling as I press them on my face and try to process what just happened.The room still smells like her perfume mixed with his scent, a constant reminder of how thoroughly I've been marked as prey.'My mate.’ Her words keep echoing in my head.She called him her mate with such certainty and such possessive confidence.How is this possible? If Damian is truly Melissa's mate, then why did I feel the bond? Why did my heart recognize him instantly? Why did Aru howl with such certainty that he was ours?The textbooks I've read and the stories my grandmother told me all say the same thing. One wolf, one mate. The bond is sacred, unbreakable, and unmistakable. There's no mention anyw

DAISYI try to ignore him and keep running when Aru suddenly seizes control of our body, something she has never done without my permission before.The transition is jarring and disorienting. My consciousness is shoved aside like a passenger being ejected from the driver's seat, forced to watch helplessly as she takes complete control.‘Aru, what are you doing?’ I ask, alarmed by this unexpected and unprecedented takeover.She has never, ever forcibly taken control like this in all our years together. We've always worked in harmony, sharing decisions and respecting each other's boundaries.‘I can't stand him,’ she responds.I can hear her mental voice become tight with raw, unfiltered pain.‘Even looking at him hurts too much. I feel sick from that female's scent clinging to him. We need to get rid of him or I'll get worse, and you'll suffer too.’Her distress cuts, and it feels even sharper than my own heartbreak. The depth of her anguish is overwhelming, a crushing weight that threa

DAISYQuestions burn in my mind, demanding answers, and I'm determined to get them."Is it... because of Melissa—"I don't finish my sentence because the name alone seems to trigger something in him and his expression hardens.Damian abruptly turns with the clear intent to leave without addressing my question.His bare back presents itself to me with muscles shifting beneath tanned skin as he prepares to walk away.Panic surges through me. I can't let him go. Not without answers. Not when my entire world has been upended by this connection neither of us asked for.I lunge forward and grab his hand, my fingers wrapping around his wrist in a desperate attempt to keep him here.The moment our skin connects, a dizzying spark jolts through me.Electricity races up my arm and spreads throughout my body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.My heart pounds violently in my chest with an erratic, painful rhythm.Deep within my mind, Aru howls in response to the contact. It's a mournful, y

DAISY'What good is finding him if he rejects us?'Aru falls silent again and has no answer to that particular question.“You can change behind the pillar. I'll keep watch." Catherine offers.I quickly change behind the pillar and feel relieved to be properly dressed again.Catherine's clothes fit reasonably well, although the jeans are slightly long on my shorter frame.I fold Damian's shirt carefully and unsure what to do with it.Part of me wants to throw it away and sever this physical connection to him. Yet another part tied to the mate bond can't bear the thought of parting with it."You can keep it, you know," Catherine points out when she notices my hesitation. "I won't tell anyone where it came from."I tuck the shirt into the waistband of the borrowed jeans and beneath the T-shirt. "Thank you," I say again as I step out from behind the pillar. "For everything."“No worries,” Catherine waves me off. "So Daisy, it's getting late. I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow," she says