Alle Kapitel von THE PROXY LUNA: Kapitel 41 – Kapitel 50

OLIVIA The heat was an ancient, terrifying beast that had completely hijacked Olivia’s body. Every nerve ending beneath her skin felt like a live wire, sparking with a desperate, throbbing hunger that made her vision blur. As she lay pinned to the massive mattress, her wrists bound securely to the dark wooden bedpost by thick silk ropes, a breathless whine escaped her lips. The feel of the friction of the soft silk rubbed against her chafing skin amplified the maddening itch between her thighs. She writhed restlessly, her back arching off the sheets as her hips tilted upward on pure, animalistic instinct. Her mind was a chaotic haze of memories from the sacred lake. She remembered the deafening symphony of hundreds of wolves howling in acceptance of her as their Luna, their wild voices vibrating straight through the earth and into her core. She had felt the crown settle onto her soul, but right now, she didn’t care about the pack or the throne. She only cared about the massive, to

VULCAN Vulcan watched her collapse against his chest, her small frame trembling violently as the final tremors of her second climax rippled through her body. He could feel her inner walls still pulsing tightly around his thick, swollen shaft, milking him of every last drop of his seed. He wrapped his massive arms around her, breathing in the scent of their combined sweat, sex, and vanilla heat. But as Paula’s breathing slowly began to even out, and her head grew heavy against his shoulder, Vulcan felt a dark, insatiable hunger rearing its head deep within his chest. Slowly, deliberately, Vulcan gripped her hips and rolled her off his chest. Paula let out a soft, exhausted whine as her back hit the messy sheets, her eyes half-closed. But Vulcan didn't give her a chance to drift away. He immediately shifted his massive weight, pinning her beneath him once again. "Vulcan..." she breathed, her voice a raspy whisper. "I'm so tired..." "No, you're not, little Princess," Vulcan growled

VULCAN Vulcan groaned, his eyes cracking open to the bright sunlight streaming through the balcony glass. He ran a hand over his face, surprised by how late it was. For someone who usually survived on barely two hours of sleep, he had slept like a corpse.That's the mate bond effect, Dak howled at the back of his mind, shaking his massive wolf head with pride.Vulcan groaned and rolled over, reaching out to pull Paula back into his chest. His hand hit cold, empty sheets.He bolted upright, his eyes scanning the massive bedroom. The bathroom door was wide open and empty, same with the closets. A sudden, violent wave of paranoia slammed into his chest, making his heart race. He threw the heavy furs off his legs, stood up, and quickly pulled on his black pajama trousers.He strode to the heavy oak door, ripping it open so hard the hinges groaned. The two guards standing outside instantly straightened, their faces turning pale as they looked at their furious Alpha."Where is the Luna?"

VULCAN The heavy oak doors of the council hall slammed shut, leaving a tense, ringing silence in the massive stone room. The elders and Alphas didn't move immediately; they stood in small clusters, whispering and casting uneasy glances toward the high throne.Vulcan leaned back in his carved wooden seat, his dark eyes sweeping over the lingering men. He rested his elbows on the armrests, his massive shoulders shifting under his tailored black military jacket."Do you have anything more you want to discuss?" Vulcan asked, his voice low, scraping, and heavy with Alpha command.The elders muttered amongst themselves, grumbling under their breaths, but none of them dared to speak up. "No, Alpha," one of the Lord Cormac finally grunted."Then you are dismissed. The sole purpose of this meeting was to introduce the Luna Queen and assign her her responsibilities. It is done."Lord Kieran was the first to step forward. A slick, annoying smile played on his lips as he bowed deeply to Vulcan.

PAULA Every single corner of the East Wing was buzzing. Everywhere Paula turned, groups of maids were huddled together in tight circles, their voices hushed but dripping with excitement."Did you hear? The Alpha kissed her right in her office, in front of everyone!""I heard he gave her the royal Luna seal. She even has authority over the West Wing guards now!""We need to get on her good side. The power shift in this packhouse changed overnight."Paula clenched her fists so hard her nails bit painfully into her palms. Her chest burned with a toxic mixture of jealousy and rage. Everyone is scrambling to suck up to Olivia now.“Enjoy your little spotlight while it lasts, Olivia,” Paula muttered silently, staring down the long hallway. “Because I am going to drag you down from that throne myself.”She smoothed down her apron and took a deep breath, preparing to go report for her usual duty as Olivia’s maid. But before she could take three steps, the heavy footsteps of the head maid ec