All Chapters of I Am The Luna Queen : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Hazel’s POVNicholas pulled back from between my thighs, his lips shiny with my release. The look in his eyes was pure fire—dark, hungry, and so full of love it made my chest ache. He stood up slowly at the edge of the bed, towering over me like a god. Without saying a word, he reached for the hem of his shirt.My breath caught as he started peeling it off, taking his sweet time. He knew exactly what he was doing to me. The fabric slid up, revealing inches of smooth, tanned skin stretched over hard muscle. His abs came into view—tight, defined ridges that flexed with every movement. His broad chest and strong shoulders made my mouth go dry. He looked so fucking fine I couldn’t even complain. I was enjoying the show too much.I bit my lip hard, eyes glued to him. Heat pooled low in my belly again as he tossed the shirt aside. His hand moved to his belt next. The metal buckle clinked softly in the quiet room. My breath hitched. I pressed my thighs together without thinking, trying to e

Hazel’s POVHis eyes weren’t the blue I knew so well anymore.They were glowing gold.Nicholas’s teeth came out sharp and deadly, glinting in the dim light. He looked like he was barely holding himself together. Every muscle in his body was tense, straining with control. He stopped moving completely, just stayed buried deep inside me, breathing hard and fast. His chest rose and fell like he had run a marathon.His golden eyes blinked slowly. For a second, they flickered back to that familiar deep blue, but I could see the fierce struggle in them. The beast inside him was fighting to stay back.“Wife,” he whispered. His voice sounded completely different—rough, deep, almost unrecognizable, like a man seconds away from losing all control. “You marked me twice. You don’t know how much of a turn-on that is.”He swallowed hard, fangs still visible.“I want to mark you back. I want to mark you so fucking bad.”The words sent a fresh wave of heat rushing through me. Without missing a beat, I

Nicholas’s POVI sat there on the edge of the bed, my heart pounding as I watched Hazel’s face. She looked so small and vulnerable wrapped in nothing but a towel, her hair still damp from the shower. The new mark on her neck stood out against her skin like a claim I had proudly put there. But right now, worry twisted in my gut.“What is it?” I asked gently, sliding off the bed and kneeling in front of her. I placed my hands on her lap, feeling the warmth of her thighs through the towel. My thumbs stroked soothing circles, trying to calm whatever storm was brewing inside her. “Talk to me, my love. Tell me.”She took a deep breath, her fingers twisting together. “I met a man,” she said quietly.My heart gave a violent leap. My wolf roared to life inside me, possessiveness surging hot and fierce through my veins. Who? Who the hell is he?“Who?” I growled, my voice coming out deeper than I intended. “Who is he? Who dares try to take what’s mine!”Hazel’s eyes went wide. “No, no! That’s no

Liora’s POV I threw everything off the table in a blind fury. Plates shattered against the stone wall, splintering into jagged pieces that scattered across the filthy floor. A half-empty jug of water tipped over, spilling everywhere. I didn't care. Last night, I couldn't take it anymore. Hiding like a rat while that bitch Hazel stole everything I'd worked for? No. I had to see it for myself. My ally had given me a potion—a murky vial that smelled like rotten herbs and promised to mask my scent from the king's hounds and those nosy guards. I slipped it down my throat, gagging on the bitterness, then waited in the dark until the palace was completely quiet. The wretch of a hiding spot he stashed me in was just outside the city walls, a forgotten shack buried in the woods. But I knew every secret path back to the palace. I'd mapped them out myself. My heart pounded like a war drum as I crept through the underbrush, hood pulled low over my face, the potion making me feel invisib

Nicholas’s POVI came to the border myself instead of sending Marco. I could have let my beta handle the patrol check, but something in my gut told me I needed to see it with my own eyes. No one else could do this. Not when every nerve in my body screamed to double-check every inch of our territory myself. My wife was vulnerable now, her siren blood stirring, and I couldn't risk a single shadow slipping through.After last night, with Hazel marked and mine in every way that mattered, my possessiveness had grown even stronger. My wolf was restless, constantly on edge, wanting to keep her locked away where no one could touch her.Just thinking about the night we shared made a shiver run down my spine. The way my wife had surrendered to me completely, the way she whispered my name, the way her body had trembled under mine…Goddess, it was burned into my memory. My wolf still thrummed with satisfaction, possessive fire roaring through me. I sighed in contentment as I stood in the middle o