All Chapters of The Wolfless Luna And The Alpha King: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Danielle’s POVI can tell from just staring at him, that there’s indeed something wrong with Rhett. But annoyingly he’s refusing to say a word.I don’t know when I first noticed it—only that once I did, I couldn’t unsee it.It’s in the way his answers have grown shorter over the past couple of days. In the way his gaze drifts when he thinks I’m not watching. In how his hands linger on Kaelen with fierce devotion, yet never quite reach for me the way they used to—never quite curl around my waist or pull me in close when the night settles quietly around us.He’s here. But part of him is somewhere else and I can’t understand why.I sit on the edge of the chaise near the tall windows days later, Kaelen asleep in his trolley, the soft rise and fall of his tiny body the only steady thing in the room. Outside, the pack moves through its usual morning rhythms with guards changing posts, servants crossing the courtyard, the low sound of life continuing as if nothing is amiss.But something is.

Danielle’s POVI wake up to the pain throbbing in my head over my lack of sleep. And right now, I'm staring at the empty, cold side of the bed.And from the properly dressed sheets next to me, I can tell he was out before dawn. I know because his side of the bed is cold when I wake, the faint imprint of his weight already fading. What hurts most was that, for the first time in a long time he didn't kiss my temple like he usually does when duty pulls him away. But I can already tell what it is, yet regardless it unsettle something deep in my chest.I stay still in bed, staring up at the ceiling above me in silence. I place a hand over my eyes for a minute wiping off morning flakes on my skin and then over to Kaelen’s cot. For a minute, I try not to let any of what’s been happening get to me. But the longer I stay in our bedroom the harder it becomes.I perk up to my feet finally, headed for Kaelen when a knock breaks through the silence. I look up to find Aaliyah and a few servants

Danielle’s POVA couple of hours later, I sit by the window long after breakfast ends long after the servants have cleared the table. Long after the echoes of Elara’s voice should have faded.But annoyingly I haven’t.The afternoon light spills across the floor in pale bands, in a warm and soft kind of way, the kind of light that should bring peace. Instead, it only sharpens the stillness inside me, leaves me too aware of my own breathing, of the way my fingers keep twisting together in my lap.I close my eyes, I am enough.The words feel foreign at first, like a language I once knew but forgot how to speak.I inhale slowly, pressing my palm flat against my chest with my eyes shut tightly.I am not an option.I am not a consolation.I am not what he settled for.Elara’s smile flashes behind my eyes sweet and polished, cruel in its precision. “At least you were able to bear him an heir.”My jaw tightens from her words in my head. And I hate that I can't let it off my head.I stand abr

Rhett’s POVThe summons from downtown comes before dawn bringing a pause to whatever I have going on in my head over Elara and Danielle.I feel it before I hear it — that subtle pull beneath my ribs, the quiet tightening of instinct that has never once failed me. The kind that wakes an Alpha even when the world is still asleep.I sit upright in bed, breath steady, and my senses sharpening.Beside me, Danielle stirs and I watch her in silence. Remembering we haven't talked about why she’d resisted my touch at the table the day before that. But right now, I feel something else downtown is wrong and I find it hard to settle it in my head. In seconds she stirs again, not fully awake. Just enough to murmur my name softly, like she feels the disturbance without knowing why.“You're up?”“Yes,” I say quietly, brushing my thumb along her shoulder and this time she doesn't resist like earlier.Her eyes flutter open, and she stares at me. Even half-asleep, she looks at me like she’s measuring

Rhett's POV We get to the ground floor, our men standing straight as they spot us walking from the exit.“Alpha,” they greeted in chorus.Devon leans in his voice a whisper. “You’ll have to give a speech,” he says. “Rally them before we move out, motivate them for the task ahead.”I nod, these men weren't disposable. Everyone here is ready to meet their maker.Ready to fight to the death, to fulfill their promises of duty.For their sake I have to also carry their zeal.I step forward, my chin high. “Warriors!” I echo.“Today, we fight for our pack,” I begin, “we subdue our enemies. We show them the price for their attacks on our brothers. Every inch they take against us will cost them. Every step will be met with the strength of our bond, and our fury. Together we will win!”“Together we will win!” They echo back, cheering as one body.Satisfied, I nod once. “Let’s move.”Devon nod every single warmth dissolve in his determination. His warrior instinct kicks in as we move toward the