All Chapters of Alpha Nico's Blood Moon Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Catalina’s POVWalking in the pack house a strange feeling overtook me as I looked around entering the ballroom. I watched Steve dancing with Amelia, and she looked like a real-life princess, her entire body glowing with sunshine radiance. I looked over and seen Russ dancing with Lilly, she looked just as pretty, as Amelia, both blonde and young with their lives ahead of them. Alpha Christopher and Luna Margarita walked over to us, and we chatted, but the feeling continued to grow, something was wrong here, something isn’t right.Bryce excused himself and walked over to our daughter to dance, I moved back and asked a server for a bottle of water. I watched Alpha Nico and Beta Winston as they appeared at the entrance. I moved and grabbed Luna Margarita’s hand so she wouldn’t miss the moment of truth. We watched as his nose lifted into the air and he spotted Amelia, he froze in his spot for a moment, and the song ended. She walked to the refreshment table and now I was focused on

Amelia’s POV My mind was swirling with soft whimpering from my wolf, she was in pain, but she never stopped speaking one word, MATE. It was breaking my heart as I looked up at the night sky, I was to shift tonight, but now she’s in so much pain that I know it won’t happen. The man that stands behind me, is our mate and I’m terrified to see his face, terrified to know that he is the only one that will ever make me feel complete, if what I read is the truth in those books. His scent makes my mouth water; his touch sends sparks all over my body and his voice stirs something so deep inside me that goosebumps rise on my skin. Tears begin to flow, and he wraps his arms around me, his back giving off heat and warmth and it spreads throughout my body, his lips barely touch my ear and then he speaks, one word tells me who it is, and pure fury rises from the depth of my soul as the word spitfire falls from his lips.He scoops me in his arms and my eyes go wide as I stare at Alpha Nico, oh N

Amelia’s POV I sit up and the sheet that is covering me falls and cool air hits my skin, my eyes widen, and I look down to see I’m naked and pull my hand from his as I grab the sheet and pull it up, glaring at him, “You didn’t dare touch me, did you?”He sits back in his chair and arches a brow to me, “No spitfire, I didn’t touch you, but you touched me,” he smiles, and I’m infuriated at just how gorgeous he is, his curls hang over his forehead, his eyes still sleepy sparkle as he looks at me. I look around the room and see my gown, laying over a chair and my brows shoot up, “who undressed me then?”I look at him and he chuckles, “you did, it was very seductive how you woke me, I’m intrigued spitfire are you always so bold?”Clutching the sheet tighter to my chest, shaking my head at him, “you’re lying, I would never,” my cheeks are burning with heat, and he runs a hand through his hair, only for it to fall again over his forehead and his dark curls look so soft. I clench my jaw to

Alpha Nico’s POV I walked out of the pack house only speaking to her mother as I nodded with a scowl on my face to anyone else. As soon as I seen the tree line of the forest Adonia broke free needing a run as he scolded me for teasing our mate. I sat in the back of his mind trying to think of every encounter I had with Amelia and what I had done so wrong for her to hate me with such ferocity. I know kidnapping her was wrong, but I needed answers, I needed to ensure that not only she was safe but the others, not knowing what knowledge they had, or lack of knowledge was need-to-know information, and they were being stubborn and yes, I allowed my overinflated ego to get the best of me. Her opinion of me though is unsettling, why would she believe I’m a pervert, what the hell did my own men say or do to have her thinking like that. They knew not to hurt the pup, and I’m sure they didn’t, not with the way she went after them like a cornered wildcat. “You’re an idiot, she felt cornere

Alpha Nico’s POV I hadn’t thought about what she might have been thinking that day and the amount of pain in her eyes as she spoke, the terror that she was feeling just of the memory of what I had unintentionally put her through had me loathing myself for putting her through it. I tried to comfort her with a hug, but she stepped away, “no, you don’t get to do that, you don’t get to make me feel those sparks, you haven’t earned that right, and you probably won’t.” She turned her back to me, “let’s keep going my mom wants ice cream,” she whispered.I didn’t know what to say, I’m sorry is too lame for what I put her through that day, I need to find a way to make her believe that it wasn’t intentional, my men should have told her but then again if they did, I’m sure it would’ve sounded farfetched.We walked in silence until we were in front of the store and I opened the door, I cleared my throat, “what are you in the mood for?”I ordered her mom’s to go ice cream and nudged her with my