All Chapters of Rejected Luna of The Cursed Alpha: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

"But that is precisely the reason, isn't it?" Draven's voice came through the heated discussion. His dark, unshifting eyes were piercing into Kael, showing me the real reason for his stubbornness.Draven took himself off the window sill and moved closer, slowly crossing the chamber with the dangerous grace of the predator. He did not shift, but the strong Alpha energy rolled off him like a cloud, filling the solar with the thin, electrified atmosphere."You care more about the appearance of your packhouse than the survival of the boy," Draven said harshly. "If you move Leo to Valemont, the Eclipse Order will be able to determine his coordinates in a couple of days. They have informants in every human and shifter trading point. But here, behind the concealing wards of the sanctuary, his bloodline resonance is protected. Moving him across the territory is an invitation for an ambush.""I did not ask for your opinion, Draven!" Kael snarled, shifting his stance. The wolf inside of him sta

The heavy iron door slammed shut, the dull thud of the deadbolt ringing through the narrow corridor, effectively quelling the last, raspy chuckles of the prisoner.Kael stood motionless at the base of the spiral staircase, flexing the knuckles of his blood-stained hand. His muscles tensed under his leather tunic, the cords along his neck standing in stark contrast against the tan skin. The mentioning of the Northern Spire, the ritual, and the threat hanging over our son seemed to hit a very primitive nerve in him.Judging by the look on his face, he could have easily torn the iron-plated door apart with his bare hands to beat Patrick into submission, silencing the insane fanatic forever."I won't crack," Kael growled, his rough hand passing through his disheveled dark hair. "Half a century of hunting your lineage has made his brain as hard as stone. Our interrogators would skin him alive, and that lunatic would still be smiling and reciting his false prophesies until his lungs stopped

The climb to the top of the frozen ravine was slow and torturous thanks to the vicious cold of the mountain wind. Basalt cliffs stretched on either side of the narrow way like two vertical walls, shutting out any sunlight and filling our surroundings with a constant freezing darkness. Volcanic dust mixed with the icy glacial surface underfoot.A vanguard of twenty warriors; one half of them were Draven's royal sentries and another half veterans from Valemont, surrounded our path with drawn weapons and wary eyes.Kael walked a few steps ahead of everyone else. His huge war-axe was firmly grasped in his massive hands. For each step upward, his walk became more labored. I could sense the change in the air; the magic of the world was being suffocated by the First Age minerals in the rock, making Kael's wolf restless and uneasy. His mouth was so tight that I could see his neck muscles twitch from time to time. The beast inside him was trying to claw its way out of the invisible prison.Dra

Our descent from the Ashen Peaks was completed under the oppressive silence that weighed on us more heavily than the biting wind.The Tear of Elyra lay against my collarbone, resting under the bulk of the wool tunic I wore, heavy, hard, and humming quietly in rhythm with my pulse. Though the blizzard of a thousand screaming minds was blocked behind the psychological barriers I had erected with Draven's help, now tightly shut within the gates of white stone, the world was no longer silent. Even with the gates closed, I could feel the emotional topography of my surroundings in the same way a blind person could feel heat, atmospheric shifts, the faint ripples of intent, and the bright colors of each and every living soul in our procession.Kael led our contingent, fifty feet ahead of our group. He sat in the saddle with perfect, rigid posture, staring ahead at the southern road. His broad, muscular shoulders were set against the gray rain that started to fall as we descended from the pin

It felt as though he filled me in one single continuous push, making my spine arch against the scent of the pine tree branch. My body convulsed, torn apart by a scream that rose from deep in my throat as his cock stretched me wide, entering in its entirety and pressing his pelvis to mine. This feeling was absolutely perfect, hot, heavy, and utterly wonderful. I could actually feel how his cock pulsed in me and how my walls quivered around that amazing sensation of being fully filled.He paused for one heartbeat, forehead pressed against mine, breathing heavily. Golden flecked eyes stared at my face as if trying to commit to memory each and every flicker of my face, reflecting my pleasure. "Aria…" My name escaped him as a prayer and a curse at once. Then he started moving.Slowly at first, and deliberately, deep, careful turns of his hips dragged every inch of his body inside me, the sounds of our connection mingling with the roaring of the storm and the crackle of the fire. Every tim