All Chapters of The Luna's last heat : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

The Crash

Julie's POV I knew my mate didn’t want me… but I didn’t think he would let me die.It was my twenty-eighth birthday, and the grand ballroom of Lightsky Manor was packed with the elite of our world; alphas, betas, councilors, and their glittering mates. Everyone had come to celebrate.Or at least, to pretend they had.But what was there to celebrate anyway?The crystal chandeliers above us sparkled like cruel stars, as if to mock every forced smile that I wore. My emerald silk gown clung to my skin as I moved through the waltz, the fabric whispering secrets I wished I could scream.My hand rested in my husband, Alpha Raynard Lightsky’s large, warm palm, his other hand settled possessively at the small of my back for the eyes of the pack. To them, we were the perfect power couple: the silver-eyed daughter of Alpha Denis Shadowheart and the golden-haired alpha who ruled the Lightsky Pack with iron control. But as we turned across the marble floor, I felt nothing but the chill of his in

Desperate plan

Julie's POVI barely slept.The healer’s wing bed was comfortable enough, but my mind refused to be quiet.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the ballroom lights spinning, felt the humiliating collapse, and heard Raynard’s irritated mutter: What the hell is wrong with her?By the time dawn came, I was already wide awake. Dr. Mara Voss returned with fresh coffee and a stack of blank medical forms. She looked as exhausted as I felt, her silver-streaked hair pulled into a tight bun and dark circles shadowing her sharp eyes.“Julie,” she said softly, closing the door behind her. “We need to talk before the alpha returns.”I pushed myself up against the pillows, my body still weak but my wolf stirring with faint, desperate hope. “You said weeks. How many, exactly?”Mara sat on the edge of the bed, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. “If we do nothing… three, maybe four weeks before your wolf slips into full dormancy. After that, shifting becomes impossible and healing slows. Eventually,

The Alpha's fury

Julie's POV My words hung in the air like a live grenade.He just kept looking at me like I'd spoken a strange language.I repeated myself again just to make sure he heard me. I just hoped my heavy breathing wouldn't give me out.“Raynard… I’m dying. And the only way I can survive the next two months is if you…..”“Yeah…yeah…I'm not deaf, I heard you the first time?” His voice cracked like thunder as he cut me short while coming closer to me. He snatched the forged medical reports from my trembling hands, scanning them with furious speed. “You’re what? Lunar Atrophy? What the fuck is that? Two Months? This is bullshit.”He slammed the papers down on the small table, the sound echoing off the walls. “Your father did this. That scheming bastard sold you to me for a council seat and now he’s found another way to twist the knife. An arranged marriage wasn’t enough, he has to curse my bloodline again!”I flinched, but he wasn’t finished. He paced the small room like a caged wolf, his broa

First Night

Julie's POV The Luna’s quarters felt heavier that evening, the air thick with anticipation and dread. After a tense dinner where Raynard had barely spoken two words to me, I retreated to the shower, hoping the hot water would soothe my frayed nerves and wash away the sting of his earlier dismissal.Steam billowed around me, fogging the marble walls and the large glass enclosure. I stood under the spray, letting it cascade over my bare skin, my hands moving mechanically with the soap.My mind, however, refused to be quiet. The forged diagnosis echoed in my thoughts—two months to live unless I mated with him repeatedly. My wolf was so weak, yet the mere idea of Raynard’s touch made her stir with desperate longing. I lathered soap over my arms, my breasts, my stomach, trying not to imagine his hands doing the same. But the images came anyway, unbidden and vivid.Then the bathroom door clicked open.I gasped, the soap slipping from my fingers as Raynard stepped inside without a single wo

The weight of blood

Julie's POV My phone felt heavy in my trembling hands as I sat on the edge of the bed, the silk robe still hanging loosely around my body. The dream refused to fade, the heat of Raynard’s tongue, the stretch of his fingers inside me, my own broken pleas echoing in my ears. My skin was still flushed, my core aching with unfulfilled need, and the air conditioning did nothing to cool the shame burning through me.I dialed my father’s number before courage failed me completely. The line rang once… twice…“Hello, Julie.”His voice was clipped, already laced with that familiar impatience that made my stomach drop.“Hey, Dad.”“Hey to you too.” He paused, and I could almost see him leaning back in his office chair, rubbing his temple the way he always did when I disappointed him. “Now what’s this nonsense I hear about you getting a divorce? Where did you learn that from, huh? Have you lost your mind completely?”I swallowed the lump in my throat, gripping the phone tighter. “Dad… it’s not

Defiant Flame

Julie's POV The next morning, I woke up with a cold, clear purpose burning in my chest.No more tears, no more begging. No more waiting for Raynard to decide whether I was worth touching. If my wolf was going to survive these two months, I would save her…. by hook or by crook. And if that meant reminding the men around me that I was not invisible, then so be it.So I dressed to kill.The deep crimson gown hugged every curve, the neckline plunging down my cleavage just enough to draw the eye, the fabric slit high up one thigh to reveal smooth, glowing skin with every step. My dark hair fell in soft waves, and I added a touch of bold red lipstick. For the first time in years, I looked like a Luna who knew her worth… not the forgotten wife hiding in the shadows.Word had spread that Alpha Mike Harlan of the Stormridge Pack was arriving today to discuss support for my father’s council election. Raynard had not invited me to the meeting. Why would he? But that didn’t stop me.I walked str

The Garden Interruption

Julie's POV The garden was way too quiet.The soft rustle of leaves and the distant trickle of water from the stone fountain did little to calm the restless energy humming beneath my skin. I sat on the wrought-iron bench beneath the arch of blooming roses, one leg crossed over the other. The high slit of my crimson dress fell open, exposing smooth, glowing thighs to the warm afternoon air. My heart still raced from the confrontation in Raynard’s office, but I refused to let it show. This was my choice and my rules now.I knew someone would come, the question was which one.“Careful, Luna… sitting out here alone like this is dangerous.”I didn’t turn immediately. I let his voice wash over me, let the moment stretch just enough to feel powerful before I slowly lifted my gaze.Alpha Mike Harlan leaned against the stone pillar at the garden entrance, his eyes already locked on me with undisguised hunger.I smiled faintly. “Dangerous?” I echoed softly. “I thought I was perfectly safe wi

Guilt and Ghosts

Julie's POV “What is it, Julie?” Raynard asked again, his voice was low and sharp, but I didn’t answer.I didn’t move, couldn't even breathe too loudly, I just let the silence stretch between us. My heart pounded, my wolf quivering weakly inside me, unsure and fragile.Raynard’s patience snapped. Before I could speak, he grabbed my phone from my hand, his fingers tight around it in a cold and possessive way. His steel-gray eyes scanned the screen, and the first words made his expression tighten“What the fuck is Voss writing?” he growled, his voice cracking with disbelief and rising anger. “This truly is a game, right? She’s the one inciting all these nonsense thoughts into you, making you let someone else touch you, isn’t it? He wasn't even done.You parading yourself in that dress, laughing at Mike’s compliments, letting him put his fucking hands on you… all so you could force my hand?”I stared at him, my chest aching with a mix of hurt and exhaustion. “What do you mean, Raynard

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