All Chapters of Alpha Damien's Contracted Luna: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

 •• Damien’s POV ••• She looked up at me, eyes glistening, fingers curled in the fabric of my shirt.“Kiss me again,” she whispered.This time, I didn’t hesitate.I kissed her like I was starving. Like I’d spent years parched, and she was the only thing that could quench the ache in my chest. Her lips tasted like salt and sorrow, fire and forgiveness. I wanted to drown in her.My hands trailed down to her waist, then the curve of her hips, savoring every second like it was the first and last time. Her breath hitched as I caressed her smooth skin and slipped the last stitch of clothing on her body. If she asked me to fall to my knees and ask me to worship her, I'd fucking do it, because that was how I felt. She deserved to be worshiped and cherished.She stood before me in nothing but the soft flush of moonlight from the window. Beautiful. Vulnerable. Mine.

 •• Damien’s POV ••• She fell asleep against me, her breath soft, her fingers curled in the fabric of my shirt like she was afraid I'd vanish.I didn’t move.Not because I couldn’t, but because I didn’t want to. I just wanted to stay there, grounded in her warmth, her scent, the feel of her in my arms. For so long, I’d held her like a dream I couldn’t touch. And now, she was mine. Not because of some deal, not because of our packs. But because she loved me.She said it, and she meant it. I could see it in her eyes. The love that I had always longed to see from her. The love I thought she would never have for me. But now I had it, and that changed everything. For the better.I lifted her up gently, going to our bedroom and placing her on the bed before taking her clothes off, wiping her body, and dressing her in one of her nightgowns.She stirred, murmured

•• Victoria’s POV •••The celebration had long since faded into the hush of night, but sleep remained a distant notion. I stepped onto the balcony, the cool air brushing against my skin like an old memory. Below me, the pack grounds glowed faintly with the last embers of lanterns, and laughter still drifted from the common house—muted now, like echoes of joy refusing to fade.But I needed silence.I needed stillness.I pulled a shawl over my shoulders and descended the stone steps, barefoot, each step grounding me in the reality we had reclaimed. The dawn was still a breath away, stars fading behind a veil of early mist. This land had once been abandoned and forgotten, a symbol of betrayal. Now it smelled of pine, fresh earth, and something I hadn’t felt in years—hope.My feet carried me first to the training grounds. Grass had regrown, soft and even. The old weapons rack stood tall again, polished and waiting. I ran my hand along the smooth wood, a ripple of memory tightening my thro

 •• Victoria’s POV ••• The morning after the confrontation with Alpha Martin dawned cool and clear, but the tension hadn’t left my chest. Damien hadn’t said much after we returned to the mansion. I could see it in the way his jaw ticked—he was still furious, still calculating.A knock echoed through Damien's and my study.I turned from the window just as Felix opened the front doors."Luna Astraea is here to see you," he announced.I straightened my blouse and nodded. "I'll see her now."A moment later, I saw Damien’s mother in our living room near the floor-to-ceiling windows that faced the garden, still with the quiet grace I’d always admired since the first time we met. Luna Astraea had always treated me with warmth, even when I was still unsure of my place. She gave me the Luna necklace with such certainty, without even asking if I was truly her son's

 •• Victoria's POV ••• The silence after Liam’s message stretched like a taut wire. My pulse drummed in my ears. I stared at the dark screen, the words “Whoever did this is good. Better than me” still lingering in the air.Oli said Liam was one of the best hackers in the world, but even he couldn't compare to this no-face ghost. He couldn't stop sable.ghost from hacking our system.My company. My mother’s legacy. Hijacked by someone bold enough to leave a signature.Sable.ghost.I wanted to scream. To punch through the glass walls until they shattered like my calm. But I didn’t. I stood still, jaw locked, heart pounding beneath my ribs. My silence was my restraint. And my rage.Felix paced in the corner, arms folded tightly. Olivia stood by the control panel, fingers flying across her screen, whispering instructions to someone on the other end of her comm line.