Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Luna He Can’t Have : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Dayne’s POVTalis’s determination radiates through the mate bond, her silver-blue eyes locked on the horizon where the second wraith’s howl echoes, a guttural promise of death that sets my wolf snarling. On the farmhouse roof, the wind whips her dark hair, her wounds still seeping blood, but she stands tall, alpha-strong, refusing to yield. Hunters’ scents fade into the trees, their retreat meaningless with two wraiths closing in, drawn to her ancient bloodline like moths to flame. Glynn’s trap at the mill waits, and Savannah’s frantic revelation another cursed beast twists my gut, but Talis’s fire, her refusal to be bait, fuels my own resolve. She’s my mate, my step-sister, my everything, and I’ll tear through hell to keep her safe.“Down, now,” I growl, pulling her toward the hatch, my hand firm on her arm, the bond pulsing with her pain and defiance. “We lead them to the mill, burn them out.”She nods, her claws twitching, her voice steady. “Fire it is. But if they get too close,

Tali's POVHours later, Dayne is pulling off a winding mountain road surrounded by tall trees that stretch up into the sky. Although it's the middle of the day, in the deep forests of rural Colorado you wouldn't think it is. It's almost dark because of how densely populated the trees are.Since my one failed attempt to convince Dayne to stop at Walmart for clothes, I've stayed silent and he has too. He comes to a stop at a gas station in a small town that appears to be made up of little more than a grocery store, a small diner, a hairdresser, and a mechanic/gas station.Other than two men wearing blue aprons unloading boxes from the back of a white van into the grocery store, there's not a soul on the street, though the trucks parked up outside the diner convince me there is some life to be had here. Even if I can't see it.Switching the radio off, he doesn't get out as I expect him to."This is Hardin," he says into the silence. "The closest town to us."Although I tense up at the fi

Tali's POV I have no idea where I'm going.The second I heard Dayne's office door close behind him and his beta, I was tiptoeing down the steps and slipping out of the front door.Even though it can't be later than six in the evening it's already pretty dark which is perfect. Less chance of being seen from the house that way. I hope so.Luckily for me, considering this looks to be an old farmhouse, someone has kept the hinges well-oiled.Before I crept out, I heard the conversation drifting from what must be the kitchen at the end of the hallway, as well as Dayne and his beta talking in low voices from a room behind a closed door. Possibly his office. I should've been able to hear them clearly, but I didn't hear much of anything. It's as if Dayne's had the office soundproofed.But I don't stop to consider the possibility for too long. I sprint down the front porch steps in Dayne's sweatpants, which are still too big, even after I've rolled the legs up as best I can, and plunge into t

Tali's POV I wake instantly the next morning when Dayne rips the covers off my body, blinding me with the harsh white light from the lamp beside me. And although I squeeze my eyes tight, I swear I can still see the light."Why aren't you up already? It's six. The pack will be here in less than thirty minutes and they'll be expecting to find breakfast on the table."It's a battle to pry my eyelids open. Any time I'm awake before nine has been to flip my pillow over to the cool side, stumble to the toilet before crawling back under the sheets, or to burrow deeper to seek more warmth in winter.And since Uncle never particularly cared when all the chores got done, as long as I did them well, it wasn't like I had to be up early ever. That and he wasn't an early riser either. None of my pack were."I'm heading to town. I wouldn't even think about running if I were you."Although I hear Dayne's words, it's taking far longer than it should for them to penetrate my semi-awake consciousness.

Tali's POV After Dayne examined the coffee I made, he thrust the pot at Luka and demanded he make a fresh one.Everyone carefully avoided looking in my direction when he did it, but it wasn't hard for me to guess the direction of their thoughts: Talis, not only is she a terrible cook, she's an even worse coffee-maker, so much so, one glance at the coffee pot is enough for their alpha to know not to even bother tasting it first."So, Talis. Will you be running with us tonight?" Luka asks me once he's made a fresh pot of coffee and joins us at the twelve-seater oak dining table in the light and airy kitchen. In the frenzy of this morning, I’ve noted that the cabinets are made of the same wood as the bedroom.I tear my gaze from my slice of blueberry pie to glance at him. Not much of it has made its way into my mouth since I'm so hyper-aware of how close Dayne's black t-shirt covered arm is to brushing against mine as he sits beside me at the dining table. But what little I've tasted is