All Chapters of The Ruthless Alpha’s Omega Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 29

He leads me to the massive bed, and I climb onto it at his silent direction, the silk sheets cool against my heated skin. My heart pounds so violently I'm sure he must hear it, must sense the panic rising in me despite my outward compliance."On your hands and knees," he instructs, his voice rougher now, strained with the effort of maintaining control.I comply, the position making me feel more vulnerable than I've ever been. Exposed. Available. A tremor runs through me, my arms shaking as they support my weight.The bed dips as Zane kneels behind me. His hands stroke down my back, following the curve of my spine to my hips. Despite my fear, my body responds to his touch, a warmth building low in my belly, a dampness gathering between my legs that makes me flush with embarrassment."You're ready for me," he murmurs, one finger tracing my core, gathering evidence of my body's betrayal. "So wet."I squeeze my eyes shut, mortified by my physical response to a man I've been forced to acce

I watch as Sophia wipes tears from her eyes, her grief momentarily pushed aside by the healer's instinct as her fingers hover over the cut on her father's cheekbone. The soft glow emanating from her fingertips fascinates me, her true omega healing ability made visible.James Blackwood sits perfectly still, his eyes never leaving his daughter's face as the wound knits closed under her touch. The tenderness between them stirs something uncomfortable in my chest, something dangerously close to envy.'She is stronger than she looks,' Conri observes in my mind, his interest piqued by this display of Sophia's power. 'Heals well, even through grief.''Yes,' I agree silently. 'Another reason the Council wants her back so badly.'The father-daughter reunion complicates things considerably. Having a rogue wolf in my territory, even one with a legitimate claim to my mate's attention, creates political vulnerabilities I can ill afford with the Council already breathing down my neck. Yet sending h

I stare at Sophia's rigid back, her words echoing in my mind like a challenge I can't ignore. Captor. Not mate. The distinction burns through me, igniting a fury I haven't felt in decades.After everything I've done, claiming her instead of returning her to the Council, allowing her father sanctuary in my territory, showing restraint when she openly defied me, she still sees me as nothing more than her jailer. The urge to grab her, to force her to acknowledge our bond, pulses through me with each heartbeat. In my years as Alpha, and no one has ever dismissed me so completely.'She hurts,' Conri growls in my mind, his anger tempered by something I rarely sense from him, understanding. 'Mother dead. Pack broken. Give her time.''She called us her captor,' I remind him, the insult still raw. 'After we claimed her, mated her, protected her.''Claimed without choice. Mated without choice,' Conri acknowledges, surprising me with his insight. 'But Nyx knows. Nyx understands mate-bond deeper

James Blackwood's eyes keep dropping to my mark on his daughter's neck, a father's anguish poorly concealed beneath his carefully neutral expression. I understand his pain, the primal agony of seeing his offspring claimed by another wolf, but I feel no remorse. Sophia is mine now, by right and by ritual. The sooner her father accepts this reality, the easier his adjustment to life in my pack will be. I take a deliberate sip of coffee, letting the silence stretch until James shifts uncomfortably in his seat."Tell me about Sophia's abilities," I say finally, setting down my cup with precision. "What did you notice when she was younger?"James glances at his daughter, clearly uncomfortable discussing her as if she isn't present. "Perhaps Sophia should...""I'm asking you," I interrupt smoothly. "As her father, you observed her development from birth. I want your perspective."Sophia straightens in her chair, her scent sharpening with irritation. I ignore her, keepi