All Chapters of The Alpha's Forgotten Luna: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Three months. Three months of being husband and wife, three months of late-night talks, sleepy cuddles, flour fights, family breakfasts, tiny hands tugging at our clothes, and stolen moments in hallways when no one was looking. Three months of healing. Three months of slowly finding our way back to each other. And despite all of that... despite sleeping beside her every night and waking up with her tangled against my chest every morning, despite forehead kisses and hugs and hands naturally finding one another, we had still never kissed. Not properly. Not really. The kiss at our wedding had barely brushed the corner of her lips because I had promised her I would wait. I had promised that everything would happen only when she was ready. And I meant every word of it. Still, some selfish part of me wondered when that day would come. Not because I wanted more. Just because... I wanted her. Entirely. Honestly. Freely.Today had been exhausting. Court sessions had gone on longer than expecte

The kiss between them began softly. Slowly. Not like two people consumed by desperation, but like two hearts learning each other again after years of hurt and distance. It carried hesitation in the beginning, tiny pauses in between as though both of them were still asking silent questions. Are you okay? Are you still here? Is this alright? Cassius kissed Sienna with the kind of gentleness that came only from loving someone too much. His hands held her face carefully, his thumbs brushing against her cheeks every now and then, almost grounding himself in the reality that she was truly here with him. And Sienna... Sienna kissed him back just as carefully. The fear that had lived between them for years had not disappeared overnight. Broken things did not heal that way. Trust was not rebuilt in grand gestures. It lived in moments like these. In soft kisses. In waiting. In asking. In choosing each other over and over again.For a few moments, neither of them moved away. The world around the

Warmth. That was the first thing I felt when consciousness slowly returned to me. Warmth and softness and something steady beneath my cheek. For a few moments, I remained half asleep, unwilling to move, too comfortable to care about waking up properly. My body felt heavy in the nicest way possible, wrapped in sleep and comfort and something that felt so safe that I simply wanted to stay there forever. Somewhere close, fingers slowly moved through my hair. Gentle. Repetitive. Soft enough that it almost blended into my dreams. I did not know how long it had been happening, but my body unconsciously leaned toward it, toward the comfort I had somehow become used to over these past months.Then I heard it.A tiny sound. Soft. Familiar. Almost distant.A yelp.My heart stopped.Everything inside me instantly stilled. For a second I remained exactly where I was, eyes still shut, breathing suddenly uneven. Another sound followed. A tiny whine. Then another. And suddenly every trace of sleep d

There were days now when I simply sat back and watched my life happen in front of me because I was still scared that if I blinked too long, it would disappear. Maybe that fear would never leave me. Maybe after losing Sienna once, after losing years with my children, after making mistakes that nearly cost me everything, a part of me would always remain terrified. But this morning… this morning felt too perfect not to sit and stare at.Sunlight poured through the giant windows of our house, bathing the living room in warm shades of gold. The entire house smelled like breakfast because Sienna had made pancakes while I had been assigned fruit-cutting duties. Apparently, I was still banned from making eggs after my repeated crimes against breakfast. The kitchen still carried traces of chaos. Flour on counters. Syrup on the table. Tiny footprints because Kane had somehow stepped into batter and run through half the house before getting caught.And right now, the source of all destruction sa

The mate bond was a beautiful thing. Strange sometimes. Overwhelming too. But beautiful. Before, I used to think it only meant attraction or love or feeling the presence of your partner somewhere around you. But after marking each other, after finally becoming complete mates and learning how to navigate this bond together, I realized it was so much more than that. It was comfort. Home. Warmth. Safety. It was knowing when your person was smiling without even seeing them. It was feeling their happiness before hearing their laughter. It was sensing their exhaustion after long meetings and quietly making tea before they asked. It was all those tiny things. Tiny things that somehow carried enormous meaning. But right now, through the bond, all I felt was fear. Raw, sharp fear. Confusion. Panic. It crashed into me so suddenly that I nearly dropped the papers in my hands.I immediately looked toward the front door. Cassius had only stepped outside a few moments ago after Jackson arrived. At