Semua Bab The Human Luna: Claimed Too Late: Bab 1 - Bab 5

MALIA’S POV“You cheated on your mate?”The question didn’t just land between us. It settled there, heavy and certain.For the first time since it happened, the reality of what I’d done rang loudly in my head. It should’ve pulled some kind of reaction from me.But I didn’t flinch.I didn’t even look up from my coffee.Instead, I watched the thin swirl of cream dissolve slowly into the dark liquid, pretending it deserved more attention than this conversation.“That’s a bold accusation,” I said evenly.Across from me, Verna leaned back in her chair. I didn’t need to look up to know her sharp eyes were fixed on me.“Is it?” she mused.I finally lifted my gaze.As expected, there was no curiosity in her expression. Verna never asked questions unless she already knew the answer.I should’ve shut this conversation down the second it drifted away from pack business and toward my personal life.That was my mistake.I set the spoon down with a soft clink. “I didn’t cheat.”One brow arched slig

MALIA’S POV“Why… do you smell like another Alpha?”The question doesn’t just land, it cuts… deeper than anything.I sprayed the special perfume; he shouldn’t be able to tell any scent on me, or did I spray the wrong one?“Malia…”I don’t answer.I don’t move.Because anything I do right now—anything at all—will give me away.Emil’s grip tightens around my hands, not enough to hurt, but enough to remind me who he is.“Answer me.” His voice is dangerously low, making it worse.He steps closer again, closing the distance I created earlier, his presence pressing in without actually touching me this time.“Who Is he?” he asks.I force my face into something neutral, “No one. I’ve been using a different perfume. That’s what you must’ve perceived.”His gaze sharpens.“This scent isn’t ‘some new perfume’ Malia.”My pulse pounds, but I don’t let it show. “You’re imagining things.”A small, humorless exhale leaves him.“You’re lying to me.”My chest tightens, but I hold his gaze. “And you’re r

MALIA’S POV Morning sunlight spilled through the curtains, warm against my skin. For a second, I forgot everything. The tension. The accusations. Draven. Then the weight around my waist tightened slightly, dragging me back to reality. Emil. I stiffened. His face was buried against the crook of my neck, breathing slow and heavy like sometime during the night exhaustion finally dragged him under. One of his arms was wrapped tightly around me, almost possessive. Like he was scared I’d disappear if he loosened his grip. The memory hit me immediately. Can we just stay like this… just for tonight? I swallowed hard. Last night, I’d been too tired to argue. Too emotionally drained to fight him off again. Now, in the clear light of morning, everything felt awkward. Wrong. Carefully, I tried to move away. Emil stirred almost instantly. His grip tightened before slowly loosening again as he lifted his head. His hazel eyes met mine, tired in a way I’d never seen before. For a