All Chapters of The Luna He Was Forbidden To Love: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Yvaine's POVDaughter?My head snapped toward the speaker. His expression was calm, almost indifferent, the complete opposite of the shock on my face, studying me with quiet ownership.“What?” I whispered.“You’re taking her nowhere,” Grandmother answered, voice steady despite the anger. She pushed a small pile of photographs across the table. “These prove nothing.”My hand left my grandmother’s shoulder and slowly picked up one of the photos.It was my mother, smiling the same bright smile from the pictures on my bedroom wall, resting her head on a man’s shoulder. The man in the photograph was the same man sitting across from us.The photo grew heavy in my fingers and slipped to the floor. My heart began pounding hard against my ribs.I looked at him again. He was already watching me, unblinking.“I see you’ve been waiting for me to show up,” he said.It was true. I had always wanted to meet him. I had envied the children who spoke of fathers and mothers, though I never admitted it a

Yvaine's POV“I, Yvaine, refuse to take Xavier Volkov as my husband.”I left out the surname De Luca on purpose. I hated that name and the man who forced it on me.Murmurs exploded across the room.Xavier stepped closer, his voice low and dangerous. “Are you sure you want to do this?”I raised the microphone and pressed it against his throat, stopping him from coming any nearer.“Dead sure.”I brought my hand to my mouth, pulled the ring off with my teeth, and spat it straight at his face.“Yvaine!”My father’s roar cut through the hall like a blade, causing the entire room to fall into dead silence.I turned toward Nikolai De Luca. If looks could kill, I would already be on my way to hell. No, I do not deserve heaven, not after everything I had done these past three years since I entered his world.Still, the twisted, furious expression on his face was deeply satisfying.A small part of me trembled at the thought of what he would do for this public humiliation.But he should have kep

Zayden’s POVThis side of the forest was not a place people simply walked into. Every path leading here had been deliberately forged to confuse and discourage intruders from getting in. The trees grew too close, the ground shifted without pattern, and the air itself carried a quiet warning for anyone with survival instincts. Only three people were supposed to be able to move through the web of the forest without consequence. Me, Kael, and Rhett.Anyone else meant one of two things. Either they were lost, or they were here for my life.The first option was almost laughable. Who would dare?I had been tracking a faint disturbance for the last hour when the scent finally became clear. Rogue. Multiple of them. Then gunshots. I moved to the ridge overlooking the lower slope and stopped in my tracks.Five wolves circled something on the ground below. A small injured body, stupid enough to cross into my territory.Their low growls vibrated through the trees, mixed with the sharp scent of b

Zayden’s POV The human girl was no longer on the bed. She stood near the far wall, one foot planted on the wooden floor, the ruined white dress hanging off one shoulder where Rhett had cut parts of it away while cleaning her up. Red rings bloomed around both wrists from fighting the ropes. Kael had not been gentle when he tied her. One ankle was still partially bound to the bedframe by a frayed length of cord she hadn’t managed to finish freeing. In both hands she held a pistol, the barrel pointed straight at my chest. Where the hell did she get that? Her hands were trembling, but everything else about her grip was steady. Her stance was balanced and shoulders aligned. Even with the obvious pain, she held herself like someone who had done this before. Whoever trained her had done it properly. Rhett stood just inside the doorway to my left, hands raised halfway, looking

I walked to the foot of the bed. She didn’ t even flinch when my shadow fell across her. Up close, the smell of her blood was more stronger, mixed with her sweat and the fading trace of whatever perfume had once clung to that ruined dress she was wearing. Something in my chest… the Veilbrand pulsed, accompanied with a brief hot sensation. It was unfamiliar and quick, but for now, I ignored it.I reached down and untied the last cord around her ankle. The skin around her ankle was red and bruised.“This is the last mercy I’ll give you,” I said. My voice stayed even. “You will answer my questions carefully. If I decide you dare to lie , or you prove you're more useful dead than alive, I will grant the death you asked for, slowly.”After her loosened the rest of the cord, she pushed herself a little higher against the headboard, even though the movement clearly hurt. Instead of looking away, she leaned forward slightly, pushing my gaze.“I asked a question first. Are you another one of