All Chapters of The Alpha's lost Luna: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

AFTER THE EVENTANNIE’S POVThe penthouse was way too quiet when I returned.I stepped out of the elevator, my heels clinking against the floor. The red dress still clung to my body, and the memory of Karin’s breath against my ear refused to leave me. “Go home.” Two simple words, but the way he had said them, in that low, and almost rough voice still sent a shiver down my spine.Mira appeared almost immediately, as if she had been waiting.“You’re back early,” she said with a warm smile. Her eyes moved over the dress, then to my face. “How was the dinner?”“It was… fine,” I answered, not knowing how else to describe it. “A lot of people were there. And they stared. A lot.”She chuckled softly and took my small clutch from my hands. “That’s expected. You’re the woman Alpha Voss chose. People will stare for a while.” She paused, then added gently, “You looked beautiful tonight.”“Thank you, Mira.” I said quietly.I walked further into the living area and stopped near the large windows

THE NEXT MOVELINA’S POVThe phone hit the wall with a sharp crack.I stood there breathing hard, staring at the broken screen on the floor. Karin had hung up on me. He had actually hung up on me while I was telling him the truth about Annie. That cold, arrogant bastard had defended her. He had called her his fiancée and warned me not to speak about her that way.My hands were shaking.I let out a frustrated scream and kicked the nearest chair, sending it scraping across the floor. My wolf was furious, clawing under my skin, demanding blood. Preferably Annie’s.“That little bitch,” I muttered under my breath. “She thinks she’s won.”I paced the length of my room, my heels clicking angrily against the floor. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Karin standing in that dining room, publicly choosing Annie over me. I saw the way he looked at her. It should have been me.I stopped in front of the mirror and stared at my reflection. My makeup was still perfect. My blonde hair was still flawle

NIGHTMARESKARIN’S POVI stood in the middle of my bedroom long after I had walked away from Annie, my fist still faintly aching from where I had punched the wall. The question she asked kept repeating in my head like a blade dragging across old wounds.Your mate that died… when did she die? Was there any trait that made her the perfect Luna?How dare she.How dare she ask about Myra as if it were something casual, something she had the right to know. The anger burned hot under my skin, mixing with something darker and more painful. Kaelan was restless, torn between the fresh claim he felt toward Annie and the old grief that still lived in both of us.I dragged a hand down my face and sat on the edge of the bed.How did she even know about Myra?Very few people in this city still spoke her name around me. Most had learned years ago that it was a subject best left untouched. Victor shouldn’t have known enough to tell her. Lina shouldn’t have either. Yet Annie had asked the question wit

SISTERLY MEETINGANNIE’S POVI almost didn’t go.For a long time after Lina’s call, I sat on the edge of the bed staring at my phone, replaying her words over and over. We need to meet. There’s something you should hear before you get any deeper into this fantasy you’re living. Everything about it felt like a trap. Lina never asked to meet unless she wanted something or unless she wanted to hurt me.But ignoring her had never made her go away before. And I was curious to hear what she wanted to say. I'll probably be her telling me to leave Karin.I changed into a simple blouse and jeans, pulled my hair back, and left the penthouse before I could change my mind. I had wanted to inform Karin but I thought against it. I should probably leave him alone with what happened yesterday.Mira asked where I was going as I headed toward the elevator. I only told her I needed some air. She watched me a little too carefully, but she didn’t stop me or press for more.The café Lina chose was in a qu

THE TUG AND DENIALKARIN’S POVThe meeting room on the forty-second floor of Voss International was filled with the voices of the board members and the sound of papers being turned. I sat at the head of the long table, listening as one of the directors explained the latest numbers from the eastern branch. My expression stayed calm. My answers stayed short. From the outside, nothing looked wrong.Inside, something felt off.A sudden tug pulled tight in my chest.It was sharp enough to make my fingers still against the table for half a second. Kaelan stirred immediately, restless and alert. The sensation was not pain exactly. It was more like a pull. It was deep, urgent, and impossible to ignore. For a moment my focus slipped away from the report in front of me.I forced myself to breathe evenly and pushed the feeling down.Not now.I returned my attention to the meeting and asked a question about the projected losses in a calm voice. The director answered quickly. The discussion contin