บททั้งหมดของ The Runaway Luna's Daughter : บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Cora's moans filled the room like music, her body pulsating under Ferguson's every touch. He took her lips in his, making her moans his own. His hands traced her waistline slowly, holding them possessively to himself. His eyes stared into hers. “I've missed you,” he said, his voice a low whisper.“Then show me. Show me how much you've missed me.” Her mouth parted. A gasp escaped as his hand slipped between her thighs.He kissed her again. His kisses weren’t tender—they demanded. They remembered. Roughly. Deeply. His lips trailed from her mouth to her neck vigorously, his loins on fire.Cora held onto him, her hands wrapped around his neck. She could feel his member pushing against her seeking release.Her head tilted, eyes closed. She felt his breath against her neck. Hot. Desperate. Hungry. Lust radiated off him like heat from flame.His hands found her zip. He pulled it down then slid the dress down her shoulders. His eyes lingered on her bosom. He traced a finger down the middle

"Orchid," Zonda spat out, the spite heavy in his voice. He glared at her, the spark in his eyes darkening with each passing second, the hostile stare more intense than burning fire. The apprehension hung in the air; so heavy its weight bore down on everyone. Everyone except her."Come on now, don't be all feisty," she cooed. She seemed to relish the Alpha's rage. "We were all good as one big, happy family, weren't we, my Lord?" she whined.She slipped a ring off her finger. A soft wind blew around her with a whoosh. She shifted before their eyes taking her true form—the cunning and deceitful, beautiful witch. It was then it all came to Luca. The constant folding of hands across the table during dinner had seemed weird but he had decided to let it go. She had been hiding the ring.Ferguson's glow darkened as the growl reverberated in his throat, his rage consuming his entire being. "Get her!"The warriors swung into action immediately coming at Orchid aggressively, growling as they

“What's up Lu Lu?” Elisha pushed the door shut.“Don't ever call me that,” Luca glanced over his shoulders. “Not if you want to live long enough to see your pups.”Elisha laughed.“Lu…”“I mean it,” Luca cut him off. “Don't.”The glint shone in Elisha's eyes. The mischievous glint. Luca lunged at him. He dodged out of his way. A stool clattered on the floor as he stumbled over it.“Do it again and you may not live to see the festival.“What should we do this time?” Elisha asked, rubbing his smarting shin. His weight sank into the sofa.“First things first…”“Shopping?”“Look who's using his brains. You must be so proud of yourself.” “When?” Elisha ignored his tease.“Now.” He slipped into a shirt. “Spontaneity is the spice of life.”“I believe ‘variety’ is the word you're looking for.”“Whatever,” he croaked. He accessed the mind link. “Noah?”He led the way to the garage, Elisha tailing him. The garage gate rolled open as an omega opened it. “Have you seen Noah?” he asked him. “

They say a wolf truly gets to know pain when his mate dies—when the bond that holds them together is severed. Or when by some cruel twist of fate, he loses his wolf and has to live out the rest of his life wolfless. He goes from being one of the strongest beings to ever exist; from an apex predator to being nothing. From being a notable member of the pack to a wolfless omega. A worthless piece of junk cast aside. His nightmares have just begun.The intensity of the whooshing wind rising from beneath the cliff sent cold chills into Luca's body as he stood there. His eyes stared down at the valley that spread 2000ft below, its grassland snaking through the hills that decked the grassland. His hands balled into fists as his eyes glazed, surveying the large expanse of land down below, his bare chested body heaving like the push and pull of the tides. His head tilted gently as he listened.The band of deer that drank from the riverbank below pranced about playfully, oblivious of the dan

“Don't wander too far,” Laura called cheeringly from the kitchen, the foreboding tone in her voice gone now.“It’s just a stroll,” Jenine called back. “I won't be out long,” she said walking out the front door.“Holla if you need me. I'll hear you.”“Alright, rub it in,” she muttered.She and Laura hadn't really said a word to each other since she mentioned Elisha's name to her. She needed the stroll to clear her head. The awkwardness that hung in the house like mist needed time to evaporate.The dry leaves crackled under her feet as her shoes crushed them, walking deeper into the woods. She stayed close to the road. “Even if something were to happen, Laura will get to me quickly if I scream,” she thought as her eyes darted around, taking in her surroundings. She had come to trust her maybe way too much. The deeper she walked, the less conscious of her surroundings she got. It was almost like the woods called her to itself, its pull strong on her. So strong she couldn't resist it.