All Chapters of The luna’s misery: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

When the guard arrived with the blanket, his footsteps were hurried but careful, the weight of my command still heavy in the air. He lowered his gaze the entire time, not daring to look directly at me or the figure I cradled on the ground. Even without words, the scent of his fear drifted toward me. The whole forest seemed to have gone silent except for the low rumble of Alvin’s growl beneath my skin.I snatched the blanket from him without another word, the urgency clawing at my chest. My hands shook slightly as I unfolded it a thing that never happened to me. I wrapped my mate with it, tucking it around her trembling body as though a thin piece of cloth could shield her from everything she had endured.I would have allowed them to carry her to the pack. That would have been the easier thing. But every instinct in me, every strand of Alpha blood running through my veins, and every nerve in Alvin screamed one thing: don’t let anyone touch her. She was mine. My responsibility. My mate.

Jack“You said you found who?” Sean asked, his brows pulling together in curiosity. I could feel his gaze pierce through me, full of questions I wasn’t ready to answer yet.“I found my mate,” I said slowly, leaning back against my chair. My voice was low, almost uncertain, as my fingers brushed against my jaw.For a moment, the room went silent. Then, Sean’s lips curved into a wide grin. “Wow,” he said, his tone filled with surprise and excitement. “That calls for a celebration.” He paused, studying my face closely. “But wait, why do you look so moody? This is what you’ve always wanted, Jack. You should be happy.”“I know,” I replied, rubbing the bridge of my nose, “but there’s something about her I’m still trying to understand.”Sean tilted his head slightly, waiting. He knew better than to interrupt when I was lost in thought.I took a deep breath before continuing. “This morning, I went for a run because I was feeling uneasy. I couldn’t sleep properly last night. Something kept pul

NoraMy head felt heavy, as if someone had dropped a rock on it. Everything around me was dim and blurry, like I was trapped halfway between a dream and the real world. I dimmed my eyes and noticed a candlelight shining weakly in the room. The flame swayed a little, throwing long shadows on the walls. The smell of herbs filled the air, sharp and thick.Where am I?My mind drifted back to the last thing I could remember the fight, the rogue’s red eyes, the blood on my fur, and the pain burning deep into my hip. I remembered falling… the grass against my face… the sound of my heartbeat slowing down. Then nothing. Just emptiness.Did they finally catch me?Am I in a cage?I couldn’t move much. My body felt too weak, too heavy. I tried to lift my head but pain shot through my side, forcing me to lie still again. My eyes fluttered open halfway, just enough to notice that the floor beneath me wasn’t the hard, cold ground I had fainted on. It was soft… furry… almost warm.Fur? Not grass?I w

JackThe moment I walked into my office, I felt the weight of the entire day press on my shoulders like a mountain. My head was still spinning with everything that had happened. I wanted peace, but peace seemed to run from me these days.The door closed behind me with a faint click, and I just stood there for a moment, staring at the wide room that had always given me comfort. My office was one of the few places where I could truly breathe. The scent of old wood, leather, and faint whiskey always had a calming feel, but not today. Today, even the air felt heavy.I ran my hand across the edge of my desk, the polished surface cold beneath my skin. The pile of paperwork stared back at me, waiting for my attention. But my mind wasn’t in it. It was somewhere else entirely lying on a fur bed in the healer’s chamber, surrounded by the smell of herbs and blood.Her.The strange wolf. The one they found half-dead at the border. The one I couldn’t stop thinking about. My mate.I still didn’t kn

NoraThe soft glow of morning filtered into the room, the golden light creeping through the tiny cracks in the wooden wall. I blinked when the sunlight touched my eyelids, my lashes fluttering against its warmth. For a second, I didn’t even know where I was. Everything felt strange, quiet, peaceful, and a little too calm for what I was used to.Then the smell of herbs hit my nose. Strong but sweet, thick enough to sit in my lungs. It reminded me of the same scent from last night, the scent that surrounded me when that old woman was tending to my wounds. The realization sank in. I was still in the same room.I opened my eyes wider and stared at the ceiling made of old wood. The morning light danced across it, making little shadows move back and forth. My mind felt slow, my thoughts still tangled like a web. I tried to move, but my muscles felt heavy, almost like I had been sleeping for days.A dull ache pulsed at the back of my head. I groaned softly and tried to lift my hand to touch