บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire Alpha's Sea Luna: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Serena's POV "Where have you been?!" Cole stormed down the snowy pathway toward where I was still standing frozen, his towering frame cutting through the white vapor. "Cole... I—I was just looking for the bathroom," I stammered, my voice trembling as I tried to force my features into a mask of calm. "How could you possibly be looking for the bathroom all the way out here?!" he demanded, his eyes narrowing sharply as he stopped inches away from me. "Wait a minute..." Cole suddenly tilted his head, his chest expanding as he aggressively sniffed the crisp alpine air. "What is that smell? It smells intensely of burning firewood and soil." "I... I don't know," I lied, my heart violently hammering against my ribs. "There were a few other resort guests out here on the path when I first walked out." "This isn't the scent of some ordinary person," Cole growled, his jaw locking tight as his wolf instincts flared. "That scent belongs to an Alpha. It's an incredibly strong, dominant signat

Serena's POV "It's okay, Alpha is coming too," I lied, my voice steady despite the adrenaline surging through my veins. ​I leaned back against the passenger side, pretending to wait, throwing a convincing look of exasperation toward the cabin door. "Could you go check on him, Ivan? I'm not sure what's stalling him." ​I discreetly shifted my gaze to the driver's side. The keys were dangling right there in the Jeep's ignition, glistening in the dim twilight. ​Ivan hesitated for a fraction of a second before nodding. "Yes, Luna. I will check." ​He turned and began jogging back toward the cabin. Across the yard, a few other pack guards were patrolling the perimeter, their eyes scanning the treeline, completely unaware. ​The moment Ivan’s back was turned, I seized the chance. ​I darted around the front of the vehicle, ripped open the driver's side door, threw my suitcase inside, and jumped in. My fingers slammed against the ignition key, cranking it hard. The heavy engine roared to

Serena's POV At dinner time, Olga returned to the guest chambers to collect me. Refusing to wear the silk nightgown a second longer, I dug through the wardrobe and pulled on one of the heavy winter skirts left inside, pairing it with a thick, fitted cable-knit sweater. ​When I was led downstairs, the grand dining room was completely empty. I sat entirely alone at the massive timber table, the heavy silence of the fortress pressing against my ears. ​A few moments later, the heavy doors swung open. Viktor strode into the room, accompanied by a beautiful blonde female wolf. They moved together with an unsettling familiarity, taking their seats directly opposite me. ​"This is Milena," Viktor said smoothly, a dark, mocking smirk playing on his lips. ​Milena gave a compliant nod in my direction. I didn't respond. I sat in stony silence, the white-hot frustration and anger boiling over inside my chest. Being trapped in this remote, isolated mountain castle was driving me mad; I wante

​Cole's POV ​"You mustn't go, Alpha!" Sergei pleaded, half-rising from the table with his hands raised in desperate appeal. "You will not be successful in getting your Luna back. He has an elite pack-you wouldn't make it past the castle gates. Please, we are working on it. We will get her back to you, but you must trust us!" "He is right, Cole," Nikolai said, his deep voice heavy with stark truth. "We know you are a very strong and powerful Alpha. If it were a one-on-one fight between you and Viktor, there is no doubt you would have the advantage. But on your own-even if we provided you with our pack-we would be no match for his army on their own turf." I held back the anger and frustration, my jaw clenching so hard a muscle twitched in my cheek. Every fiber of my being screamed to rip this coffee shop apart, but the hard truth in Nikolai's eyes grounded me. ​Sergei leaned in, his gaze steady and unforgiving. "If you want to see your Luna again, you do this on our terms. I c

Serena's POV His brown eyes lit up with a silvery grey around the pupils, as if sparks of electricity were flowing through his body. ​"You are pregnant," he repeated his baritone dropping into a low, deadly register. ​I cowered away, refusing to make eye contact. ​"Maybe I'll tear that pup out of you and impregnate you with my own offspring!" he roared. ​I took a deep breath, forced my spine straight, and looked him dead in the eye. "You do anything to my pup, and you can count yourself a dead man walking!" "​Ooh, I thoroughly like this little fire in you, chérie... it is an absolute turn-on," he said, letting out a low, dark chuckle that sent a shiver straight down my spine. Slowly, deliberately, he slid his heavy hands back over the fabric of my robe, resting them flat against my stomach. ​"Or maybe I can keep this pup," he mused. "We can test him to see if your Sea Mere traits passed on. We can see if your children inherit your abilities, and if they do, we'll put them to