All Chapters of The Alpha’s Dead Luna: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

EMILYDaylight had a way of restoring reason, of stripping away the reckless honesty of the night before. As I sat there in the quiet morning, my midnight confession felt foolish—melodramatic, even. All I had truly done was hand Alessandro power over me, and I knew him well enough to understand that he would not hesitate to use it.Today, I resolved firmly, I would not dwell on him.And yet… I could not help but wonder if he would attempt to rescue the rebel prisoner.I realized then, almost with surprise, how deeply I believed in him. I did not doubt, no matter the odds, that if he chose to act, he would succeed.The world I had inhabited since arriving here had been a carefully curated one—diplomatic dinners, lavish luncheons hosted by elegant ladies, afternoons spent browsing the finest imported goods, evenings returned to the safety and refinement of my villa. It was a polished existence, controlled and insulated.But it had to be more than that.I decided, quite suddenly, that I

EMILY"It could wait for later." Julian muttered as he moved closer to me. I told him it could not wait but his hand seemed to have a will of its own as it lifted and brushed against my cheek. The moment his fingers touched me, my eyes fluttered shut, and I leaned helplessly into his palm, as though I had been waiting for that contact without even realizing it.I felt the shift in him instantly, as if something inside him had snapped taut. His hand trailed downward, slow and deliberate, gliding over my neck, across my shoulder, and then over my breast. My heart slammed wildly against my chest, each beat so forceful it felt as though it might burst free.Whatever urgency had brought him here vanished in an instant. And whatever I felt was important didn't matter anymore, all I wanted was to be wrapped in his arms. Without warning, he swept me up into his arms and carried me to the bed, his control dissolving as he came down over me. Our mouths collided, fierce and unrestrained, and

JULIANI didn’t understand a damn word she was saying and I didn’t care to. There was only one thing I wanted, one explanation that had been owed to me for far too long.“Answer me, damn it!” I snapped, my voice rough with frustration. “We had something good, don’t deny it. We’d only been married a few days, but the moment we got to the East, you signed those papers. If you really cared about me, you would never have given in to Alessandro.”She recoiled as if I’d struck her. “I never signed anything the moment we got back!” she burst out. “I refused—I refused, Julian! I didn’t sign until the night of the rehearsal dinner, the night before I was supposed to marry Alessandro!”My hands curled into fists at my sides, trembling with a tension I could barely contain. I forced my voice low—too low, deadly calm.“Emily,” I said, “They brought me those papers the very first night I was in jail. And your signature was already on them.”She went deathly pale, the color draining from her face s

EMILY I felt as if all the strength had drained out of me, leaving me pale and shaken to the core. Julian didn’t give me time to gather myself. He took hold of my arm and guided me firmly across the street, steering me into a café before I could protest. Not that I would have. My thoughts were too scattered, my emotions too raw. I let him lead me to a small table tucked away at the back, far from prying eyes.I dropped into the chair heavily, my pulse still racing. The words burst out of me before I could stop them.“What were you thinking, going to see Alessandro!”His response came just as quickly, edged with irritation.“I should be asking you the same thing.”Anger flared, sharp and immediate. “I was passing by,” I shot back. “I only stopped to say hello to Janice.”He arched a brow, his tone turning dry. “Oh, really? Best friends now, are we?”“Yes, we are friends,” I insisted, leaning forward, refusing to be intimidated. Then my voice lowered, urgent. “I couldn’t help but hear

EMILY I still couldn't bring myself to tjink about Julian's betrayal. I lay there, propped against the stiff hospital pillows, my body still trembling from the aftermath of labor, my son cradled carefully in my arms. He was so small. So warm. So impossibly real.I stared at him, tracing the curve of his cheek with my finger, my heart tightening in ways I didn’t yet understand. For a moment everything else disappeared. The pain. The fear. The chaos that had brought me here.Then I saw a movement.Barely there. Just a shadow shifting by the window.My breath caught instantly.I froze, my fingers tightening protectively around my baby as my eyes locked onto the glass. The curtain fluttered slightly, though I hadn’t felt any breeze.“Doctor…” My voice came out hoarse, strained. “Doctor.”He turned to me immediately, brows knitting together. “What is it?”“There..” I nodded toward the window, my pulse beginning to race. “Someone was there. I saw someone.”He followed my gaze, walking ove