All Chapters of The Jilted Luna : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

A soft whine escaped Ophelia’s throat.Another followed, then another, growing louder as it echoed across the training grounds. Beneath Victoria, the massive wolf struggled helplessly while Victoria remained firmly planted on top of her. Her fist rose and fell with calm, practiced precision, every punch landing in exactly the same spot. Each impact sent another jolt through Ophelia’s body.Then Victoria drove one final punch downward.A sharp crack echoed through the arena.The strength left Ophelia’s body all at once. Her enormous wolf went limp and crashed onto the marble floor with a heavy thud. She twitched once before falling completely still, her eyes closing as unconsciousness claimed her almost immediately.Only then did Victoria stop.She slowly pulled her hand back, flexing her fingers as the force of the repeated strikes left them trembling ever so slightly.Her breathing remained even, and there wasn’t the slightest trace of panic on her face.She wasn’t worried about Ophe

After that spar, Ophelia never asked Victoria for another match. Victoria noticed the change, but she didn’t think much of it. Everyone dealt with defeat differently, and if her cousin needed some time before stepping into the arena again, she could understand that.Life in the palace gradually settled into a comfortable routine. Most of Victoria’s days were spent with her parents and the twins. They ate together almost every day, strolled through the palace gardens in the afternoons, and watched Aiden and Kyle run around until they exhausted themselves. The boys adored their grandfather, and the moment they spotted the Alpha King, they would race toward him with excited laughter, competing to see who could climb into his arms first. The once-quiet palace had become livelier than it had been in years, and Victoria found herself enjoying those peaceful days more than she expected.Time slipped by so quickly that before anyone realized it, the Alpha King’s birthday was only a few days a

“But if we do that, everyone will know my mate is missing.”Carlisle’s voice was quiet, but every word carried the weight of months spent living with fear.“They’ll use that against me. If anyone discovers Victoria disappeared, they’ll realize she’s my greatest weakness. They’ll hunt for her, use her as leverage, or worse…”His jaw tightened.“They’ll find someone who resembles her and try to fool us.”He lowered his gaze to the invitation lying on his desk.“Letting the world know my Luna is gone doesn’t just put me at risk. It puts Victoria in even greater danger.”The room fell silent.Sylas slowly rubbed a hand across his face.They had reached a dead end.Every path they considered seemed to lead to another disaster.All they could do now was wait for the message they had sent to the Good Witches and hope it reached its destination. Carlisle had also entrusted a traveling merchant, one who regularly traded near the Mermaid Territory, with another letter. If fortune was on their s

Carlisle didn’t answer.He remained standing by the window, his eyes fixed on something outside.Minutes passed before Sylas finally walked over and looked in the same direction.His gaze landed on the garden.Victoria’s garden.It looked exactly as it had before she disappeared.The flowers still bloomed in neat rows. The herbs were healthy, and the vines she had carefully trained still climbed over the wooden trellises.Nothing had withered.Nothing had been neglected.Because Carlisle never allowed it to.He watered every plant himself.He loosened the soil with his own hands.If a flower began to wilt, he replaced it before anyone else noticed.Sylas suddenly understood why the garden still looked so alive.Carlisle hadn’t been preserving the flowers.He had been preserving the only place that still felt like Victoria.It had become the one place where he could breathe without feeling crushed by everything he’d lost. Whenever the guilt became too much, or Roque grew restless insid

She leaned in slowly, never breaking eye contact. Her tongue flicked out, playful and sensual, as she lowered her head and dragged it across his nipple, teasing him. All the while, her hips moved in a slow, deliberate rhythm, grinding herself against his hard, eager cock. "Tor..." Carlisle breathed, but his voice hitched when Victoria rolled her hips again, slow, deliberate, devastatingly slow. The friction of her slick wet pussy dragging against his hardened cock made his eyes flutter shut, and a repressed groan tore from his throat. His hands shot up instinctively, gripping her thighs on either side of him. His fingers sank into her soft flesh, holding her as if anchoring himself to reality, silently urging her to keep going. But Victoria—teasing, knowing that she was utterly in control—caught the raw hunger in his eyes and halted her movements. A seductive smirk curved on her lips as she leaned in slightly, golden eyes gleaming with mischief. "Baby... do you like it?" she as