บททั้งหมดของ Please Marry me : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 13

LUNA’S POVThe ground beneath my feet suddenly trembles.At first, I think it’s just my imagination—fear playing tricks on me again. But then the tremor comes back, stronger this time. Dust falls from the cave ceiling, and small pebbles roll across the stone floor.My heart starts pounding.“What was that?” I whisper.Kaelen’s head snaps toward the cave entrance. His golden eyes narrow, glowing faintly in the darkness.“They’re close,” he mutters.My chest tightens. “Who?”But deep down, I already know the answer.The Alpha King’s hunters.A cold sweat breaks across my skin. My hands begin to shake. I thought the cave was safe. I thought the barrier would hide us at least for the night.Another tremor hits—this one stronger. A deep, guttural howl echoes through the forest outside.Not one wolf.Many.“They found us…” I breathe.Kaelen turns to me, his expression suddenly serious—deadly calm. “Listen carefully, Luna. If

LUNA’S POV Im here at the party attend the gala night. Too loud. Too perfect. Crystal chandeliers glitter above us, and the air smells like expensive perfume and champagne. Elegant women glide across the marble floor, and men in tailored suits laugh like they have no worries in the world. Meanwhile, I feel like a fraud in a borrowed dress. “Stop fidgeting,” Kaelen murmurs beside me. “I’m not fidgeting,” I whisper back, even though I am absolutely fidgeting. “You’ve adjusted your dress six times in the last minute.” “It’s called anxiety,” I mutter. “You should try it sometime.” He gives me a sideways glance. “I prefer controlled danger.” I roll my eyes. “Of course you do. Mr. Brooding Alpha.” We move deeper into the ballroom. I keep my eyes down, trying not to attract attention. Then— I see him. Across the room, near the long table of drinks. Tall. Lean. Dark hair. Familiar posture. My breath stops. No. It can’t be. My heart starts racing as