All Chapters of THE PROXY LUNA: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Olivia Olivia tossed and turned on the heavy mattress, her skin cold with sweat. Her mind raced with endless worst-case scenarios while the last few drops of fluid dripped from the IV bag into her vein.Just as the line ran empty, the heavy wooden doors clicked open. Trisha slipped inside, her doe eyes darting around nervously before she quietly shut the door behind her.Olivia sat up instantly, carefully pulling the IV needle out of her arm and pressing a tissue against the faint drop of blood. "Trisha! What did Kieran say? Will he meet me tonight?"Trisha hurried to the side of the bed, her eyes widening in fear. “My lady! Why did you pull it out without a doctor?”Olivia rolled her eyes. “I'm fine, Trisha. Just tell me what Kieran said and I'll be even better.”Trisha hesitated a bit, still eyeing the spot where the IV needle was once inside before bringing her face closer to Olivia, her voice barely a whisper. "Lord Kieran said you won't be allowed to step out freely tonight, Lun

Paula Paula sat back on a plush velvet armchair inside Lady Anna’s lavish guest suite. She raised a crystal goblet to her lips, taking a long, slow sip of expensive red wine.Lady Anna had personally ordered the servants to bathe her in warm, scented water, oil her skin, and dress her in royal silk gowns while they waited for Vulcan’s official decision. The smooth silk felt intoxicating against her skin. Absolute ecstasy rushed through her veins.Finally! She squealed. A treatment befitting someone like me! Two young maids were kneeling near the vanity, tidying up the glass bottles of perfumes and oils. They glanced at Paula, smiling nervously. Just a few days ago, they had been scrubbing floors alongside her as fellow servants."You look so breathtaking, Olivia," one of the maids said, giggling softly as she adjusted a golden ribbon on the dress. "Honestly, we couldn't believe it when Lady Anna said you were the lost bride all along! We used to share stale bread in the servants' qu

Vulcan Vulcan walked back into the packhouse, his skin covered in a thin layer of sweat from his long wolf run in the forest. He deliberately avoided the stairs leading up to his grand suite. He didn't trust himself to control himself with Paula right now. One look at her and he might cancel the council meeting and apologize to his mother.Pulling out his phone, he dialed Liam."Bring a clean set of my clothes down to your quarters," Vulcan ordered, his deep voice heavy with exhaustion."Wait, Alpha, shouldn't you come back to your room…" Liam started to protest."I don't have time to argue, Liam. Just bring the clothes," Vulcan snapped and hung up before his Beta could utter another word.Standing in the hallway outside Liam's room, Vulcan couldn't help but glance at the door right next to it. Maeve was locked inside that room. He sighed heavily, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he looked down the long corridor. At the far end, two armed guards stood at rigid attention outside the

Olivia The sky outside was fast becoming dark. Olivia had less time to leave Vulcan’s room before he returned. Olivia pulled a soft dark bag from under the bed, her hands trembling as she stuffed a few basic clothes inside. She paused, reaching into Vulcan's closet to grab his heavy black hoodie. She pulled it over her head, swaddled in his pine-and-rain scent.I feel so dizzy, Yara murmured weakly in her head, her wolf spirit swaying.I feel it too, Olivia thought back, holding the edge of the dresser to steady herself. Maybe it's because I haven't eaten anything since breakfast.She turned to Trisha, who was frantically helping her fold a small cloak. "Trisha, please get me something to eat. My stomach feels completely hollow.""Right away, Luna!" Trisha whispered, slipping out the door.Ten minutes later, Trisha returned carrying a tray loaded with warm pancakes, fluffy waffles, and a glass of milk. The sweet smell filled the room. Olivia sat at the small table and took a big bit

Kieran Kieran sat in the back seat of his sleek black sedan, leaning his head against the cool glass window. He pulled back his coat sleeve and glanced at his watch.It was past ten o'clock at night.Those sleazy old bastards in the council wasted so much of my time, Kieran thought, his jaw tightening in annoyance.He wondered if the real Olivia had managed to sneak out of the packhouse or if she had given up. He secretly hoped she had taken the initiative to head back to her quarters for the night. The last thing he needed was Vulcan tearing his private estate apart in a bloody search for his mate.The sedan took a sharp turn, passing through the grand iron gates of Kieran's secluded estate. The tires crunching on the gravel driveway was the only sound breaking the silence of the dark estate. Cain parked near the main entrance, stepped out, and clicked his radio to clock off for the night.Kieran opened his door and stepped out into the crisp night air. He buttoned his dark suit jac