Semua Bab The Cursed Alpha's Substitute Luna : Bab 111 - Bab 120

GRAYSON'S POV My desk was covered with reports, border patrols, supply logs, updates on Liora’s movements, and scattered notes from the healers about the injured pup. The papers were scattered across the polished wood like a battlefield of their own, each one a reminder of how fragile the peace we’d fought for really was. I sat at the head of the table, fingers drumming against the wood as Niel and three of my top warriors gave their updates. My wolf was restless inside me, pacing with a low growl that wouldn’t settle. The bond with Inara hummed with a faint discomfort I couldn’t ignore, even as I tried to focus.Niel pointed to the large map spread out in front of us, his finger tracing the eastern border. “The eastern border has been quiet since the attack,” he said, his voice steady but cautious. “We’ve increased patrols along the treeline and set up additional watch points near the river crossing. No sign of Liora’s group returning yet, but we found tracks leading south toward

INARA'S POVGrayson looked up at me with those dark, hungry eyes, his mouth still hovering over my breast where the fabric of my gown was now damp from his tongue. My nipples ached, tight and sensitive, and every little breath I took sent sparks racing straight down between my legs. I was still straddling his lap, or at least I had been until he stood up with me in his arms like I weighed nothing. Now my back was against the edge of his heavy wooden desk, papers scattered around us like they didn’t matter at all.“Grayson…” I whispered, my voice already shaky. My fingers stayed tangled in his hair, not sure if I wanted to pull him closer or push him away because the bond was pulsing so hard between us it made my head spin.He didn’t answer with words. Instead, that wicked little smirk I loved so much tugged at his lips as he slowly dropped to his knees right there in front of me. The Alpha of our pack, my big, powerful, grumpy mate, on his knees for me. The sight alone made my wolf

INARA'S POVI couldn’t stop smiling as Grayson helped me smooth down my gown, his big hands gentle but still lingering like he couldn’t quite bear to stop touching me. My legs still felt a little shaky from everything he’d just done to me, but my heart was so full it almost hurt. The bond between us glowed warm and steady, wrapping around my soul like the safest blanket in the world. For a few precious minutes, the threats from Liora, the pack’s doubts, and the sharp little pains in my stomach all felt far away.“You look thoroughly loved,” Grayson murmured, his voice low and satisfied as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. His silver eyes sparkled with that mix of possessiveness and pure adoration that always made my knees weak.I laughed softly, reaching up to fix the collar of his shirt where I’d grabbed it earlier. “And whose fault is that, hmm? My big strong Alpha can’t keep his hands — or his mouth, to himself for more than five minutes.”He grinned, that rare, cro

INARA'S POVMorning light filtered softly through the curtains, painting our chambers in gentle golds and pinks. I woke up first, like I often did these days, nestled safely against Grayson's side.His arm was still draped heavily over my waist, holding me close even in sleep. I smiled sleepily, taking a moment just to watch him, my strong, handsome mate, lashes resting against his cheeks, breathing steady.But then I remembered last night. I pressed the back of my hand gently to his forehead. He was still warmer than he should be, though not as frighteningly hot as before. The fever hadn't broken completely. Worry tugged at my chest, but I pushed it down. He needed rest and care, not me hovering anxiously.Carefully, I slipped out of bed, replacing my spot with an extra pillow so he wouldn't wake up missing me. I threw on a simple robe and padded quietly out of the room. The pack house was just starting to stir, distant sounds of warriors training, omegas preparing the main hall. I

GRAYSON'S POVThe eastern border clearing felt too quiet. The usual sounds of the forest were muted, like even nature was holding its breath. Liora stood a careful distance away, flanked by only a few of her followers. No visible weapons. No rogues charging forward. She looked... composed. Almost serene. It set every instinct I had on edge.I crossed my arms over my chest, my wolf pacing restlessly inside me. The low fever still burned under my skin, but it was nothing compared to the cold anger settling in my gut. This woman had destroyed our alliance, run off with a rogue, attacked my pack, and hurt innocents. And now she wanted to "talk"?"Speak," I growled, voice low and hard. "You have one minute before I decide your presence here is another act of war."Liora took a small step forward, her hands clasped in front of her like some picture of remorse. "Grayson... Alpha. I know I don't deserve your time after everything that's happened. I was foolish. Angry. I ran because I was sc