All Chapters of RISE OF THE SCORNED LUNA: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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61: Not Interested in Mates

ARLO The grand doors of the council hall swung shut behind me with a satisfying thud.I rolled my shoulders, shaking off the tension from that pointless meeting, and headed straight for the car. Kael would catch up soon enough; the guy probably got dragged into one of his father's lectures. Fine by me. I needed a breather anyway, and the fresh air outside beat the stuffy elder bullshit any day.The council grounds sprawled out like some ancient fortress, all stone walls and manicured lawns that screamed old money and older egos. I fished a cigarette from the pack in my jacket pocket. Flicking the lighter, I brought the flame to the tip and inhaled deeply, the smoke curling into my lungs. Exhale. Yeah, that hit the spot.A couple of elders shuffled past on their way to their own rides, their robes swishing like they were auditioning for a medieval drama. One of them, the grizzled one with the perpetual scowl, shot me a look that could curdle milk, his lips pursing in that judgment

62: His Chosen Mate

CAMILLE The room was buzzing with power. Human tycoons and enigmatic supernatural elites alike, CEOs and alpha leaders, all mingling under the golden chandeliers of the grand ballroom of the ARKA Group's private fundraiser.I was invited along by Arlo and Kael, my bosses— yeah, I was back to working for them again because I didn’t want to be idle. At first, I felt out of place, but soon I blended in, especially with their help.Everyone here either did business with ARKA or desperately wanted to, from shadowy werewolf packs to sleek vampire syndicates, all rubbing elbows with two of the youngest, but most powerful men in all of the supernatural world.We were at one of the high-top tables near the edge of the room, away from the main action but with a clear view of it all. Arlo leaned against it, swirling his scotch with that signature smirk, while Kael stood close to me. I sipped my champagne, trying to look like I belonged in my fitted red dress that hugged my curves just enoug

63: You Feel Good

ARLO I was deep in conversation with an associate when I caught sight of Andre weaving through the crowd. Damn it. I should have seen this coming.He looked... sharper tonight, suit tailored just right, no visible signs of being wasted or high. But he was still Andre, and I knew my big brother enough not to put it past him tonight. Yeah, he was technically part of ARKA, even if all he did was bleed resources without giving a damn thing back.I wrapped up with the associate, Viktor, quickly, excusing myself with a firm handshake and a promise to circle back. “Family calls,” I muttered, heading straight for Andre before he could vanish into the crowd again. He spotted me approaching and straightened, his usual scowl absent for once.“Arlo,” he said, tone surprisingly genuine, “I have to admit, you put together a hell of a fundraiser. The whole place is eating out of ARKA's hand.”I blinked, caught off guard. Compliments from Andre were rarer than a full moon in daylight. For once, t

64: All to Myself

ARLO We stumbled into the private room, the door clicking shut behind us as our mouths fused in a frenzy of heat and need. Camille's fingers clawed at my shirt, yanking buttons free with desperate tugs, while I hiked her dress up over her hips, exposing those lace panties that had driven me wild all night. It was just her and me tonight, and I planned to burn every second into my memory.Her dress was off in seconds, leaving her in just her lace underwear and heels. My hands roamed everywhere, squeezing her ass, tracing the curve of her waist, thumbs brushing her hardening nipples through the thin bra. She moaned into my mouth, arching against me, her nails raking down my chest as she shoved my jacket off and worked my belt loose.“Fuck, Arlo,” she gasped, palming my cock through my slacks, feeling how hard I was for her. I growled low, kicking off my shoes and shedding my pants in record time, my dick springing free, thick and aching. Then, I unhooked her bra, tossing it aside,

65: Raised to be a Queen

KAEL The fundraiser had settled into that polished, dangerous calm I knew too well.The point where everyone had already drunk enough to loosen their tongues but not enough to forget who they were speaking to. I nursed a scotch, scanning the room out of habit, my mind half on the pack politics simmering back home and half on the lingering ache that Camile wasn’t beside me. She was probably somewhere in the crowd, no doubt turning heads in that gown we picked out.And then there was her.Yara Winters.She was gliding through the crowd, like she was the host of the event, having easy conversations. Two years since our brief introduction at some stuffy diplomatic dinner, back when the alliance talks first sparked. She'd jetted off to handle whatever international intrigue her pack demanded across the continent.Tonight was the first time I would actually see her face-to-face.The rumors hadn’t exaggerated.She was striking in a way that wasn’t just physical, though she was undeniably

66: We'll Marry Her

KAEL The city stretched endlessly below the penthouse balcony, all glass and lights. I leaned against the railing, swirling the bourbon in my glass, the amber liquid catching the moonlight before I took a slow sip. The burn down my throat was familiar, grounding, but it did little to quiet the storm in my head.They were everywhere tonight.My father was breathing down my neck about marriage, talking about, duty, heirs and legacy, about Nightshade always staying ahead, never slipping, never trusting anyone enough, going on and on about stability as if crippling alphas and toppling covens wasn't stable enough.Then Yara Winters shows up out of nowhere at the ARKA fundraiser, declaring herself my chosen mate like it was a done deal. I scoffed and took another swig. Audacious didn't even cover it. She was a haughty queen in every sense, striding into my orbit with demands wrapped in silk. Her confidence had intrigued me, sure, the way she laid out alliances and respect without batti

67: Happy Birthday Camile

CAMILE It was my birthday.I knew it was, my phone calendar reminded me first thing in the morning, but somehow, it didn’t feel like it at all.The day moved like any other. No calls, no messages, no dramatic “happy birthday” interruptions. Just work. Someone at the office remembered, I guess. Or maybe HR did. A limp-looking card was dropped on my desk sometime before noon, signed by people who barely spoke to me outside work. Happy Birthday, printed in a generic font like an afterthought.I stared at it for a while before I crumpled it into my drawer and tried to focus on the spreadsheets blurring before my eyes.Truth was, I didn't give a damn about anyone else. The only people who mattered were Arlo and Kael, but even they seemed oblivious and that was the part that hurt. They didn’t say anything all day. I even dressed up, more than usual, took extra time with my makeup, wore a dress I knew Kael called dangerous and heels Arlo said made my legs look so sexy.Nothing. Then I we

68: Our Words are Final

KAEL We were back at the council chamber for a meeting. A meeting that will be upended once Arlo and I made our announcement.I sat at the long oak table, Arlo to my right, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp as daggers. When we showed up at the council chamber to be part of the meeting, the elders were quite surprised because we never come here unless we were summoned compulsory. Even then, we usually skipped it… because we can. But this time, we came prepared for this. It was a meeting about progress reports on the unified packs, updates on border security, the usual grind of keeping two once-rival packs from tearing each other apart. But Arlo and I knew exactly what they wanted to discuss.Us. Our future.Elders lined the opposite side, Dimitri, my father, at the head with his silver hair and unyielding gaze; Cassius Midnight across from him, Arlo's old man. The meeting kicked off smoothly enough. Reports flew back and forth: crop yields up twenty percent since the unifica

69: She's Already Ruining You

SIXTY-NINE ARLO But before I could suggest we leave this place and go grab a drink, or better still, go right into the hands of the very woman that caused all these stir, a sharp voice sliced through the quiet from the doorway. “Arlo. My study. Now.” Cassius. “Oh, oh…” Kael teased and I nudged him. I honestly thought he left with Dimitri. I turned around and saw him standing there, arms crossed over his broad chest, his face neutral but I knew better. His eyes had signs barely contained fury, fury he didn’t show one bit when the elders of the council were here. The lines around his eyes deepened, silver streaks in his dark hair catching the dim light. “Someone is in trouble,” Kael teased again and I gave him a look. Cassius didn't wait for a response before he turned on his heel and strode off, expecting obedience like always. I rolled my eyes, pushing up from the table with a groan. “Duty calls,” I muttered to Kael, who clapped my shoulder as a way to tell me I should

70: I was Raised to be a Queen

ARLO If anyone had told me a year ago that I’d be sitting in my office, seriously planning a future that involved marriage, I would’ve laughed in their face and probably offered them a drink for their delusion.Yet here I was.Kael sat across from me, jacket off, sleeves rolled. We were supposed to be working. Instead, we were dissecting the inevitable fallout while drinking glasses of bourbon.“My father nearly had a stroke,” Kael said flatly. “I imagine yours gave you a full sermon when he called you to his study,” he looked at me.I snorted, leaning back in my chair. “Cassius didn’t even pretend,” I said. “He said it was absolutely ridiculous, said that it was all fantasy and we were diluting the pack by sharing a wife. Thinks Camille's beneath us, 'used goods,' his words. Nearly lost my shit on him."“They hate that it’s Camile,” Kael said. “Divorced. Former Luna. No pack. No political weight. If it was someone else, if it was Yara, I’m sure they’d consider it,”“Same thing Cass

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