All Chapters of Wolfless Luna Rebirth: The Alpha King's Lethal Queen : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Lyra's POV The passion between us burned hotter with every position, bond pulsing like a wild heartbeat that connected our souls. Xavier lifted me effortlessly, his strong arms supporting my weight as he carried me toward the wall. The standing position felt adventurous and passionately intense. He leaned me back against the cool surface, my back pressing firmly while he held me close. I wrapped one leg around his waist, pulling him deeper as he thrust in and out with powerful strokes. Full-body contact made everything electric, his chest against mine, our skin slick with sweat.“Xavier... yes, like this,” I moaned, my arms around his neck. The mate bond flared brightly, our wolves reveling in the raw energy of being claimed so completely. He thrust steadily, the angle allowing deep penetration that made my breath catch. His hands gripped my thighs, holding me secure as he moved. The wall provided support for these quick, intense moments, our bodies pressed together in a heated dance

~Lyra's POV~We reached the northern facility in two hours and forty minutes.Xavier drove the last stretch himself, which he did when he needed to be doing something with his hands while he thought. I sat in the passenger seat with my phone and Soren's preliminary report and the particular quality of silence that means two people are processing the same problem from different angles and aren't done yet.The facility was a converted pack administrative building, solid and practical, repurposed after the battle as the holding and intelligence review site for Seraphine's custody and the network dismantling work. Three floors, good security infrastructure, upgraded after the estate's east corridor incident. We had considered it secure.The eastern wing was yellow-taped.The facility's head of security met us at the entrance. He had the expression of a man who had been awake since five in the morning looking at something he didn't have language for and was very relieved to hand the proble

~Xavier's POV~Twelve people had access to the information about Dara's arrest.I sat with that number for exactly as long as it took me to write it down and then I moved. Lyra had gone to Silvercrest with Brin and Holt as agreed. I was in my server room at Silverfang with the door locked and my personal device in my hand and nothing running on the main network.Twelve people. The two warriors who made the pickup. The dispatcher who coordinated the vehicle. Soren. Three analysts who had been in the server room during the operational briefing. My personal aide, Corin. Two senior warrior captains. My head of border intelligence. And Faye.The intercepted transmission had gone out eleven minutes after Dara was collected. That was the window.I pulled the door-access log for the secure server room. Physical keycard entry, timestamped. In the eleven-minute window between the pickup and the transmission, three people had been logged inside that room with confirmed access to the operational

~Lyra's POV~The old number called back in under two minutes.Not a text. A call. The phone buzzed in my hand while I was still standing on the balcony looking at the empty courtyard below, and I stared at the screen for exactly three seconds before I answered."Lyra."His voice. Unchanged. Low, unhurried, with the particular quality he had when he was saying something he'd already decided and was simply delivering it.I didn't say anything for a moment."Come to the courtyard," he said. "Alone. Five minutes."The line went dead.I stood there with the phone in my hand and the empty courtyard below me and the warm amber lights making everything look calmer than it was. Xavier was inside. I could hear him on a call through the open balcony door, coordinating the perimeter sweep, doing the right things in the right order.I should have told him immediately.I went downstairs instead.I told myself it was because I needed to confirm with my own eyes before this became a war. I needed to

~Lyra's POV~I called Silvercrest before Ivan's car had fully disappeared from the traffic feed.The phone rang once. Twice.Papa answered on the second ring. His voice was the particular evening version of it, slightly distracted, the tone of a man who had been reading and had put the book down to answer."Lyra.""Hi Papa," I said. My voice came out steady. I was actively making it steady. "How are you?"A brief pause, the kind that meant he was reading my tone. "Fine," he said. "I'm reviewing the pack ledgers. Your mother is in the garden." Another pause. "Is something wrong?""No, I was just thinking of you."He let that sit for a moment. He always knew when I was lying about the periphery of something while being technically accurate about the centre. "All right," he said, without challenging it. "Call me tomorrow. Properly.""I will. Good night, Papa."I ended the call.Xavier was watching me. "He answered.""He answered. Which means Ivan was testing how fast I move. He made th