All Chapters of The Wolfless Luna And The Alpha King: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Danielle’s POV THE NEXT MORNING I wake up slowly to the soft hum of the birds around, and for a second, I don’t remember where I am. The sheets under my cheek are softer than anything I’ve ever slept on. The room smells like mild perfume, and something that makes my stomach twist in a strange, slow knot kind of way. And just then, I feel the heat beside me which I can tell isn’t from the blanket or the morning sun. But a person. My eyes snap open fully and I find Rhett lying right next to me. This time, facing me, bare-chested, eyes shut completely. Breathing steady and deep like he hasn’t been forcing me to share a bed with him against my will the night before. My heart kicks so hard it hurts at the thought of knowing for the fact that I should move away from him. I should roll off this bed like I’m chased out. But I can’t. Something heavy presses against my chest, like invisible fingers hooking into me. A warmth uncurls itself low in my belly, slow andf terrifying. Every t

Rhett’s POVDanielle’s question hangs in the air like a blade.One minute we’re all pretending this breakfast is normal, pleasant chatter, forced smiles, overly polite tones, and the next, she asks something no outsider should ever dare ask.And as expected, the entire table goes silent. Forks pause mid-air, the Alpha’s sons at the far end of the table stiffens. Luna Nora’s eyes dart sharply toward us. And Alpha Elvis, he doesn’t blink. Instead he just stares.The muscles in my back lock in an instant. My wolf goes still, alert, watching through my eyes. I turn to her almost immediately, stunned that she even voiced it out loud.Danielle swallows, her face slowly draining of color as she realizes what she’s done. But her eyes, they’re still sharp and observant, so sharp I can tell she’d noticed or seen something she wasn’t meant to see.I force my expression into a collected, mildly amused look, hoping to ease the tension now hanging in the air.If t

Danielle’s POVThe morning peace wakes me far too gently for the chaos waiting inside my chest.For a long, hazy moment, I lie still on the bed, half tangled in the sheets. My mind drifts groggily between sleep and awareness, clinging to the softness of the pillow beneath my cheek. The sunlight creeping across the floorboards feels warm, almost comforting.The trip from days ago, the strange pull. Rhett’s sudden tension from whatever and the whispers in the courtyard.The way my senses wouldn’t stop buzzing when he comes around me, it all feels unreal now, as if it happened to someone else entirely.I inhale slowly, intending to drag myself fully awake but the second I shift the pillow gives a strange, gritty sound almost like paper tearing itself. My eyes fly open as I sit up quickly, pushing my hair out of my face only to freeze completely at the sight in front of me.My pillow shredded badly, not wrinkled, not torn from tossing around.Just S

Danielle’s POV “Lady Seraphine,” he says surprisingly, but without a single glance our way, as if avoiding something. Me probably… “Welcome back,” she adds. And just when she does, he pauses midstep and then finally turns to face us. “T—thank you Seraphine,” “You’re welcome,” she responds, grinning at him. “I’ll be on my way now, it was lovely seeing you both.” Without any hesitation, I take a step toward her, grabbing her by the wrist forcing a smile at her. “I’d love for you to join us for breakfast, if you wouldn’t mind,” I say with a smile creased on my face. Ignoring the look on Rhett’s face at this time. “I’d love that,” she says, smiling back at me. I grab her by the hand, pulling her toward the dining area, knowing well the consequences of my actions with Rhett, but I ignore them. All of it. She follows suit from behind me, gliding into the dining room with the kind of graceful confidence only someone who had lived among Alphas for years could possess, with a smil

Rhett’s POVBy the time Devon leaves, I shut the office door behind me a couple of hours later, the weight of the entire mansion pressing on my shoulders. I drag in a deep breath, forcing myself to accept the thing I’ve been avoiding all day in my head.The hallway is too quiet as I walk away from the council room, the faint echo of my footsteps bouncing off the walls like accusations. Everyone had gone Beta Devon, the guards, the elders, and yet the tension I’d carried all day refuses to leave with them. It sticks to me like a second skin, heavy and suffocating.And at the center of all that tension is her.Danielle.I drag in a deep breath, my chest rising and falling with a heaviness I can’t shake. I’ve made her uncomfortable every time I’ve been near her. Hell, “uncomfortable” was a gentle word for it. She looks at me like she expects me to snap, as if she’s always bracing for impact.But then again I don’t blame her, I mean I haven’t given her a single reason to think otherwise.