The Savage Luna and Her Six Obsessive Monsters のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

Violet’s POV.I tipped the wine bottle up like a champ and gulped loudly. The entire restaurant went silent like they were witnessing a crime and I slammed the empty bottle down.“THIS WINE IS TOO DAMN GOOD!”Several heads whipped my way.Dax?Dax looked like a proud husband watching his feral wife eat fire.He uncorked the sixth bottle and I'm happy he let me drink. We were here to eat and I wondered who suggested a drinking competition... probably me but no regrets!Back in the human world, I was the “good girl.”Perfect grades.Perfect manners.Perfect daughter.Perfect boring girlfriend who got cheated on by a walking disappointment.And now… now I was in another realm, drinking like a dragon, with four unhinged men ready to die for me.Yeah.Maybe I deserved to misbehave.“Violence, we should head back. It’s late,” Dax murmured, leaning close.I downed another glass, then moved closer to him and sniffed him.Like a deranged wolf and he chuckled, low and sinful. “You’re drunk.”“I

Riven’s POVThe bond was screaming and it was not a whisper or a tug. It was a full-throated roar inside my ribs, lightning cracking along every nerve, stormfire licking under my skin like it wanted out. My wings were half-manifested without permission, black feathers edged in white-hot runes flickering in and out of existence at my back. I could taste ozone on my tongue.Violet.She was… gods, she was feeling something intense. Pleasure so sharp it cut straight through the mate-bond and carved itself into me. I could almost hear her broken moans, feel the arch of her spine, the way her thighs shook.And the scent threading through it all wasn’t mine or the other's but... Dax’s. That cold, ancient bastard was with her and they were doing something so strong that I could feel everything, my fists clenched so hard the air around them crackled.I’d portaled to her dorm at three in the morning like a lunatic, half-hoping she’d be there so I could drag her into my arms and remind her wh

Violet’s POVThe shower was basically lava, and I still couldn’t scrub the last twenty-four hours off my skin.Dax’s tongue. Riven’s tears. The way I’d screamed so hard the windows almost shattered and the way Riven had felt every second of it and then tried to erase a forest because of it.My thighs were sore, my heart was bruised, and my brain was a hamster wheel on fire.Four mates.Four.I didn’t even like dating one guy at a time, and now the universe decided to give me a whole starter pack of emotionally unstable monsters?I pressed my forehead to the tile and let the water scald me, I should be figuring out why my power keeps trying to consume me.I should be hunting the truth about my past, not collecting gorgeous disasters who look at me like I’m oxygen and they’ve been drowning for centuries.But no.Instead I’m standing here wondering why the bond let me feel Riven’s soul crack open while the twins apparently slept through the whole orgy-adjacent apocalypse.There’s somethi

Violet’s POVThere were twenty students lined up with me, all looking like we were about to walk into our funerals and honestly… they weren’t wrong. We were going to the Lycan Kingdom, a place so notoriously ruthless that even demons respected the borders. Lycans weren’t just wolves, they were the apex of apex predators. Stronger bones, faster healing, ancient instincts, brutal laws, violent power. Wolves bowed to them. Most species feared them.And I was traveling there…with their princes and they are both obsessed and definitely idiots.Fate hated me personally.Zyran and Zaiden were the worst kind of royal disasters, terrifyingly powerful, violently possessive, allergic to sharing, and they despised each other so deeply that they couldn’t be in the same room for five minutes without a fistfight, a growl-off, or some kind of chest-thumping ego contest that involved claws, fangs, and property damage. They’d been a bit civil for a while but now it was like the universe lit a fuse ins

Violet’s POVThe forest went dead silent and not the peaceful kind of quiet it was the kind that happens right before a bomb detonates.Zaiden’s smile was gone and Zyran’s face was carved from ice and murder.Both of them stood behind me, close enough that their combined heat and frost and fire aura made the air around us ripple.I couldn’t move.Inara had just sold my soul for free entertainment, Abigail looked like she was calculating how many bodies she could drop before someone stopped her, and Blue had wisely curled into a scaly ball and pretended to be a rock.Zyran spoke first, voice so low it vibrated in my bones.“Repeat that.”Inara squeaked and tried to hide behind me.I shoved her back out. “You opened your mouth, you deal with the wolves.”Zaiden tilted his head, golden eyes glowing. “So…He did a good job even without fucking you.”The words hung in the air and then the ground cracked and not metaphorically.Actual fissures spider-webbed out from under Zyran’s boots, fro