All Chapters of Luna's Calling: Marked Through Trials: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ersa“Seraph!” My heart lurched. I pushed through the rogues clawing at me, tearing them down one after another, blood dripping from my fangs.But they just kept coming. One after another, never stopping, never letting me breathe. My muscles burned, my paws shook, and blood matted my fur.By the time I threw the last one off me, the sky had already bled into night. The sun was gone, the cold glow of the moon spilling down on us.We were alive, but barely. And the truth clawed at me—I was exhausted, Seraph was injured, and against numbers like these… we were at a disadvantage.“Return.”The boy’s voice rang out. Instantly, the rogues froze, their snarls dying down before they retreated, melting back into the forest shadows. Only he remained, standing still.“You are indeed…strong,” he said slowly. “Adequately.”My ears twitched, every muscle in my body tense, but he only stepped back, letting the darkness swallow him whole.From the shadows, his voice lingered like a whisper against m

Ersa“Good morning, ladies. I trust you all slept well?” His voice carried through, smooth and commanding, paired with that infuriatingly charming smile he always wore.“Of course!” Seraph chirped, practically bouncing. She’d fully recovered overnight, not even a scar left from the attack.“It’s good to see your strength return, Seraphine.” the Alpha said, smiling warmly at her.Then he looked at the rest of us. “I trust you’ve all been informed about today’s little event—a date, as some would call it. Quite romantic, wouldn’t you say?”Beside me, Everine was practically vibrating. She mumbled under her breath, squirming like a teenager about to meet her crush. She didn’t even bother to keep her usual distance from us. The Alpha’s presence had swallowed her whole world.In my eyes, it was obvious—she wasn’t just infatuated. She was in love with him.And for some reason… that pissed me off.I clenched my jaw. Right. It was obvious why. He’s my mate. Whether I liked it or not.“It is ro

ErsaMy stomach tightened at the word mate, but I forced my expression to stay neutral.“Back to elimination, Alpha,” I said, steering the conversation back to safer ground. “Again, I’d appreciate it if I returned to my old life.”“Back to him, you mean.”His words were mumbled—barely audible—but I caught them.“To him?” I repeated, confused. “You mean Conan?”Instead of replying, he leaned forward, eyes glittering with mischief, the corners of his mouth tugging upward. “Favorite position?”I blinked, sure I misheard him. “Excuse me?”“During sex,” he clarified, far too casually, as if he’d just asked me about the weather.For a moment, my brain short-circuited. The question had landed so naturally in his tone that it almost didn’t register at first. Almost.“I—” I cleared my throat, forcing my features to remain composed even as heat crept up the back of my neck. “I don’t have one.”“Oh?” His grin widened, wolfish now. “Don’t tell me you’ve never thought about it.”“I don’t spend my

ErsaOnce we returned to the mansion, the Alpha bid me a quick goodnight. He still had to prepare for Lyanna’s date tomorrow.“How was it? The date?” Rose started, the moment I reached the door to my room, her eyes wide with curiosity.“I smell like the ocean, Rose,” I told her instead, dodging the question entirely. I honestly didn't know how to summarize the chaos of the last hour.“Yes, of course! I apologize. I have prepared the bath for you.” She hurried to open the door.“Thank you. I was really just tired today, more so than when I go for a run.” I said, slumping slightly against the frame.“Right, right. I’ll leave you to it, then. Call me if you shall require my service.” She said with a low bow before finally departing.As much as I hated to dismiss Rose like that, I needed time to be alone. After everything that had happened today, I was so exhausted that I didn't even notice I had fallen asleep in the bathtub.I woke not gradually, but instantly, at the sharp, panicked soun

SeraphineI have a secret. Should I drop this bomb right now, while I’m dragging my companions toward Lyanna’s sickly room? Absolutely.It’s about the Beta. I think—no, I know—he’s my Prince.All my life, I’ve been nothing but a sex object. I’ve entertained more men than I can count on my fingers, and every single one looked at me with the exact same sloppy, burning desire. But he was different. He didn't.He looked at me like I was trash.When did this monumental moment happen? It was when he carried me—dirty, bloody, and useless—after I’d foolishly taken on a dozen Rogues by myself. I might be remembering the details wrong, but let me tell the story my way.Since that day, he won't even dare look at me. If his eyes do accidentally land on mine, they’re always loaded with that same, pure, exquisite disgust. Honestly, I might be developing a masochistic need for it.Either way, I don't care. I wuv him.“Seraph, are you alright?” My best friend, Ersa, asked, her beautiful, simple eyes