All Chapters of Bound To The Alpha's Heart: His Silver-Eyed Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

~ LAIA ~Two days after High Priestess Selara dismisses us, she tells us she’ll call us back for the full ritual, to be prepared.According to her, that was only the preparation phase.After learning what the relic actually does, I can’t sit still anymore. Everything is starting to make sense.The day before the mating ceremony, when Cael asks me to say I'm mateless, using Liam to threaten me… only to call me into the woods later that same night just to kiss me. Two completely different signals.And Lysandra’s obsession with the relic.Speaking of Lysandra, she calls yesterday, asking about it again. And yeah, in my soft, careful tone, I try explaining how Damon’s pack is too strategic to hide something like that carelessly… how they even managed to fool us with a fake relic.Then I finally convince her to pull whatever strings she can and find the real location of the relic. This time, she agrees to play her part, even though I know it’s a lie.But then again, two can play that game.

~DAMON~I’m pissed. Fucking pissed. I’ve never been this livid. Worse, I don’t even know if it’s at her for running to the battlefield instead of staying in her room, or at the guards for not protecting her.She’s a trembling mess in my arms. Maddox is growling, snarling loudly in my head, and I scoop her up from the ground, moving her away from the chaos.Her hands wrap around my shoulders for support as I lead her into the pack house. Everyone is already returning, and I have to walk through bodies of men and women offering prayers of thanks for defending them, which I answer with a quick wave.I set her down inside my room and pull her close. She’s still trembling against me.“We should have killed that fucker for messing with her like this,” Maddox growls in my head.“She’s going to be fine, Maddox. And we’re going to get our revenge.”“Don’t you see how terrified she is? Hell… look at the scar on her neck—the bastard’s fucking scar. You should’ve let me teach him a lesson or two

~ LAIA ~I never expect rummaging through my wardrobe to be this hectic, my gaze scanning over the dresses I’ve already laid out on the bed as I try to decide if they’re too casual, too much, or just too simple, and it doesn’t help that Damon didn’t even tell me where we’re going, maybe I should have asked.After what feels like the hundredth time of going through them, I finally settle on a soft, fitted dress that hugs just enough without trying too hard, the gown is light against my skin, simple but not plain, something that feels like me, even if my nerves are anything but calm.I'm so nervous, and never being on a date before... kinda makes everything wlrse... I never expected Damok to walk in apologizing or offering to take me.out...Minutes later, I’m fully dressed, and he’s there to pick me up. We head for the car, and I notice he isn’t overly dressed, which tells me wherever we’re going, I chose right.He opens the door for me, and I slide in while he moves to the driver’s sea

~ DAMON ~Fuck Maddox and his lack of control. If I hadn’t pulled back when I did, we would’ve been seconds away from sinking our fangs into her neck.“Can you stop being irrational?” I spat. “We’re supposed to be the last ones to hurt her, but you keep doing the opposite. And you had the nerve to criticize me for yelling at her when you’re the one with other motives.”“Don’t blame me for following instinct,” Maddox growls back. “I can smell her, Damon. There’s something about her that calls to what’s mine… and I’m just answering it.”I inhale slowly, trying to steady myself, because I can’t believe we’re even considering risking Laia over instinct.“You do realize what happens if we get this wrong, right?” I ask.The thought alone makes Maddox growl, the sound strained, almost pained, and I nod slightly.Yeah. That’s what I thought.“Then keep your instincts in check and act rational,” I mutter. “And we’ll be fine.”I turn back to face her. She’s still sitting exactly where I left he

~ DAMON ~I reach my office to find Seris already inside. She’s seated, dressed in black, her head snapping toward me as she stares."You sent for me, Damon…"I don’t know what’s wrong, but her voice is subdued, stripped of the usual Seris. Is that guilt?"Yeah, I did… and I need to fucking know why you sent Laia to the war ground," I say."I needed her help with medical supplies. You asked for my help on the war ground, and I had to do everything I could… so why the hell is that a problem?"I grit my jaw. Hell yeah—she’s starting to step on my toes."You helping isn’t the problem, but of all people… you fucking had to send Laia?"She shrugs, her eyes rolling dramatically. "And what’s wrong with sending Laia? She’s a fucking member of this pack."I drag a hand through my hair, trying to control my temper. Fuck. I never imagined having a conversation with her would be this damn exhausting. I’m battling with raging Maddox, who’s ready to put her in her place, but for the sake of family—