All Chapters of The Luna on a Chain: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The Abramov EstateSunset was nearing, and Kirill really should have been heading to bed, to his other half. But what was happening in his sister’s life troubled him more than ever. At their father’s birthday, he had witnessed Miroslav telling Maura that she was not his daughter. In truth, the brothers had never truly cared about her. For the first time in his life, Kirill felt crushing guilt. Now everything made sense—why his sister had been drawn so strongly to Ares and his circle. They had replaced the family she had always longed for.Downing a glass of cognac in one gulp, Kirill sank into an armchair and stared out the window. Something was happening near the gates, though he couldn’t make out the details.He dialed the guards on duty and asked sharply,“What’s going on over there?”“Boss, that foreigner is back again. Miroslav ordered us not to let him in.”“And did I give you that order?” Kirill snapped into the phone.“No.”“Then let him in. And if I hear one more time that so

Egor, surprisingly enough, left me alone that evening. But the moment I woke up the next morning, there was suddenly far too much of him again. I ran into the werewolf at every turn. At least he didn’t follow me into the shower—thank God for small mercies.Sorting through yesterday’s clothes, I found a couple of T-shirts I actually liked and one absolutely gorgeous, form-fitting skirt. The outfit made me want to put on makeup for once. After yesterday’s incident, I now took my clothes into the bathroom with me and changed there.The second I opened the bedroom door, I ran straight into Egor’s displeased expression.“What do you women do in there for so long?”One look at me answered his question for him. His face changed instantly.“Change.”“And why would I do that?” I stared at him irritably. “You’re the one who brought these clothes yesterday. So what’s the problem?”“Ruslan is here to take samples. You have five minutes to change.”“I don’t want to. I like this outfit.” I stomped

As soon as Egor left on business the next morning, familiar cars began pulling up to the house, and my heart tightened painfully. While descending the stairs, I heard Raisa trying to send the uninvited guests away, but the men were far too persistent, and a single woman was no obstacle to them. “Raisa, you may let them in,” I said, and she stepped aside at once. Ares entered the house and stopped in the middle of the room, waiting for me to descend the final steps. For a long moment, we simply stared at each other in silence. “Shall we move to the living room? We don’t have much time—Raisa is probably already calling Egor with a full report.” He followed me inside and sat across from me. “I know why you’re here,” he began. “Because I want to be with my destined one. That’s all,” I lied without hesitation. “That accident was staged by Egor. Just like your disappearance. But he was the first person I checked, and you weren’t here then.” “He took me to the hospital that day,” I

“The temperature is elevated,” Egor delivered his verdict in a serious, almost intimidating tone after examining me. “Get some rest.” The moment he turned to leave, I jumped to my feet and grabbed his hand. “Wait. You promised to take me to the mall.” Egor shot me a reproachful look. “You just had a fever. What kind of mall are we talking about?” “You promised,” I insisted stubbornly. “Or do an Alpha’s words carry no weight in this pack?” “You don’t play fair,” he sighed irritably as he reached the door. “Fine. Get changed and come downstairs.” Left alone in the room, I pulled on a pair of warm yet elegant trousers and paired them with a beautiful sweater with a deep neckline. Maybe he wouldn’t grumble about this one. Hiding the entire outfit beneath a heavy coat, I headed downstairs. Egor was on the phone in the foyer. Throwing me a brief glance, he nodded toward the exit. “Kirill and Vera are meeting us there, if you don’t mind,” he said once we were in the car. “I do mind

Raisa brought in fragrant tea after I stepped out of the shower. The hot liquid soothed me almost instantly, and at last my body began to relax. “Did Egor leave?” I asked, glancing out the window. “Yes. He asked me to tell you he’ll be back this evening and that you shouldn’t leave the house without him,” the housekeeper replied as she stripped the bed, its linens badly stained with blood and dirt. After going downstairs to the living room, I settled in front of the television, replaying everything that had happened. I had no doubt who that she-wolf was — Lesya. There was simply no one else it could have been. The day dragged mercilessly, and before I knew it, I found myself counting the minutes until Egor returned. The grinding sound of tires came from the street. My heart immediately leapt into a gallop, and I rose to my feet, trembling in anticipation of his arrival. I don’t know why I did it, but after my shower I had spent far too long getting ready, choosing the most beauti