All Chapters of The Jilted Luna : Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

"Tori, you were amazing!" Sylas praised as he stood and walked over to her. He extended his hand, and Victoria accepted it without hesitation, letting him pull her up with a smile."You too, you've gotten so much stronger," she replied sincerely. She wasn't just flattering him. Victoria had watched Sylas train and spar countless times. Back then, as her Gamma, he was still weaker than Marcus and often lost their matches. But now, his strikes carried far more weight and power than before.Maxwell approached as well, his eyes carrying a hint of astonishment as he looked at Victoria. "That was a great spar, and a valuable lesson for many of the warriors," he said, unconsciously reaching out to ruffle her hair. Victoria didn't shy away; she allowed the touch, knowing it was only natural for a mate to always want that closeness.After the sparring match, everyone returned to their own training. But thanks to Victoria's display, the atmosphere was different, everyone was fired up, eager to

After leaving the cafeteria, Victoria stopped in the corridor leading to the stairs, clutching her chest as she tried to steady her erratic heartbeat. Heat coursed through her veins, her body trembling as desire threatened to overwhelm her."Great," she muttered through clenched teeth, forcing herself to shove the feeling back down. This wasn't her Palace; she was still in someone else's territory, and the thought of losing control here terrified her.What if it happened again? What if she couldn't suppress the thing inside her and ended up devouring more of her mates' vitality than she should? The idea of harming them made her stomach twist.She prayed her hunger was nothing like that of a succubus. A succubus drained men dry, leaving them frail husks, powerless and hollow once their limited vitality was consumed. Victoria couldn't bear to imagine her mates suffering the same fate.Even though she had already accepted that she must feed the thing within her, the unknown still lingere

"Ah—Maxwell!" Victoria moaned, her voice breaking into a ragged gasp. Her eyes fluttered shut as that familiar sensation struck deep, sending waves of heat rushing through her.Something was building inside her core, the tingling overflow consuming her senses. Her toes curled uncontrollably; she was teetering on the very edge."Baby, are you close? Are you cumming? Tell me how you're feeling… hmm?" Maxwell murmured against her thigh, his voice vibrating against her skin and sending shivers through her body.The sound of his voice alone pulled her closer to the edge. Victoria was about to break, but being vocal during sex had never been her nature. The most she ever managed were a few words, little fragments meant less to express herself and more to signal her partner when she was about to cum, just so they'd ease up and keep her from losing control completely.Because every climax left her nerves unraveling, pleasure so intense it threatened to make her pass out if her mate didn't giv

Even in his exhaustion, he still thought of her first. That simple care warmed Victoria's chest in a way nothing else could."Y-Yeah…" Victoria managed, her voice hoarse, dry, almost grating, as if every moan and cry had scraped her throat raw."Alright, don't push yourself too hard. Let me wash you up a little and carry you back to bed," Maxwell said, still catching his breath as he reluctantly pulled out of Victoria. He glanced down, groaning low in his throat at the sight of his still-hard cock coated with her juices, his eyes darkening with desire all over again. "Ugh…" he bit his lip, fighting the urge to dive right back in.Instead, he lifted Victoria onto the sink, gently spreading her legs apart. Victoria let him do as he pleased, her chest rising and falling as she watched him. His gaze dropped between her thighs, fixating on the slow trickle of his thick white cum seeping from her folds.When his eyes finally rose back to hers, a smug, satisfied grin tugged at his lips—equal

But at the same time, guilt pulled at the back of his mind; everyone else was already out working in the fields, and here he was, losing himself. Still, he couldn't just walk away like this, not when the fire in his veins refused to die down.The indecision made Carlisle's gut churn, but his body seemed to know its own priority; his hand moved again, stroking his cock. Yet compared to Victoria's pussy, his grip felt a little rough and unsatisfying, and the friction was threatening to leave him raw and blistered.It wasn't enough. His other hand pressed against his forehead as he leaned back onto the bed, chest rising and falling heavily with ragged breaths.Then, through the mindlink, Sylas's voice suddenly broke in—hoarse, strained, and breathless. "Alpha Carlisle… I think I'm in trouble…"Frustrated and already on edge, Carlisle almost snapped back at him, but managed to grind out, "What's wrong?""I think… I might… go into rut soon," Sylas admitted, his voice thick with strain."Wa