All Chapters of The Wolfless Luna And The Alpha King: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Danielle’s POV“We keep it brief. You don’t owe anyone anything more than a greeting,” he continues without a single glance my way, and then hops out of the car. I take in a deep breath trying to steady myself from having to feel concerned about today's performance. All smiles, fewer greetings, head up high, shoulders raised like they expect.In less than a minute he circles to my side and opens my door himself, every inch the composed Alpha. I find Rhett in front of me, a hand stretched out waiting for mine. I freeze and then place my hand over his, letting the warmth of his hands wrap around mine. Causing the walls of my stomach to tingle at the feeling. I step down, wishing the earth would swallow me before every staring eye can take me in.The building in front of us, glows under the sun, banners of silver and blue snapping in the breeze. Wolves in human form cluster in small knots, their chatter softening when they see us. When they see me. But ignore all that, holding my h

Danielle’s POV“Rhett?” My voice trembles as I rush toward him.He doesn’t answer, instead he walks right into the bedroom, shuts the door in an instant. The sleeve of his shirt is ripped open, blood seeping down to his fingers.I reach for the door handle without any hesitation, seeing how critical his condition is and how bad it can get in less than a minute. “I’ll get the physician—”But then, the minute I do, he catches my wrist, grip so tight I find it hard to move or wrench from his grip. “No.”“What are you doing?” I ask, a bit confused.“No one else comes in here,” he says again, his tone firm and authoritative as always.“You’re covered in blood!” I snap.He drags in a rough breath looking away from me, shoulders squaring as if trying to be strong. “It’s nothing, I’m fine.”“Then why are you bleeding?—”“Don’t ask.”The tone stops me cold as I freeze by the door. He moves past me, stripping off his jacket, the motion betraying a tremor he tries to hide.He’s still trying to p

Danielle’s POV‘Such bold nerves you have got Danielle,’ I mutter to myself standing in front of him. Wondering why I’m suddenly so infested in seeing him get better. The same one who still looks like he could crumble and yet refuses to. In an instant, Rhett arches a brow staring back at me. “What are you doing?” his voice cut through the air, breaking the silence. “Exactly what you think I’m doing,” I reply without a flinch, crossing my arms.He sighs, that quiet, controlled sound that means he’s about to ignore me and then looks away from me a if ignoring me like I’d said.“You forget, Danielle — I don’t take orders from you.”“And you forget that you’re still human enough to bleed. Sit down.”Silence stretches between us as I stay rooted in front of him. Not a single flinch or blink to show a crack on my face.Surprisingly he takes a step forward, and then smirks faintly. “You think you can command me now?”“If that’s what it takes to keep you from passing out mid-step with tha

Rhett’s POVBy the time I reach the east wing, the ache in my arm is back, pulsing in rhythm with every step I take. The hallway to the council boardroom for some reason feels colder here, carved from stone older than any of us, its silence thick enough to swallow sound.Devon walks a few paces behind me as I lead the way to the damn meeting. “You sure you want to go in like that?”I glance at him briefly, wondering what he means. “Like what?” “That—-,” he says gesturing to my arm, wrapped underneath my jacket.I flex my fingers at my sides. The linen beneath my sleeve is already damp again, but I don’t slow down. “None of that matters, they don’t need to know.”Devon mutters something under his breath about stubborn Alphas, but he doesn’t argue. Instead, he follows suit from behind me.The heavy doors of the council chamber open before us, the guards bowing as I step through. But what I'm more concerned about are the men seated across from me.Familiar faces sit around the long o

Danielle’s POVMy feet barely touch the ground before I’m yanked backward, air rushing out of my lungs as I collide with something solid and painfully familiar.Rhett.I look up and see him staring back at me, a hand right behind my back. Strong and firm. Unmistakably his.For a heartbeat, I’m too stunned to speak. Wondering how he’s standing right in front of me. My fingers still clutch the letter I shouldn’t have taken, and all I can hear is my pulse pounding in my ears as I try to steady myself.“Where are you coming from?” he asks, finally breaking the silence between us.I steady myself fully, staring up at him. He’s standing close, his face partly covered in the shadows of the hallway light, his eyes still glued to mine.The faint light from the hallway behind him catches the sharp edge of his jaw, the slight rise and fall of his chest as he takes his hands off my back.“I asked you a question,” he says, taking a step towards me.My throat goes dry almost instantly as I stare b