All Chapters of The Wolfless Luna And The Alpha King: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Danielle’s POVIn seconds, I hear him step up beside me, close enough that our arms almost brush but they don’t.The unspoken space between us feels louder than the chirping of birds by the lake. The wind blowing against my hair.“You didn’t have to do this,” I finally say quietly, unsure where the words even come from. “Bring me here,” I add.He exhales without a word, not annoyed anymore… conflicted. I can hear it in the rough way he parts his lips to answer finally.“I know,” he says. And that catches me off guard as I turn to him slowly.“You know?” I repeat.“Yes.” His jaw flexes. “But I just—wanted to.”‘Wanted?’ I mutter to myself. Not needed, not obligated, and not forced by whatever bond he feels we both have.‘Wanted?’ I repeat.My chest in seconds tightens in a way I don’t want to analyze and I take a step back, because suddenly the air feels too thin for both of us.“Well,” I say, trying to sound collected even though my voice trembles the slightest bit, “thank you. It’s…

Danielle’s POVDinner right now feels like a heavy task I’m meant to perform as a Luna here and for some reason, it feels frustrating.Not because the food tastes bad, honestly, I couldn’t tell you if it was seasoned well tonight but because of the suffocating silence that settled between Rhett and me like a physical presence some minutes ago.I sit at the long dining table, hands folded neatly in my lap, trying not to look up at the door when he storms out without a word to me.Trying not to yearn for the Alpha whose lips had nearly hovered over mine less than a couple of days ago.Trying not to remember the way his breath felt on my skin, the heat of his chest against mine, the way his hand wrapped around my waist as if he’d been fighting himself and losing—I exhale shakily and immediately stiffen, hoping the servants and Aaliyah didn’t hear. But for some reason, I’m convinced she heard.Her head tilts just slightly before she straightens again, pretending she didn’t notice. Preten

Rhett’s POVIf there was one thing I expected after the whole lake scene, it was space, and distance. A very wide, comfortable, necessary distance from Rhett.But apparently, the universe at this point hates me. Because barely after breakfast, well, after staring at breakfast and not eating any of it. I find myself being summoned to the pack house by one of the omegas. Summoned, as in requested by the Alpha to meet him downstairs.I already know it’s bad. Rhett doesn’t request me, just orders and commands that irritate me.But a request? Yeah, something’s wrong.I smooth down my shirt, trying to breathe evenly as I walk down the hallway that leads to his office. My stomach feels tight, my palms annoyingly warm, and I’ve been thinking about that lake scene way more than is healthy.I can still feel the roughness of his fingers around my wrist. The heat of his breath on my cheek, the pure shock of how close we both were.And the moment he flinched back like he’d almost made the biggest

Danielle’s POVThe world doesn't fully snap back into place until the sound of Rhett’s voice cuts through the ringing in my ears.“Training is over for today.”His tone was edged with finality, and one heartbeat away from violence. The entire field freezes. Warriors straighten. Lucas on his end scrambles to his feet, pale and shaking. No one dares breathe.No one dares look at me. Except Rhett.His arm, still around me, is now taken off almost as if realizing something firm, his chest rising so fast against my side that I can feel every controlled breath he forces out, as if he’s fighting to leash something savage. Something directed at Lucas.Something directed at the world for touching me.And then too abruptly he lets go.The loss of his warmth hits much harder than it should be and Rhett steps back, jaw clenched tight. He doesn't look at me again. He doesn't speak to me either. He just turns to the warriors, with a voice as cold as usual.“Get out of my sight.”The field clears in

Rhett’s POVI finally say the words I’ve been longing to say for days and right now I just can't help it. “You can stay!” I add, trying not to sound too affected but within me, I'm hurt.Surprisingly she says nothing afterwards, now coming in front of me. And then it starts with silence.The kind that settles in your chest before a storm, thick and heavy, making every breath feel like a warning.I keep replaying what happened on the training field—her wide eyes, the fear in her scent, the way she clung to me without thinking. And gods… the way I reacted. Instantly. Instinctively and violently without thinking.Zane on his end still hasn’t stopped pacing since.Every step we took walking back from the lake the other day felt like walking a tightrope. Danielle avoided looking at me. I avoided looking at her. If our hands so much as brushed, my whole body tensed like a live wire.But the real problem began when she walked into my chambers a couple of minutes ago. And now the feel of her