All Chapters of His caged Luna : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Brenda’s POV“Father, please don’t leave me! I’ll do better, I promise! Please don’t send me to Alpha Aaron. He’s a monster!”My voice kept echoing in my head. I pleaded with my father desperately not to give me away, but it meant nothing to him.And now, I stand in a bathroom filled with strangers as I get myself prepared for my doom.The bathroom smelled sweetly of roses and honey. It looked like a place made for a Luna.The walls were made of white marble streaked with gold; candlelight shone in every corner of the room. Everything was perfect. Too perfect. A cruel kind of beauty for such an ugly night.I stood there in a long red robe. Two women in silver uniforms stood beside me. Their eyes looked cold and empty, with no emotions, like they had done this so much that it doesn’t affect them anymore. Their hands moved gracefully as they took my robe.I watched it slip off my shoulders down to the floor, leaving me completely naked.They guided me into the huge bathtub filled with p

The guards left just as quickly as they came, leaving only deafening silence between us as the moonlight bore witness to this. We were still wrapped tightly around each other or should I say —me. Lost in the warmth of his embrace, his scent so attractive that I forgot to let go. I could feel his heartbeat, steady and warm, against my trembling skin.“Miss,” he whispered close to my ear, his breath brushing my neck, soft but teasing. “I know I’m handsome, but you don’t have to keep holding on. The guards are gone.”Heat rushed through me. I pulled away instantly, my hands scrambling to fix my robe.My lips parted, but no sound came out.He smiled — that kind of smile that made you want to slap him and stare at him at the same time.I hated that he looked amused. I hated myself for holding on for too long.“Annoying,” I muttered under my breath.He chuckled. “You can call me Leon,” he said, stretching out his hand.I glanced at it, then at him. Those grey eyes gleamed like a storm, w

My heart thundered so loudly I could feel it in my throat.I tried to keep my breathing steady, tried not to show the fear burning in my chest, but my whole body was shaking. Leon stood in front of me, tall and calm, his eyes locked on mine with a darkness that made my stomach twist.He didn’t move at first.He just stared — almost like he could read every thought in my head.Then he finally rose to his feet.For a moment, I thought he was going to drag me back to the bed or pin me against the wall. My hands balled into fists as I prepared myself for anything.Instead, he walked away.Straight to the wooden drawer pressed against the wall.My breath caught.My mind screamed.Aaron had a drawer like that too…That was where he kept his sharp tools.His ropes.His needles.His belt.My throat tightened painfully.My knees trembled.My vision blurred with old memories I wanted to forget.Leon pulled out a small box — the same size as the one Aaron used to carry.The same shape.The same