All Chapters of Bound To The Alpha's Heart: His Silver-Eyed Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 39

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~LAIA~It’s been two days since my heat ends, and I’ve never felt this good. That alone should scare me. I try, really try, to shut myself out from how good it felt. From how right it feels to be in his arms. To have him close. To breathe him in. His scent clings to me like a bad habit I don’t want to quit.But fuck no. That kind of pleasure comes with a price tag, and I already know how this ends, with heartbreak. Again. First Cael. Then Damon.Because the truth I refuse to forget is simple and brutal: someday, the Moon Goddess might gift Damon a second-chance mate. And when that happens, I’ll be discarded like I was never anything at all. So no. Absolutely not.I strangle every emotion trying to grow roots in my chest and grind it into the dirt. Feelings are a luxury I can’t afford.Today is pack training, but Damon insists I stay behind. Says it’s only been two days since my heat, that I need rest. Even though I feel fine, the soreness is gone and my body feels annoyingly perfect.

Last Updated : 2026-01-19

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~LAIA~I reach the temple, and Zia’s happy squeal immediately makes me smile.She’s clearly fresh from a shower, the faint scent of soap and cream still clinging to her skin. Straight from pack training.“And look who finally decides to visit us,” Zia says, her voice teasing as she grins at me.Okay, I don’t actually think I can see myself opening up to her. But right now, I step forward and hug her anyway. Sincerely, I miss her. I miss her chatter. Her easy presence.She stiffens for a second, then hugs me back.“I honestly didn’t think you’d want to associate with me anymore,” Zia admits softly.I pull back slightly. “Why would you think that?”She gives a small shrug. “You’re the Alpha’s bedmate now. I just… figured you’d be too important. Or too busy.”Her words sting more than I expect.“I’m still me,” I say quietly.Other girls step into the temple, already walking out and gushing when they see us. Zia doesn’t waste a minute, she grabs my hand and drags me straight inside the ro

Last Updated : 2026-01-20

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~LAIA~I wake up the next morning and the envelope is still there. Exactly where I left it. Untouched.Morning is supposed to start with coffee and maybe pretending my life isn’t quietly falling apart. But mine starts with that damn envelope and the unbearable itch to know whatever the fuck is inside it.My eyelids are still heavy with sleep. Rhea and Sage haven’t come in yet, thank the moon goddess.My fingers fumble as I tear open the envelope, nerves buzzing under my skin for whatever reason. A photograph slides out, a small note clinging to it like.Breathe, Laia. Breathe. My hands tremble as I stare straight at the photo. Damon and I are pressed against his car, his mouth on mine.My mind does that awful, slippery thing, dragging me straight into those horror movies where you get sent pictures of yourself before you die just as a warning or a countdown.Someone is watching me.That feeling from the cafe comes rushing back, the exact one I brushed off. I thought it was Damon. Yea

Last Updated : 2026-02-03

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~LAIA~My day doesn’t go quite as planned, thanks to Seris and her idea of a rebound that screams selfishness dressed up as concern. I regret not shutting it down and going to Zia instead. I should have trusted my instincts.It’s late now. Late enough that the pack house settles into its false sense of security.Perfect timing. I lie back and start mapping the plan. I’ll need a chip. And Damon’s fingerprints.Biometric systems are arrogant like that, convinced authority can’t be copied. That’s always been their weakness. People treat fingerprints like something sacred.They forget how careless they are. A glass.A phone screen. The inside of his car door.Hell, skin-on-skin contact leaves residue if you know how to lift it.I smirk faintly.I don’t need to cut off his finger like some cheap action-movie cliché. I just need him careless. Relaxed. Trusting.Once I have the print, the rest is easy. Silicone mold. Conductive gel. A fake layer thin enough to fool the scanner, warm enough t

Last Updated : 2026-02-04

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~LAIA~Damon hasn’t spoken to me since that night.Since I said her name.Note to future self: never bring her up again.I’m not even shocked. That’s always been the rhythm with us, one day we’re close, and the next he’s gone like I imagined everything. Hot. Cold. Here. Then nowhere.And maybe I was too blunt. But the truth doesn’t soften just because it hurts. I know why he keeps me near and it's because I look like her, because I fit into the empty shape she left behind.He made me sit in her chair at that first breakfast. I see it now. Back then I thought it was a coincidence but now I know better. He wanted to pretend, just for a moment, that she was still there. That the ghost in his life could breathe again through me.I saw it in his eyes. I’m not some naïve girl who can’t read longing when it stares her in the face.These past few days, I've been burying myself in plans that include how to hack into the vault and fetch the relic.I already have his fingerprint. That part was a

Last Updated : 2026-02-04

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~LAIA~To say I’m not nervous is the biggest understatement of the year. It’s the Blood Moon Convergence Festival, and for damn once, I don’t fucking know how to act. Or what to do.Okay, that’s a lie. I know exactly what to do. Make it to the evening festival. Try as hard as I can to see Lysandra. Tell her the plan is in motion, stretch everything out, and ask about Liam.I’m dressed in a fitted V-neck satin black gown, the slit climbing dangerously high up my thigh. Both girls really outdid themselves dressing me this perfectly for the event, like I’m some nominee walking into an award show. Except it actually looks like one.The driver pulls into the parking lot, and Rhea and Sage assist me out of the car.Lights glow everywhere, red and gold, soft and bright at the same time. People move around in beautiful clothes, laughing, talking and chatting.Music plays low in the background, slow and steady. And I feel it in my chest; this isn’t just a festival. It feels important. Big."We

Last Updated : 2026-02-06

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~LAIA~I take a step back. Those blue eyes are hot and scorching as they glare daggers at me, reminding me of the last time she caught me with Cael. Her emerald dress makes her look like some kind of elegant predator from the ocean that laps up the shores of the Faceless Pack. But it's not the shock of seeing her that makes my blood turn to ice; it's the satisfied smirk playing on her lips."Enjoying your little reunion?" she purrs, stepping into the moonlight with the confidence.I mean, I had every plan of meeting with her, but not like this."I can promise you... it's not what you think...""I don't care about what you think I think, Laia... You're fucking running out of time. How long is it going to take you to get the Relic? I mean, I handed you the map... and you still can't get just one job done?""It hasn't been easy. I mean, I have a plan, I’ve been trying to make it happen for some time now...""Trying?" Her voice drops to a dangerous whisper, and she takes a step closer. "D

Last Updated : 2026-02-06

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~LAIA~I barely register the walk back to my room. My legs move on autopilot, my mind still reeling from what I just did.I stole from Damon.The thought hits me in waves, each one threatening to pull me under. My hands shake as I fiddle with the handle and slip inside my room, pressing my back against the door immediately it clicks shut.Breathe, Laia. Just breathe.The realization of what I've done crashes over me, and for a moment, I think I might be sick.What have I done?I push off the door and stumble to my dresser, catching sight of myself in the mirror. My face is pale, eyes too wide, pupils dilated with adrenaline. The black hoodie and leggings suddenly feel like a confession, like evidence of my crime written across my body.Change. I need to change.My fingers fumble with the hoodie, yanking it over my head with jerky, panicked movements. The satin gown lies draped over a chair where I left it, beautiful and innocent, completely at odds with what I've become.A thief. A tr

Last Updated : 2026-02-06

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~LAIA~I clutch the purse tighter to my side, my eyes fighting hard to maintain contact with his silver ones, trying to decipher whatever theory he's making up in that slippery mind of his."What do you think would be in a girl's clutch purse aside from girly essentials?" A forced, awkward laugh bubbles up from my chest.He shrugs his shoulders so indifferently, the sly corner of his mouth twitching into a taunting smirk. "I wasn't assuming anything else..."He doesn't get to finish."Get the fuck away from her!" That strong, familiar voice sends my heart surging into my throat.I spin around to find Damon stalking toward us, his grey eyes blazing with barely restrained fury. His entire body is coiled tight, every muscle tense, like he’s in his wolf form about to strike. The temperature around us seems to drop several degrees as pack members instinctively step back, sensing the Alpha's rage."Well, well," Xaden drawls, not moving an inch despite the anger radiating off Damon. "If it i

Last Updated : 2026-02-06

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