All Chapters of Unwanted mate:The Alpha’s priceless Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sera's Point of View"Come on, we're going out." Giselle threw a jacket at me the next morning. "You've been moping around since yesterday. Time to fix that.""I haven't been moping.""You totally have been. You sat on the couch last night staring at the wall for like an hour." She grabbed her keys. "We're going shopping. You need to see more of the pack territory anyway. Get familiar with the place."I couldn't really argue with that logic. Plus, getting out of the villa did sound better than sitting around overthinking everything.The pack's main shopping district was bigger than I expected. Actual stores with nice displays, cafes with outdoor seating, people walking around looking happy and normal. It felt almost surreal after years in a pack where I'd barely been allowed to leave the house.Giselle dragged me through several shops, insisting I needed "casual clothes that actually fit your personality" and not just the formal stuff Damon had bought. We ended up with bags full of je

Sera's Point of ViewI stood in front of the mirror, smoothing down my shirt for the third time. First day of school. Adult education classes in business administration, just like Giselle had suggested.I should have been excited. This was a good thing—a chance to learn, to improve myself, to prove I deserved the job Damon had given me.Instead, my stomach was doing anxious flips."You look great," Giselle said from the doorway, keys jangling in her hand. "Stop fussing.""What if I can't keep up? What if everyone's way ahead of me and I just—""Sera." She walked over, grabbing my shoulders. "You're going to be fine. Better than fine. You're smart, you're motivated, and you actually want to be there. That's more than most people can say.""But I barely finished high school. Everyone else probably has actual education and—""And you're a good person who deserves good things. Stop talking yourself down." She squeezed my shoulders. "Come on. We're going to be late."The drive to the unive

Sera's Point of ViewI followed Wendy's gaze across the parking lot and felt my breath catch.Damon.He was leaning against a sleek black car, arms crossed, looking like he'd stepped out of some magazine spread. Even from here, I could see the way people were staring—students slowing down to get a better look, whispering to each other.An Alpha in his prime, powerful and magnetic in a way that demanded attention.My heart did that stupid racing thing it always did when I saw him."Damon!" Wendy's squeal was high-pitched and excited. She immediately started toward him, practically running in her heels.I stayed frozen where I was, watching as she crossed the distance between them. Watching as she reached him, already talking, her hand reaching out to touch his arm—But Damon stepped past her.Stepped around her like she wasn't even there.And walked straight toward me.The parking lot seemed to go quiet. Or maybe that was just my imagination. But I could feel eyes on us, feel the weigh

Sera's Point of ViewDamon's hand tightened around mine.Not gradually. Not gently. All at once, his fingers curled around my palm with deliberate pressure, holding me in place.Heat flooded through me instantly. My skin felt too warm, too sensitive, like every nerve ending had suddenly woken up and was screaming for attention. The sensation traveled up my arm, spread across my chest, settled low in my stomach.This didn't feel professional anymore.I tried to pull my hand back—just a gentle tug, nothing obvious—but his grip stayed firm."Don't move." His voice was quiet. Commanding.I froze. "I just—the connection—""Stay still."My heart was pounding so hard I was sure he could hear it. Could probably feel my pulse hammering against his palm where our skin touched."Is it—is it supposed to take this long?" The question came out breathless. Uncertain."Mind links are complex. Especially the first time." His thumb traced a slow circle against my wrist. "Relax. You're too tense."Relax

Sera's Point of ViewI stared at the ceiling of my bedroom, watching dust motes float through the morning sunlight streaming in from the window.Saturday. The weekend. No class, no work at Damon's office.Just... nothing.Boredom settled over me like a heavy blanket. I should be grateful for the rest, for the chance to relax in this beautiful villa that still didn't quite feel real.But lying here doing nothing made my thoughts wander to places I didn't want them to go. To Damon and Wendy having that family dinner. To how easily she fit into his life while I was just—I sat up abruptly, pushing the thoughts away.My eyes landed on the nightstand where my new phone sat charging. Giselle had given it to me a few days ago, insisting I needed one. Said it was a pack necessity, but I knew she'd probably paid for it herself.There was also an envelope tucked under the phone. I'd found it slipped under my door yesterday—cash, more than I'd ever had at once, with a note in Giselle's handwriti