บททั้งหมดของ Moon's Restraint: The Alpha's Dangerous Obsession: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Silence fell the moment Kael entered the chamber. It was not silence born of courtesy. It was silence born of submission. Words died mid-breath. Chairs froze half-shoved back. Even the guards along the walls straightened, as if something sharp had entered the air. The presence of Alpha Kael, the most powerful alpha alive, was enough to stop the room. But instead of stepping forward to take command, Kael stopped just inside the entrance. He did not advance. He did not acknowledge anyone. And yet, everyone stilled. Power did not need to move. It waited. The room bent around it. And this powerful man... had his eyes on me. I stood several steps away from the council table, exactly where they had placed me. Visible. Exposed. Deliberately out of reach. Their gazes slid toward me in sharp, displeased cuts. The wolfless omega. The lowest of the low. Someone whose shadow should not exist in a council chamber. “My lord,” an elder began carefully, “your presence will stabilize

AERIN I couldn’t breathe. The guard’s hand was still on my arm, his fingers no longer pretending to restrain. The council chamber felt too small, the stone walls pressing inward as bodies subtly closed ranks around me. This was...selection. My pulse hammered so hard my vision blurred. I tried to pull back, but the rope at my wrists bit deeper, cutting into skin. Someone laughed quietly behind me. “I didn’t do anything,” I said again, louder this time. No one answered. The guard’s thumb dragged slowly along the inside of my arm, deliberate and testing, before he leaned closer, his breath warm against my ear. I felt cold down my spine. Suddenly, something changed in the air. I felt it, even though no one else did. There was no sound. No movement. But suddenly, the space around me felt tighter, heavier, like the room itself was watching that hand on my arm. Not sensing anything, the guard leaned closer to me and murmured, “You’ll be quiet...they always are.” Apparent lust

AERIN The tension was already there when I stepped inside the room. It did not rush at me. It did not explode. It settled quietly, like heat trapped beneath skin, waiting for something to move. My feet stopped just inside the doorway. I did not tell them to stop. They simply did. The door behind me was still open. Cool air slipped in from the corridor and brushed the back of my neck. I did not feel afraid. I felt... aware. Aware of the man whose eyes were firmly on me the moment I appeared. Alpha Kael stood several steps away. He was completely still, in a way that made the room feel built around him. Unlike earlier, when he was dressed magnificently, this time, he was dressed only in a dark robe... that hung loose at his chest that was open enough to show warm skin beneath. Despite my situation, my eyes noticed things I did not mean to see. The width of his shoulders. The ease of his stance. The way the air around him felt heavier... seductive... Just looki

I woke up slowly. Not with fear, and not with panic, but with a gentle confusion that sat heavy in my chest. It felt like waking in the middle of a thought I could not remember finishing. The first thing I noticed was the bed. It was too large, far wider than anything I remembered sleeping on. The sheets were smooth beneath my fingers, warm in a way that felt deliberate, as if someone had chosen comfort instead of necessity. I stayed still for a moment, staring at the ceiling, trying to understand why everything felt unfamiliar but not dangerous. ‘This is not where I slept before.’ The thought came quietly, without urgency, but it did not leave. I turned my head. Stone walls rose around me, pale and clean, catching the light softly. The room was quiet, not empty, just contained, like sound itself knew better than to linger here without permission. Then I breathed in. And stopped. The scent was everywhere, woven into the air so completely that I had not noticed it at first.

‘His quarters?’ My heart nearly leapt out of my body when I heard it. At first, the words felt unreal. Too heavy. Too sudden. Like they carried a meaning I was not ready to understand. Then, fear followed immediately…sharp and unwelcome, tightening my chest before I could stop it. ‘Why does he want me back there?’ The question repeated itself as images from the night before rose without permission. His voice. Calm. Controlled. The way the air had pressed down when he ordered me closer… The bed I had woken in, steeped in his scent. My chest tightened. Then the door opened. And the fear hesitated. …I was not taken into his bedroom. Instead, I was led into a smaller room set aside from the center of his quarters. Clean. Quiet. Narrow. A simple bed. A small table. A basin of untouched water. Nothing personal. Nothing indulgent. But it looked…peaceful? “You will stay here,” the older servant said. Her eyes lingered on me briefly. Measuring. “Don’t touch anything. Don’