All Chapters of The Luna Is Not Dead: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

SeleneThe silence between us didn’t just linger; it suffocated.I stared at Alaric, my heart beating wildly fast. Every instinct I had honed over years of survival screamed at me to put distance between us, to pull up the mental shields I’d spent months carefully building. But looking into his dark, intense, and stripped-of-his-usual-ruthless-composure eyes, the distance felt impossible.“Say something, Selene,” he murmured, his voice lower than usual, carrying a rough edge that cut straight through the quiet of the room.I swallowed hard, forcing my voice to stay steady. “What do you want us to be? Lovers?”“Wouldn't that be great?” he asked.My eyes widened. ”Isn’t that too early… too sudden?”He leaned in closer, looming over me on the mattress. He didn’t press his weight down completely, but his presence alone seemed to command every inch of the space between us. “Is it really that sudden?”“Crossing that line means changing everything between us,” I replied, shifting back agains

Selene Max wasn’t stopping. He was going to strip me bare in front of everyone. I was already panicking while I still struggled. Without thinking, my hand shot out across the table and grabbed a steak knife. I didn’t hesitate. I didn’t think about the fucking consequences.I drove the blade straight into the back of Max’s hand.Max let out a sharp, agonized roar, his grip instantly shattering as he pulled his bleeding hand backward. He stumbled back, dark blood dripping onto the white tablecloth.I didn’t wait to see Elias’s reaction or hear Sophia’s sharp gasp. I yanked my mask firmly back over my face, turned away, and bolted out of the dining room before anyone could move.My heart hammered in my ears as I ran up the stairs, my lungs burning, the heels of my shoes slapping loudly against the floor. I burst into my bedroom, slammed the heavy door shut, and turned the lock with trembling hands.Sinking against the door, I slid down to the floor, pulling my knees tight to my chest a

SeleneEventually, we went back up to his hotel room. It was a huge, luxurious room, beautifully decorated. I could even see the city from the windows. Maria’s room was directly on the floor below his, and Alaric had personally made sure she was safely settled in before bringing me up here.Alaric walked over to the edge of the space and pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it onto a chair. I sat on the edge of the soft king-sized bed, my eyes glued to the firm, sculpted muscles of his back.My mind was spinning. The thoughts just wouldn't leave my head— the way his voice had echoed through the lobby when he corrected my cover name, the way he had so fiercely introduced me as his Luna, even making sure Maria knew my real name.However, I was quite worried. I couldn't keep silent any longer. "Why did you do that?" I asked softly.Alaric turned around, looking down at me with a heavy, unreadable expression. "You mean why I left the pack house?"He let out a low exhale, running a hand

SeleneHe exhaled like a man granted something sacred, then kissed me once, slow and deep and possessive, before moving down my body again. His lips traced a burning path over my collarbone, between my breasts, and across my stomach. Every kiss left my skin tight and aching. When he reached the soft skin just above my mound, he looked up at me one last time, his eyes black with hunger, then lowered his mouth.The first drag of his tongue through my folds was devastating.A sharp, broken gasp tore from my throat. My hips jerked involuntarily. Alaric’s large hands clamped down on my thighs, spreading me wider, holding me open for him. He licked again, slowly and gently, from entrance to clit, and a helpless moan spilled out of me, higher and needier than before.“Alaric—”He didn’t answer with words. He answered with his mouth. He sealed his lips around my clit and sucked, tongue flicking in tight, relentless circles. Pleasure shot up my spine like lightning. My fingers flew to his shor

AlaricThe morning light was already streaming through the curtains when I woke up. Selene was still sound asleep beside me, her white hair a mess across the pillows. For the first time in weeks, my head felt completely quiet. No heavy chest, no constant edge. Just her, fast asleep in my arms.When she finally stirred and opened her eyes, she didn't flinch or look uncertain. She just smiled.I ordered breakfast up to the suite, and the room service guy pushed in a cart stacked with coffee, fresh fruit, and pastries. Sitting right in the middle was a small, frosted cake the hotel had sent up.We sat across from each other, eating in a silence that actually felt comfortable for once.She was mid-bite into a piece of fruit when I looked at the cake, then back at her. Without thinking too much about it, I scraped a little bit of the white frosting onto my index finger."Selene," I said."Yeah?" She looked up, completely oblivious.I reached across the table and swiped it right onto the ti