《In Search of Liberation: Luna In name Only》全部章節：第 21 章 - 第 30 章

Michelle melted into his kiss, her tongue dancing with his in a sensual rhythm that made her core throb. She traced her fingers over his abs through the thin fabric, feeling each defined ridge.Jason growled against her mouth, then tore his shirt off in one fluid motion. His perfectly sculpted torso gleamed in the dim light as she ran her palms greedily across his hot skin, memorising every hard plane. Her pussy clenched violently, already slick with need. She couldn't believe her boldness, but misery had been her companion for too long. She deserved this pleasure. She would leave Patrick anyway, this was her gift to herself. She needed to feel desired, touched, consumed. "Please," she whispered against his lips, "don't stop." Jason's mouth blazed a trail of fire down her throat. When he found that sensitive spot beneath her ear, he sucked hard, marking her. The moan that escaped her lips was primal, unrestrained.Tears of pure pleasure welled in her eyes as sensations she'd for

Silence settled for a moment, filled only by the faint hum of the refrigerator.Jason took another sip of coffee and then set the mug down. “How about we go hunting?”Her head lifted at once, eyes wide. “Hunting?”“In wolf form,” he added quickly.Her face brightened instantly, and for the first time in days, Jason saw genuine excitement flicker across her features.“I would love to, Beta Jason. I would love to,” she said, her voice almost breathless.Her enthusiasm made him smile despite himself. But as she turned away to tidy the counter, his gaze lingered on her, on the curve of her back, the swing of her hair.He had to look away before his thoughts betrayed him.Michelle caught the shift in his expression when she glanced over her shoulder. Her heart sank slightly. She knew what it meant, restraint. Control. Distance.She didn’t want to make a fool of herself. Not again.Without another word, she left the kitchen and hurried to the master bedroom.Inside, she shut the door and le

By the time dusk settled, her head was pounding, and her eyes burned from staring at the same screen for hours. She hadn’t noticed herself drift into sleep until the faint creak of the front door stirred her.Jason had returned.The sound of his steady footsteps reached her ears, followed by a pause. She didn’t move.From where he stood, Jason saw her curled up on the couch, asleep. The television still flickered faintly in the background.His heart softened immediately.He stepped closer, his eyes catching on the empty glass on the table. The faint scent of alcohol lingered in the air.He sighed. She’s been drinking again.Guilt tugged at him. He had promised to take her hunting, to give her something, anything, to look forward to. Instead, he’d left her to drown in her own silence.He moved quietly, crouching beside her. Her face was turned toward the cushions, her lips slightly parted in sleep.She looked so small, so defenseless.The faint marks on her neck caught his attention,

The air inside the cave was cool and damp, filled with the scent of moss and rain. Water dripped rhythmically from the ceiling, each droplet echoing through the cavern like a slow heartbeat. They padded inside, both wolves carrying their folded clothes in their jaws. The moment they were deep enough that the rain was only a distant whisper at the mouth of the cave, they set their burdens down. Then the soft shimmer of shifting filled the space. Bones crackled, fur gave way to skin, paws to fingers, until two humans stood once more, vulnerable and quiet, the stormlight casting muted gold over their bare forms. Michelle turned her back as she slipped into her dress. The fabric clung damply to her skin, her movements deliberate and composed. Jason, trying to be discreet, pulled on his shirt and trousers with mechanical precision, his eyes fixed anywhere but on her. When they were both dressed, she stepped forward, brushing a loose strand of hair from her face, and looked around t

Jason could not believe what he had just learned. The phone call from the Ace Pack replayed in his mind like a haunting echo he couldn’t silence. Every word had struck him harder than the last: “We are returning Luna Michelle’s call. Her phone was unreachable. We have decided that we do not want her to join our pack.”He sat frozen in the Alpha’s office, staring blankly at the paperwork on the desk. His hands rested on either side of the document he had been pretending to read, but his mind was far away, tangled in the moral conflict clawing at him.He was in a dilemma. His duty as Beta was clear, he owed the Alpha absolute loyalty, total transparency. Patrick had trusted him to watch over Michelle, not protect her secrets.And yet, deep down, Jason knew telling Patrick about the Ace Pack’s call would destroy her. He had seen the look in her eyes these past few days, the fear, the desperation, the quiet resignation that came from years of being trapped. Patrick had hurt the woma