All Chapters of The Playboy’s True Queen Luna: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Wendy’s POV“I was actually just—” Looking at Damien, I swallow nervously and am about to explain when he cuts me off.“What are you doing in my house?” He presses. He raises an eyebrow and leans in slowly. As his tall frame looms closer, an intense wave of Alpha dominance crashes over me, stealing the air from my lungs.I bite my lip and instinctively back up—only to bump into a wall. No escape.“Still working on your excuse?” Damien continues. “Thief? Liar?”He fires off questions one after another, his ridiculously good-looking face getting dangerously close—at this point, I can basically count his eyelashes. Guilt gnaws at the pit of my stomach. I can’t believe I interrupted his little moment earlier, and who knows what kind of drama I’ve just stirred up between him and Selena? Normally, I’m great at talking my way out of anything. But faced with this level of hotness? My brain is absolutely short-circuiting. My tongue tangles. My heart was running a marathon like there’s no t

Wendy’s POVA cold gust of air rushes through my soaked clothes, and I shiver hard, like I’ve just been shoved into a walk-in freezer.Some messed-up part of me wants to laugh—because honestly, this whole thing is just insane. I still can’t quite believe everything that’s happened to me since setting foot in this school. But stronger than my frustration is the stubborn fire burning in my chest. I need to get to the bottom of this. I don’t know who’s behind all this, or what else they’ve got planned, but one thing’s for sure: I’m not going down easy. And I’m definitely not scared.But seriously—what the hell is going on?I’m the Alpha’s daughter. I don’t slack off in training, my grades are top-tier, and socially? People usually like me. Back at my old school, I was the fun one. The leader. The girl everyone followed. And now? I switch schools and instantly go from “rising star” to “public enemy number one?” That’s… a wild plot twist.What exactly did I do to deserve this kind of w

Wendy’s POV“I so did not!” I can’t help but scoff at what Damien’s just suggested–I mean, the idea that I’d be trying to sabotage his secret hookups somehow? That’s ridiculous. As if I’d even care! Only a self-absorbed, pompous jerk would think something like that. But, of course, that’s exactly what Damien seems to be. On instinct, I shove him away–only for my hand to brush against his bare, solid abs. My eyes widen at the sudden contact. The heat shoots through me like an electric current, and I yank my hand back immediately, face already flushing a bright red. Still burning up with embarrassment, I keep my gaze on the ground as I try to step around him and leave. But before I get the chance, a well-toned and muscular arm cuts across my path. “Not so fast,” Damien says with a raised eyebrow, lips twisted with amusement. I huff. “Jerk!” “You’re not doing much to help your ‘not doing it on purpose’ case,” Damien replies, tone suddenly serious. “Look, I do get it, but I’d neve