All Chapters of The Alpha's Ex-mate: Reclaiming His Luna: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

I agreed to his plan; it seemed foolproof. But my only worry lingered—there was still no sign of Oliver, my half-brother. If the rest of my family was alive, then surely Oliver must be alive as well. The thought sent a shiver through me as I remembered what Zander had told me about him and the depths of my family’s darkness.I struggled to accept that my entire family could be so corrupt, so deeply involved in criminal activities… except my mother. How could I have come from such a twisted lineage?“What’s wrong, mate?” Zander asked, his voice gentle yet concerned, as if sensing the storm brewing inside me.I hesitated, unsure of how to express the turmoil in my heart. What would he think of me—his mate—coming from such a wicked family? “Umm... Zander, I was thinking about Oliver,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “There’s still no trace of him.”Zander nodded knowingly. “I’ve thought about that too. Don’t worry,” he assured me, his tone steady. “My people are already looking

Lyon and Micah’s presence alone was enough to strike terror into the witches’ eyes. Before anyone could blink, the wicked witch was ripped away from Blair with savage force as Micah’s massive paw slammed into her, sending her flying through the air. She crashed to the ground with a loud impact, a pained hiss escaping her lips.Before Blair could hit the hard ground, Micah was already beneath her, his soft fur providing a cushion to break her fall. He let out a low, reassuring growl before gently nudging her to safety.Then, without hesitation, Micah sprang to his feet and joined Lyon. Both wolves prowled toward the witches, their deep, menacing growls vibrating through the air—a deadly warning of the storm about to come.The two witches staggered back, fear flickering across their faces, but they hadn’t accepted defeat just yet. Their expressions hardened, and I could see the determination to fight still burning in their eyes.Lyon and Micah prowled around them, circling like predator

*Maddox*I was already worried to death, and my naïve little mate seemed to love driving me insane by constantly throwing herself into danger. Was it so damn difficult for her to understand how much I loved her? We werewolves, especially Alpha and Beta males, were instinctively protective of their mates—we treasured the goddess’s gift more than our own lives. And for me, Blair was my heart, my reason to breathe. Seeing her in trouble made me want to set the world on fire just to keep her safe.“Little mate!” I growled, throwing her onto our bed. “You should know better than to put yourself in danger. Or do you need me to remind you just how brutal your punishment can be, huh?”Her doe-like eyes blinked up at me innocently, and for a moment, I nearly abandoned my plan to teach her a lesson.“But I just wanted to help you, honey,” she pouted, and damn it, I wanted to devour those red lips right then and there.I shook my head, forcing myself to resist the temptation she was stirring wit

I ran the tip of my tongue over her inner thighs, licking her soft, silky skin. She closed her eyes, her head rolling back on the pillow."Ah… Oh…" she began moaning."Oh, baby, I haven’t even started yet. Tell me you want me." Though I already knew the answer, I asked her anyway."Y-Yes! Oh yes, I want you, hubby. I need you!" she gasped.I smiled at her desperate response. She was all mine—only mine.I parted her folds with my tongue, licking her clit, and was rewarded with a sweet moan.Capturing her sensitive bud between my teeth, I flicked it ever so slightly."Oh, goddess! You’re killing me, Maddox," she cried.I smirked at the sound of my name falling from her sweet, intoxicating lips.Catching her clit between my lips, I sucked hard while she rubbed herself against my face—an intoxicating sight that sent pleasure surging through me.I licked along her soft edges before sliding my tongue inside her tight, needy hole. She became a moaning mess beneath me, and I reveled in the wa

*Selena*I didn’t know why Zander had texted me to meet him at this hotel, but I hurried over, excitement bubbling inside me. Maybe he had a surprise planned, or maybe he just wanted us to have some intimate time together. Either way, the thought sent a thrill through me.My heart pounded as I reached the room number he had mentioned. I smoothed down my dress, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door, waiting for him to open it.A few moments passed before the door finally swung open. But instead of Zander, Anne stood in the doorway—her robe barely tied, revealing far too much skin beneath it.My stomach dropped."Oh, Se… Selena…" she stammered, her voice laced with nervousness. She quickly pulled the robe tighter around herself, but the damage was already done.A cold dread washed over me. "What… what are you doing here?" My voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper.Anne hesitated before forcing an awkward smile. "I… uh… I could ask you the same thing."I narrowed my eyes. "I