All Chapters of The Tribute Luna: A Year with the Enemy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Leona "Wow, you look stunning," said Emiliya as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. A royal-blue gown with a structured, sweetheart corset bodice. A multi-tiered tulle skirt that cascaded elegantly to the floor. My hair was swept back into a high, voluminous ponytail; smoky eyes and nude lipstick.Indeed, I looked good — and different from the usual bride.The majority of werewolves chose a white dress for the mating ceremony. Well, that was the humans' influence on our styles. I was a werewolf, and proud of it. And besides, white symbolized purity — and who was I trying to fool? So I'd chosen royal blue instead: the color of a warrior, not a blushing virgin bride. Let them whisper. I wasn't walking that carpet to be claimed. I was walking it to take a crown."Gari is waiting for me. Stellan will be here soon to take you to the hall for the ceremony," Emiliya said, then added in a hushed tone, her eyes shining, "Gari and I are going on a date tomorrow night. But shh — don't tell

Leona"Go ahead and eat. I have just a few things to take care of," Stellan said, moving toward his study with a gloomy expression.I rolled my eyes at his back. Yeah, our mating wasn't real — but at least on our mating day he could have had the decency to set his work aside and spend time with me, even just as friends. This changes nothing, I reminded myself. A year. A contract. A countdown already ticking under all the crimson carpets and crowns. No point letting a single gloomy face crack something I'd promised to walk away from.Alma whimpered in my head, disappointed too, and I stomped toward the kitchen.I wasn't truly hungry, and I didn't even have a sweet tooth — which was exactly why it made no sense when my hands moved on their own, yanking open the freezer and pulling out a large tub of ice cream. My whole body wanted cold. Wanted something to fill it, to cool it. I didn't question it. I just settled at the counter with a big spoon.The first spoonful melted on my tongue an

StellanLeona had heard me talking to Dayana. I needed to clear the air. But Garrison and Brian were already walking into my study, and after them, the meetings ran back to back to the end of the day. The conversation would have to wait."Damn it, Alpha. You lucky bastard." Brian dropped into the chair across from me, grinning. "Your Luna isn't just smoking hot and a badass warrior — she's sharp with the ledgers, too." His eyes found the red marks on my neck. "And wild, apparently."Skoll puffed his chest like Brian had handed him a trophy. I said nothing. I knew all of it. That was the problem. Every word was true, but she was not mine to keep."I'd prefer you didn't speak about my mate that way." It came out lower than I meant it to. Brian's eyes went wide. I'd never snapped at him before."Easy, you possessive animal." Garrison, smoothing it over. Then, quieter: "Jokes aside — she's incredible. Even your mother praises her, and you know how rare that is. So why haven't you marked h

Leona My jaw dropped the moment we arrived at the resort. Stellan had reserved a three-bedroom villa with a private pool and beach access, and the resort itself was like a small romantic city — restaurants, bars, clubs, and parks all on its grounds. I stared at an exotic pink flower the size of my head and started flipping through the activity booklet I'd grabbed off a table. Strong arms wrapped around me from behind, and Stellan pressed a kiss to my shoulder. "Penny for your thoughts," he teased. "Nothing special. Just seeing what there is to do," I said calmly — as if his hands on me weren't already lighting a fire I'd have to pretend later I hadn't felt. "I've got a couple of ideas," he murmured against my ear, his hands sliding down to brush my stomach. "So do I." I turned and pointed at the page. "Swimming with dolphins. Diving the coral reefs. And tomorrow morning, the whales." Stellan's face fell. "At four a.m.? Are you serious?" "It's the best time to see them. Or wha

Leona"You must be Stellan's Luna," Sybilla beamed, moving toward me. I was rooted to the spot, unable even to blink, as she took my hand in both of hers like we were old friends. Her skin was warm — unnaturally so, a low heat that hummed against mine, as if something lived just under it. "I don't know how I'll ever repay you for what you've done for us. I'm truly grateful — for all your support, for standing by Stellan and holding my place while I was away."I had never in my life been at a loss for words, but now my throat went dry, and I couldn't speak. There was no mockery in her voice, no bitter undertone. She meant it. Every single word. Her sincerity caught me completely off guard. I knew how to handle bullies, sly foxes, snakes in the grass — but how was I supposed to handle a woman who genuinely believed I'd stood by her beloved's side out of nothing but a contract and a kind heart?She didn't know me. I didn't possess that kind of heart. But that not-so-pure heart was bleedi