All Chapters of The Alpha’s Forbidden Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

LizabellaOpening my eyes, I laid still for a moment, letting the silence settle over me before finally rising. My body felt heavy because last night had ended horribly, and the memory of my own temper left a bitter aftertaste. I had acted out of anger and almost caused myself a loss I could never recover from.But today, I would try to be calm, and not crumble under the weight of my own emotions.I pushed those thoughts aside and made my way to the washroom. I brushed my teeth, took a warm bath, and dressed casually, tying my hair back. With a deep breath, I stepped out and crossed into the adjoining room.Pearl was still curled beneath her covers when I walked in. I gently shook her awake, brushed her tiny teeth while she giggled sleepily, bathed her, and helped her into a soft cotton dress. As I finished, the maids arrived with her breakfast. Pearl ate happily, and once she was done, they returned to take the plates.I turned to her with a small smile. “So, princess, what do you wa

LizabellaI woke up gasping as the remnants of a dream I could barely remember clawed at the edges of my mind. It had slipped away the instant I tried to grasp it, but I knew, with the certainty of a wound that never healed, that it had to do with the day my parents died because every attempt to remember it had always been abortive. When fragments surfaced, they dissolved immediately, leaving only the gnawing emptiness behind.Hissing, I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to quell the ache that throbbed behind my eyes. I turned slightly and saw Pearl, curled beside me, her small chest rising and falling as she let out slow breaths. The sight should have been comforting, but it only added a new layer of confusion. So, I glanced around the room and froze only to discover that I was in my room.How did I end up here? Last night, I had slept off while attending to Damon and I had no memory of bringing myself here.Shaking my head as if to dismiss the jumble of thoughts, I reached for P

LizabellaI had so many questions spinning through my mind that they began to overlap, tangling into knots I couldn’t unravel. But I didn’t know how to ask any of them so I told myself to wait and observe. Because maybe Agnes returning meant she was here to take back her position as Pearl’s nanny.I should've felt relieved and excited because it meant my work here was done. It meant I could finally return to the werewolf realm, to my Pack, and to my normal life. So why did my chest ache?Why does the idea of leaving Pearl feel like someone is gently pulling something out of me? Why does it hurt this much? Has Pearl grown on me to this extent?I stood there frozen, uncertain of what to do, feeling like a stranger in a room filled with people who all seemed to know each other as Mira walked forward and handed Agnes the cup of water. Agnes downed it in one gulp, wiped her mouth, and turned to Mira. “Who’s that?” She asked loudly, referring to me, like I was a piece of furniture.Mira ans

Donald“Since I sparred with you…” I said, wiping the sweat from my jaw as Damian caught his breath beside me. “It means you’re going to tell your men to protect the area whilst I work in my laboratory, right.”“Sure.” Damian scoffed, rolling his shoulder. “ I'll even come to supervise.”“You don’t have to.” I shot him a glare. “Just a few men is more than enough.”His smirk widened. “Afraid I’ll discover some secret concoction you’re hiding?”“Afraid you’ll talk too much and distract me,” I muttered, grabbing the shirt I had tossed on the ground earlier. “I’m going to have my bath.” Then I slipped the shirt over my head, and headed toward the main building. My muscles were still warm from sparring, with my wolf contentedly pacing in the back of my mind until I stepped through the main doors and my eyes landed on Lizabella walking briskly along the opposite hallway, the long gown she wore brushing against her hips in a way that snagged my breath. And beside her was a palace guard who

Lizabella   If I didn't let curiosity get the best of me, then I wouldn't have had to deal with Damon’s scolding or sharp words again, but curiosity had pulled me anyway. Hissing under my breath, I reminded myself of that as I made my way toward Pearl’s room.   Agnes had arrived a while ago, and I had left Pearl’s side when she came in to watch a movie with her. Agnes had claimed she wanted to catch up with Pearl and deliver the gifts she had brought, but I couldn’t bring myself to sit there and watch them bond because it would be too… weird. Still, it had been a while , and I missed Pearl.