All Chapters of Hunted Luna Becomes The Godbrothers Possession : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Cole's POV The rink is quiet, too quiet.Cold air moves across the ice, and the only sound is the steady hum of the cooling system and the echo of the puck blades gliding as Finn makes another circle, showing off for no reason. Nolan leans lazily against the boards, helmet off, grin sharp as always. Knox stands a few feet away, arms crossed, eyes on nothing in particular.I’m sitting on the bench, watching them, feeling the cold seep into my hands through the gloves. It’s routine here, the sound, the motion, the stillness that hides everything unspoken.But today, something is off.We all feel it.The air has that kind of weight that doesn’t belong to the rink — something tight, uneasy. It’s her. Reese. Or maybe it’s what happened in her room last night.Knox had gone there to check on her, and since then, nothing has felt right.He finally returns now, walking toward us with that same perplexed calm. His hair is damp, and his gloves hang loosely from one hand. He doesn’t speak unti

Knox's POV I knew it.I damn well knew it.Cole had lied years ago when he said the Venom Haemorrhage was gone. He said it with such convincing calm that I almost wanted to believe him — that the healer had somehow managed the impossible. I should’ve known better. You don’t *cure* something that was born inside your blood.Now it’s back.I saw the blood dripping from his nose, saw the color drain from his face before he wiped it away like it was nothing. Cole always acts like he’s made of stone, but I know better. I can feel it, the same way a pulse knows when a heart skips a beat.And if it’s back… we’re in trouble.I storm through the corridor, barely aware of the people around me. My boots echo against the concrete floor, sharp and fast. My heart won’t stop hammering. I can still smell the faint metallic trace of blood — his blood clinging to my senses like a curse.He thinks he can hide it again. He thinks we won’t notice. But I will not let it happen this time.The moment I step

Reese POV I just showered for the third time since seeing Jade, the hot water doing nothing to cool the fire raging in my veins. My skin feels too tight, too sensitive, like every nerve is alive and screaming for something I can't name. I slip on my panties and bra in the bathroom, the fabric clinging to my damp body, because somehow I feel like I should dress here today—those nutheads might barge in, and I don't even know how they break into a locked room. After wearing those, I tie my towel around me and walk out, the fabric too short and barely covering my thighs, riding up with every step. And just then—boom—there are two people, no, two familiar people in my room already—these bastards who don't care about the conduct of privacy. Nolan and Finn. " What the hell!" I gasp Instantly, they turn and look at me at the same time, their eyes darkening like predators spotting prey. "What are you doing here? This is my privacy! And you don't just barge in here just like that!" I

Reese POV Very dark cruel scenes ahead, don't read if you'll find it disturbing.They untie the belt slowly, the leather sliding off my wrists, leaving red marks on my skin that burn like brands. My arms fall limp to my sides, aching from the strain, but I don't dare move without permission. Finn steps back, his eyes cold and calculating, while Nolan crosses his arms, both of them towering over me on the bed, their presence suffocating in the dim room. My body throbs, the orgasm's aftershocks mixing with a fresh wave of humiliation, my thighs sticky and my breaths coming in shallow pants."Now finger yourself," Finn orders, his voice low and menacing, a cruel smile twisting his lips. "Show us how bad you need our cocks. Make it good, Coach—or we'll tie you up again and leave you like this all day and night"The words hit me like a slap, dark and degrading, stirring that twisted knot in my stomach. I kneel there, naked and marked from their hands, tears drying on my cheeks, feeling t

Reese POVThe hallway feels dangerous now — the tension deadly like it’s pressing down on me from all sides.Maya’s words are still ringing in my ears. *You weren’t meant to survive.*My heartbeat pounds in my throat as I watch her dip her hand slowly into her dress pocket—maybe perhaps to bring out a dagger again. Something shifts inside me, an instinct that screams *run*.The image flashes behind my eyelids — her hand gripping Jade's shoulder with a smile that day, Jade’s hand gripping the dagger, the voice murmuring low, and then pain, blinding, spreading like wildfire in my belly.No. Not again.Before I know it, I’m moving back, stumbling over my own feet. My heel catches the edge of the tiles and I hit the ground hard, my palms scraping against the floor. The cold from the marble bites through my skin.Maya smiles calm and cruel, her hand still inside that pocket.“You’re always vulnerable, Serenya,” she says, her tone like a taunt, but her eyes glint with something darker.I st