Todos os capítulos de The Luna Who Refused to Kneel: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

At the sound of his low, guilt-tinged voice, my tears finally broke free, spilling down in hot, heavy drops.I staggered toward him, my body still trembling under the lingering poison. His strong arms caught me at once, steady and unyielding. The moment our skin touched, a surge of electricity exploded between us, racing through every nerve in my body. My knees buckled, and I collapsed into his chest.Our mate… Lilith sighed with bliss inside my head, her voice trembling with wild joy, with the euphoria of something lost and finally reclaimed.Andrew wrapped one arm securely around me, his other hand moving swiftly, carefully, as he checked my condition. I could feel the storm of rage radiating from him.“My men are outside,” he murmured against my ear, his breath hot on my skin. “Don’t be afraid. It’s over.”I buried my face in his chest, greedily breathing in the crisp, intoxicating scent of him.“Let’s go.” His voice was rough, almost hoarse.I reached up, looped my arms around his

The threat of wolfsbane was finally gone, but the endless running and the strain of being on high alert had drained me completely. Exhaustion swallowed me whole, my eyelids so heavy I could barely keep them open.Andrew noticed my weakness. He shifted slightly, letting me lean more comfortably against his chest. After straightening both our clothes, he tapped on the car window. The Pack Doctor rushed over at once.“Alpha.”“Treat her wounds,” Andrew ordered.The Pack Doctor opened his kit and carefully cleaned and bandaged the cut on my arm. I stayed in Andrew’s arms, breathing in his steady, reassuring scent, listening to the strong rhythm of his heartbeat. My consciousness grew hazy.Before I slipped fully into sleep, I heard Andrew’s voice again: “Get in the car. We’re going home.”When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on a huge, soft bed. The room was spacious, its décor all clean lines in black, white, and gray.The air carried a faint ocean freshness.I shifted, my body sore a

Andrew led me into his study. He sat behind a massive ebony desk, opened his laptop, and his fingers tapped the keys with a series of calm, lethal commands.I stood beside him watching streams of data scroll across the screen — a small window into the vast intelligence network he’d set in motion for me.Less than half an hour later his assistant brought in a tablet.“Alpha, these are the public records and some internal intel on the Blood pack’s senior members from the last five years.” He handed the tablet to Andrew with a reverent nod, addressing me with the title I carried: Luna.Andrew slid the tablet toward me. “Take a look. You might find what you want.”I sat and began to sift through it. The dossier was exhaustive: the pack’s business holdings, core members’ family backgrounds, even a log of public events they’d attended.My finger stopped on Nancy’s file. She’d been Ansel’s childhood companion and the pack’s celebrated Omega — a prodigy-artist who’d won awards young and been h

“Nasir,” I whispered his name. “He’s the first.”“Crush him into the mud!” Lilith howled with glee in my head. “Make him kneel and beg you! Get that video, Leah, and then we tear Nancy apart!”I calmed her frenzy but the flames of revenge only burned hotter.I picked up my phone and texted Nasir.“Tomorrow at 3 PM, the outdoor café in City Square.”A wide, public place with people coming and going — I wouldn’t give him a chance to do anything cowardly. Then I sent Andrew a short message explaining the situation. He didn’t need to intervene, but he needed to know my moves. This was our new tacit accord.His reply came almost instantly: “My people will be around the square. If anything happens, they’ll handle it first. Stay safe.”The next afternoon I arrived early and took the best vantage point — a seat that looked toward the square’s entrance and let me watch the flow of people.At 2:58, a furtive figure appeared at the edge of the square.Nasir.He scuttled like a startled rat, glanc

The next moment the villa’s front door was kicked open. Ansel barreled in like a maddened beast, eyes bloodshot.“Leah!” he snarled, hate lacing every syllable. “You wicked woman! What did you do to Nancy? You ruined her!”He charged up the stairs in a frenzy, totally bereft of reason.Andrew stepped in front of me, and an invisible pressure — the authority of a top Alpha — dropped over the room like a physical thing.Ansel’s steps slammed to a halt as if he’d struck an unseen wall. He was pinned in place by that force, unable to move.“Get out.” Andrew’s voice was quiet, controlled.Ansel stared at me; the madness in his eyes shifted into a wounded, hollow desperation.“Leah… why?” he croaked, his voice raw. “I admit I hurt you… but why retaliate against her so cruelly? She… she loved me too much…”“You think far too highly of yourself. I’m only taking back what’s mine,” I said.“As for Nancy,” I looked at the anguish carved on his face and spoke each word deliberately, “she wasn’t ru