บททั้งหมดของ Unwanted mate:The Alpha’s priceless Luna: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Sera's Point of View"Sera, come help me with this!"My father's voice. Warm. Like honey.I looked up from where I was sitting—some garden I didn't recognize but felt familiar anyway. He was standing by a rose bush, holding pruning shears, smiling at me.Actually smiling."Coming!" I called back, getting to my feet.Lydia was there too, lying on a blanket in the sun. Reading some book. She glanced up when I passed and grinned. "Don't let him boss you around too much. You know how he gets with those roses.""I heard that," Father said, but he was laughing.Laughing.This was nice. This was... normal. Like having an actual family instead of whatever twisted thing we usually were.I reached Father and took the shears he offered. Our hands touched briefly and his expression softened. "You're doing well, Sera. I'm proud of you."Something warm bloomed in my chest. "Really?""Of course. You're my daughter."My daughter.When was the last time he'd said that? When was the last time he'd look

Damon's Point of View‘Alpha. We found her.’Jace's voice came through the mind link and my entire body went still.‘Where?’‘Giselle's bringing her in now. They're about twenty minutes out.’Twenty minutes.I was going to meet my mate in twenty minutes.‘Thanks. Keep me updated.’I cut the link and just stood there in my office for a second, trying to process.She was coming here. Willingly. Giselle must have convinced her somehow, which was a goddamn miracle considering how our first meeting went.My wolf stirred immediately. ‘Mate. Mate is coming. Need to see her. Now.’"I know. Calm down."‘Calm? CALM?’ He was practically vibrating under my skin. ‘Our mate is coming and you want me to calm down?’"We scared her last time. We need to—"‘Claim her. Mark her. Make her ours.’"—not do that," I finished. "At least not right away."He snarled his displeasure but settled. Barely.I looked down at what I was wearing. Jeans and a t-shirt that had seen better days. Not exactly the impressio

Damon's Point of ViewShe believed me.Actually believed my bullshit excuse about needing to know if she was a "good fit for the pack."I watched her face as she answered—completely serious, a little nervous, trying so hard to give me the right answers. Like there were right answers to questions about chocolate preferences.It was adorable.She was adorable.Which was a problem because I was supposed to be acting professional. Alpha-like. Not sitting here thinking about how cute she looked when she got flustered."And I'm hardworking," she was saying now, words tumbling out faster. "Really hardworking. I can clean, or cook, or help with pack duties—whatever you need. I won't be a burden, I promise. I'll earn my keep and—"She thought she had to earn the right to stay.That twisted something in my chest. Made me want to tell her she didn't have to do anything, that she could just exist here and that would be enough.But I couldn't say that without sounding insane.So I just nodded and

Damon's Point of ViewMy phone buzzed halfway through reviewing supply reports.[Can we drink some of your wine? The fancy stuff in the basement? Pretty please?]Giselle. Of course.I typed back: No. That collection is—Another message came through before I could finish typing.[It's for Sera. She's really nervous and I think it would help her relax. Just one bottle. I promise.]I stared at the screen. Sera was nervous. Uncomfortable in a new place with new people.And wine might help.[Fine. One bottle. Don't touch the 1947.][YOU'RE THE BEST BROTHER EVER.][I mean it, Giselle. One bottle.][Yes yes I heard you. ONE bottle. Got it.]I set my phone down, trying to refocus on the reports in front of me. Numbers swam across the page but none of them stuck. My mind kept drifting.Was she okay? Did she like the villa? Was Giselle overwhelming her with chatter?‘Want to go see her,’ my wolf said for probably the hundredth time that evening."She needs space. Time to adjust."‘She needs us.

Sera's Point of View"You don't have to do this," I said for the third time as Giselle pulled into the parking lot."Yes I do. You need work, and the pack always has positions available." She turned off the engine and grinned at me. "Plus I want to see everyone's faces when they meet you."That made my stomach flip. "Is getting a job here going to be complicated?""Nope. They'll just have you fill out an application. Super easy." She unbuckled her seatbelt. "Come on. The administration building isn't scary, I promise."It looked pretty official to me. Three stories, clean modern design, pack insignia above the entrance. The kind of place that made me feel underdressed even though I was wearing one of the nice outfits from the closet.Inside was busy. People moving between offices, phones ringing, the general hum of a functioning organization.Giselle led me to a reception desk where a woman in her thirties was typing on a computer."Hey, Miranda. Sera needs to apply for a position. Go