All Chapters of Violet's Vengeance: The Rise of The Fallen Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Rayan.The rays of sunlight were already invading the room through the window, illuminating all the wreckage that had been done. I was sitting at the edge of the bed, one of the few pieces of furniture that survived our wolves’ encounter, elbows resting on my knees as I stared at the chaos before me.Onyx and Íris had mated through the night. They’d fallen asleep, and eventually the transformation had faded. When I woke, I was wrapped around Violet’s body. I had to get up and sit on the bed to try and put my thoughts in order.But it was impossible to think with Violet’s naked body right there, her scent, now even more intoxicating, surrounding me. Especially now, with the mark strengthened by the mating of our wolves and the pull of the Heat still lingering.I walked to the bathroom, feeling my muscles complain, a painful reminder that we had crossed every limit. I splashed cold water on my face to bring myself back to reality and looked at my reflection in the mirror. My body was c

After a few hours of pleasure, we both decided it would be best to change rooms and grab something to eat in the meantime. I picked a moss-green dress with a straight square neckline. Rayan was already dressed in loose brown pants and a white shirt. With his body, he looked good in anything.“Can you help me tie this?” I asked, stopping in front of him and turning around.I felt his hands pull at the strings of the dress, hard. Maybe a little too hard. My body swayed with every tug.“You’d make a good handmaid, you’d lace a corset with ease,” I teased playfully.Rayan finished tying it and moved my hair aside, exposing my shoulder as he trailed kisses up toward my neck. “I’m just thinking about how I’m going to tear this dress off you later,” he whispered against my ear, and I laughed.“You and your obsession with destroying my clothes.” I turned, wrapping my arms around his neck.“You talk as if you don’t like it,” he said, looking down at me, his hands resting on my waist.“Who says

Violet.After we had breakfast that day, we went straight back to the guest room where we stayed until the end of that Wave. Days blended into nights through constant desire and arousal. Keeping my hands off Rayan was nearly impossible.He kept touching me too, pulling me close every chance he got and speaking to me in that low, seductive voice lovers use to tell their secrets. Even though, sometimes, I saw a glimpse of anger in his eyes, a ghost of his true intentions trying to reach him again.But overall, this Wave was different from the last one. I don’t know if it was because our wolves had mated, or because, unlike last time, Rayan was in love. All I know is that it felt more intimate, more than just raw pleasure and wild sex.We made love everywhere in that room. The bed muffled our moans, the cold floor against my skin made me beg for more, the table creaked beneath our bodies, and in the shower the water almost couldn’t handle the heat we exhaled.That place was covered in t

Violet.That day, I established a plan with Nara. We would wait until Rayan needed to attend a negotiation meeting. These meetings always lasted an entire afternoon, sometimes even longer depending on the distance. So I would have plenty of time.I suggested to Nara that I might need to seduce Hertor and that he might have feelings for me. Her reaction fascinated me, she seemed interested in the whole thing, almost entertained by it.The more I got to know her, the more I noticed something wild inside her, something hiding behind those eyes, something that had been tamed and was slowly coming back to life.It wasn’t clear to me whether her motivations for helping me were rooted in some kind of passion for me, rebellion against Rayan’s behavior, or simply a desire for fun. But that didn’t matter, what mattered was that I felt I could trust her.After all, she and I shared a secret that could bring us both down. If she told anyone about my meeting Hertor, I would tell about our encount

Violet.The air around us felt hotter, fuller of lust. Outside, the wind began to howl, a reminder of the world I would have to return to later. But there, within those wooden walls, there was only Hertor and me, lost in a forbidden passion.It would be a blatant lie to say I was doing this for the sake of some plan. I desired Hertor. The way he was so affectionate, so careful, so full of honor was a temptation. He was the complete opposite of Rayan and yet he affected me almost as intensely.My body wanted him and it had nothing to do with some mark or heat. I wanted him because he was a huge man with angelic features and demeanor who could break me, but who preferred to take care of me. I wanted him because he was forbidden and that only made him look more delicious.His hands were everywhere, running over my body and squeezing me, but not hurting me, simply making me his. He slid a hand along my thigh, up the inner part, making me shudder under his touch.Hertor pulled his face ba