บททั้งหมดของ Not Your Luna Anymore, Alpha Caleb!: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Clara’s POVIt was already dusk when I arrived.As I walked toward the front entrance, I saw Caleb opening the back door of his car. Ethan and Emilia hopped out, bouncing like excited little pups.I stopped and smiled, watching them run toward me. “Hi—”But Ethan’s smile faded the second he saw my face. His steps slowed. His mouth tightened.“Don’t talk to me,” he said sharply, then brushed past me, giggling as he ran toward someone behind me.“Auntie!”“Oh my little pumpkin!” Quinn—Caleb’s sister—swept him into her arms.Emilia glanced at me, hesitant, then followed him and threw herself into Quinn’s embrace too.My heart dropped. The smile froze on my lips, and my hand trembled awkwardly in the air. I lowered it as if nothing had happened, pretending that I did not notice the eyes on me.They still need some time. I comforted myself.Caleb came after them, whistling at me like I was something he’d just unwrapped.Then he took my hand.Warm. Steady.A feeling I hadn’t felt in a very l

Clara’s POV“Save your energy for being Luna Clara.” Xavier’s words hung in the air.He let go of my hand and strode away, long, confident steps that left no room for argument.“In fact, based on your performance over the past five years, I don’t believe you’re qualified for that position anymore.” His words echoed in my mind when I stared at his back. My fists clenched tightly, nails digging into my palms.Is that really how everyone sees me? Ridiculous, foolish, shallow, weak, pathetic. Betrayed, yet still clinging desperately to a husband I couldn’t leave. Whose mate walked in with his mistress right beside me, and I was meant to stay ignorant?But… What if they’re right?What if I was foolish? Without my wolf, can I even be the Clara I used to be? Without the title of Luna Clara, would anyone trust me? Can I survive and prove I’m still the warrior I was? These questions weighed heavily on my chest.I exhaled slowly, tension leaving me in shallow puffs, when I heard footsteps behind

Clara’s POVI looked down at Frost, my gaze cold and sharp.She was a little shorter than me, but her features were softer, rounder and cute, in a harmless way. In some sense, she was right.She was weaker. She looked less capable. And yet she had learned how to use that perfectly, turning herself into someone that everyone wanted to protect. Including my mate.“But Frost,” I said softly, my voice steady, “you’re talking about weak men.”Her smile stiffened. “Weak men are afraid of strong women. They’re insecure and arrogant at the same time. They want powerful women, yet they’re terrified we might outshine them.”Her smile finally vanished. I looked through her. “I don’t understand,” I continued calmly. “You took a weak man from me. What, exactly, is there to be proud of?”Anger flashed through her eyes. Her wolf hissed beneath her skin. But I didn’t stop.“If you like Caleb, take him. You’re well matched. But if you dare disrespect me again, I’ll show Caleb who you really are. Don’t

Clara’s POVWhen Caleb walked in, I was staring at my phone. Ever since I sent that email asking for the address, Xavier’s beta hadn’t replied. Had he changed his mind? Or was he trying to shut me down with silence? I honestly couldn’t tell.Maybe this was just his polite way of saying don’t get any closer.Suddenly, I heard the door slam open. The sound was heavy, deliberate. The next second, an opened delivery box was tossed right in front of me. I instinctively locked my phone screen, flung it aside, and straightened my back.“What is this?” Caleb demanded, his voice sharp.I blinked. “A handkerchief,” I said.“I know it’s a handkerchief.” His tone turned impatient. “I’m asking if you bought it for me as a gift?”“N-no…” My heart skipped a beat. I’d been too focused on avoiding him—on the Frost scent clinging all over him—and forgot to bring the box upstairs.I picked it up from the floor and set it on my lap. “It’s for myself,” I said calmly.He clearly froze for a second, then f

Clara's POVI looked at the shock on Ethan's face. He probably never expected that I would suddenly act like this. After all,  I'd been following him around nonstop since I woke up, always worrying about him, always asking for affection, always giving in to everything."You're not scared I'll stop talking to you forever?" he asked, lifting his chin and testing me.I looked at him. If this was really what he wanted… maybe I should respect it. Maybe living with Frost would actually make him happier."If that's your choice," I said calmly, "then I'll accept it."But the moment the words left my mouth, he panicked.