All Chapters of The Rise Of The Forsaken Luna : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

DRAKEMy hand drifts down and cups Briana's soft curves, giving a gentle squeeze that pulls a sweet little moan from her lips. The sound nearly drives me wild... I want nothing more than to taste her fully, to feel her mouth against mine, and her body pressed tight to me.I lean in deeper, my tongue brushing against hers, savoring that same warm cinnamon-sugar taste I've craved since the day we first kissed. I step closer, trying to press her even harder into me, but that one movement throws us both off balance. The next thing I know, we're tumbling backward into the half-dug patch of soil that's meant to become Moonveil Pack's vegetable garden.Briana lands with a splat beside me, mud streaking her hair and dress. I can't help it... I burst out laughing as I pull back enough to look at her."I am so sorry," I manage between chuckles.She gives me a glare, but it melts into a teasing smirk."No, you're not. You've been pushing me into the mud for years, Drake."Her words make me grin

DRAKEThe office door bangs open, shaking me out of my thoughts, and Peter storms in. Without asking, he drops into the chair in front of my desk. His sudden entrance drags me away from the memory that's been haunting me all week the night I claimed Briana's body for the first time."I thought we weren't talking," I mutter, watching as Peter runs a frustrated hand through his dark hair. The tension coming off him is sharp and heavy, and I already have a guess about what drove him in here."We're not. But this is the only place my parents won't follow me," he snaps, pulling out his phone.I don't argue. I know how things are with Peter's parents they've been pushing him to take some random she-wolf as his mate instead of letting him find his true one. I've seen the arguments play out again and again since Peter turned eighteen. Once, he even admitted to me that he secretly wished Briana might turn out to be his mate, just to silence his parents. But the Moon Goddess had other plans. Cr

BRIANA "Daddy! They have chocolate chip pancakes!" Lace's little voice rang with excitement, her eyes wide and sparkling as she bounced in her seat. I smiled softly; there was no doubt what she would be ordering. I turned my attention to Henry, helping the ten-year-old sort through the menu. His messy brown hair fell into his face as he concentrated hard before finally deciding on a chicken burger with fries. Flo came back just as we finished choosing, and each of us gave our orders. Lace giggled happily when Flo promised to ask the kitchen staff to load her pancakes with extra chocolate chips. Once the menus were gone and Flo disappeared, David straightened in his chair. His eyes sharpened, the authority of his blood humming in the air. It was enough to make us all instinctively pay attention. Whatever he had to say, it mattered. "We need to remember something," David began, his tone firm. "Right now, we're rogues. When we reach Silver Paw, we need to prove we're no threat.

BRIANAWe reached our trucks quickly, Miss Linda and the children already waiting outside for us. I figured Jack must have linked her ahead of time, warning her that we weren't returning alone.She had clothes ready in her hands, passing them to her mate. Jack thanked her quietly and dressed while introducing his family to Milan.As I stood nearby, little Lace tugged at my ear with her tiny fingers, giggling as she asked if I could give her a piggyback ride. Before I could answer, her mother gently scolded her to stand still. Then Linda turned to me with a soft smile and said she'd left my driver's side door open, with a dress waiting on the seat. My chest warmed at the thoughtful gesture. I rubbed against her leg in silent thanks before jogging toward my truck.Once hidden by the door, I shifted back to my human form and slid onto the seat. A simple blue sundress was folded neatly there, waiting for me like a quiet comfort. I pulled it on quickly, then slipped my feet into a pair o

DRAKEThe door to my office slammed open again, and in came Peter. I let out a groan, already tired of these sudden visits. Ever since the talk we had here three days ago, our friendship has slowly begun to mend. He has been helping me keep Laura's little gang Pearl, Ruby, and Prism in check when they try to pick fights with pack members, following her cruel orders. More importantly, he's been my extra set of eyes, making sure Laura doesn't go too far.Just yesterday, I was forced to threaten Laura with destroying the only picture she owns of herself and her mother. She had been tormenting the omegas again, treating them as if they were her personal slaves. I reminded her they weren't her property they were the backbone of Moonveil pack, the ones who handled the tasks that kept everything running. She hated hearing that, but Peter stood there with the picture in one hand and a lighter in the other, ready to prove my point.When she finally gave in, I took the photo and locked it ins