All Chapters of Mated to the stubborn luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The army had stopped to make camp just beyond the Weeping Pines, a haunting forest where the trees always sounded like they mourned. The Forgotten Temple lay a day’s march ahead. Tomorrow would bring fire and blood.But tonight belonged to them.Aria stood on a bluff overlooking the campfires below. Her silver cloak fluttered in the wind, her long dark braid resting against her back. Behind her, she felt him before she heard him — Varek’s presence was always like gravity. Inescapable. Warm.“You’re thinking again,” he said gently as he came to stand beside her.“Always,” she replied without looking at him. “The wolves are ready. The witches are gathering. The Third Moon is still red. We don’t have much time.”He was quiet for a moment. “You’re scared.”“I am,” she admitted. “Because for the first time… I have something to lose.”She turned to face him fully.“You.”His eyes softened.He cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing a stray tear away. “You won’t lose me, Aria.”“You can’t promi

The moon was full, hanging like a silver coin in the ink-black sky, its light spilling across the stone balcony outside Varek’s chambers. The packhouse was quiet for once — no footsteps echoing in the hallways, no clinking of armor or urgent messengers knocking on the Alpha’s door.It was just the two of them.Aria stood near the balcony doors, her fingers curled around the railing as the cool night air played with her hair. She could feel him watching her. She didn’t have to turn to know his eyes were locked on her, dark and burning in a way that made her heart skip.She had been stubborn all day — deflecting his orders, pushing his buttons, challenging his authority like she always did. But now, here in the quiet, there was no war, no pack politics… only the charged pull between them that neither could deny.She heard the sound of boots against the floor, slow and deliberate. Her breath hitched as his scent reached her — warm, intoxicating, that unique mix of cedarwood and dominance

The forest was hushed, almost reverent, as if even the trees knew something sacred was unfolding. The air carried the earthy scent of pine and moss, laced with the faintest touch of wildflowers that grew at the forest’s edge. The river in the distance whispered over smooth stones, its gentle song weaving into the night air.But Aria only heard one thing—the heavy, steady rhythm of Varek’s breathing as he stood before her.Her lips still tingled from his kiss, her body thrumming with a restless energy she had never felt before. It was as though every nerve in her skin had come alive, every beat of her heart echoing with his. She had kissed men before, fleeting, meaningless brushes of lips—but nothing like this. Nothing that made her feel claimed, undone, yet whole all at once.Varek’s hands cupped her face, his thumb brushing across her cheek. His golden eyes glowed faintly beneath the silver moonlight, his wolf so close to the surface it made her chest tighten.“You’re trembling,” he

The first thing Aria became aware of was warmth.Not the warmth of blankets or fire, but something deeper, steady—alive.Her cheek rested against the solid wall of Varek’s chest, the steady thud of his heartbeat beneath her ear a rhythm that anchored her. His arm was draped securely around her waist, heavy yet protective, as though even in sleep he refused to let her go.For a moment, she simply lay there, eyes closed, listening to the symphony of the forest around them—the chirping of crickets, the soft rustle of leaves stirred by the morning breeze, the faint gurgle of the stream nearby. Yet all of it faded when compared to the sound of his breathing, slow and even, the rise and fall of his chest beneath her hand.Her lips curved into a small smile.Last night hadn’t been a dream.Her wolf stirred within, content, purring like a satisfied creature. The bond between them no longer felt like a thread but a pulsing, radiant force that thrummed with every heartbeat. She could feel him n

The night was thick with mist, the moon veiled in a pale glow that seemed to illuminate the forest in silver. Aria’s footsteps echoed faintly against the forest floor as she walked beside Varek. They had ventured beyond the castle walls, slipping past the guards with practiced ease. For once, there was no threat nipping at their heels—only the pull of the bond that seemed to thrum stronger with each passing day.Aria pulled her cloak tighter, but it wasn’t the cold that made her shiver. It was him—always him. Varek walked with that effortless grace, his tall frame casting shadows that seemed to bend to his presence. The air carried the scent of pine and faint iron—his scent—wild and intoxicating, stirring things inside her that she refused to name aloud.“You’ve been restless,” Varek said finally, his deep voice breaking the quiet. He didn’t look at her, but she could feel his awareness wrapping around her as tightly as the bond.Aria scoffed, though her heart was beating far too fast