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He wore relaxed lounge wear, a glass of wine in one hand, a cigarette between his fingers as he leaned against the railing. He took a slow drag, exhaling into the darkness. His phone lit up. Unknown number. Another message. A photo appeared. Victoria. Dressed in revealing lingerie, posing deliberately for the camera. The angle made her cleavage very visible and her nipples could be seen from the fabric. Under normal circumstances, any man might have reacted. Matteo stared for a second… then expressionlessly blocked the number. He picked up his phone and called Carl. Carl answered half-asleep. “What is it now?” he muttered.

Matteo grins as he backs me up against a tree. “I like running with you.” He says nuzzling my neck over my mate mark. “I’m enjoying this too.” I reply, pulling his face so I can look at him. “Put a pup in me, Matteo.” “With pleasure, my Luna.” He grins, as his hands cup my ass. My hands snack around his neck as my legs wrap around his waist as he lifts me up. He settles my back against the tree as his mouth moves to my nipples, licking and sucking them. I toss my head back as a small moan escapes my lips.

I was curious and eager to know if he had been cheating on Amanda. Taking a deep breath, I unsealed the envelope and took out the first document. The contents felt heavy in my hands. The first item was a photograph. Lina was a striking woman with long blonde hair, standing close to Matthew in a dimly lit bar. The next few photos showed them together in various intimate settings: romantic dinners, bars, and even at the park. He was moving freely with this woman, not fearing Amanda might catch him. Feeling enraged, I set the photographs aside and read the typed report. It detailed their meetings, times, and locations, confirming my suspicions—Matthew was having an affair with Lina.

Liam’s POV The soft glow of the moon bathed the forest in ethereal light as Liam walked through the clearing. Each step felt lighter than the last, buoyed by an overwhelming sense of gratitude. He paused, inhaling the cool night air, feeling its crispness fill his lungs and awaken the very essence of him. The moon goddess had blessed him with a gift he had never anticipated—a mate, Niylah. And with that blessing, he had discovered not just love but a profound truth about himself.

“You've troubled yourself enough today so just get some rest.” My eyes blurred and my body swayed. What? “But– I am your Luna. I should stand by your side.” I spoke up again, biting my lips in a tremble. Whispers rose around us, chatters like incessant bee heaving. Arianna smirked. I glared at her, at him. Hatred was beginning to grow a seed in my body. I swallowed hard, “I'm your mate. I'm a yourate and your soon to-be Luna.”

Chapter 2 Lila’s POV Mateo stood frozen in the doorway, shirtless, those sweatpants hanging so low on his hips that the deep V of his muscles pointed straight down toward the massive bulge already pushing against the thin fabric. His silver tongue piercing caught the light as his mouth dropped open in complete shock. His dark eyes locked right onto me, taking in everything at once. My legs spread wide open like a total whore, my heavy tits heaving up and down with every shaky breath, shiny with sweat, and my three fingers still buried balls-deep in my gaping, dripping cunt.

Matteo nuzzled my nose, his scent overwhelming my sensors. "I realized something," I whispered. "I’ve never seen your 'other' side. Your bikes. The way you really ride." The triplets grinned. They were wide awake now. The Ride The Moretti Territory was sprawling, covered in a fresh layer of snow that glowed under the winter sun. The triplets stripped down to their thermals, standing in the cold like it was nothing. I turned away, not ready for the visual. I caught a glimpse of Matteo’s back—broad, scarred, and powerful—and felt a shiver that had nothing to do with the temperature.

Maeve added in a voice that suggested that Andrea should keep her dreams where they belonged in her head. Andrea finally understood what she meant when Maeve pushed her phone under her nose. Andrea’s eyes had widened, and her jaw dropped to her chest. The images were of a shirtless and muscular Professor Matthew in nothing but speedo shorts that clutched the muscles of his thighs and a tanned body. And there was the girlfriend who looked like someone cut out from a Vanity Fair center spread. Her blonde air glistened underneath the Tahitian sun. Her body was svelte and tan, and she was also picture-perfect beside him on the yacht. Impulsively, she swiped through the pictures and saw more. The

We waited for Lane to join us and the two of them exchanged a look I didn’t understand. “Where is he?” I asked. “He’s at a bar downtown, he’s been there a few days” Matteo said, not meeting my eye. “You need to get there faster Matty… please” “I can’t go any faster,” he replied calmly. “Matteo, you don’t understand”

I noticed black flecks everywhere before the darkness took over, "I can't detect anything wrong with his body; it must be a mate," Doctor David said to someone, and I recognized it as my mother, Victoria. "What are you talking about? He still hasn't found his mate" I can tell she's worried, as she asked. "With all due respect, Luna, I truly believe it is his mate since I can't seem to find a scratch on his body," Doctor David says as I open my eyes. " Mom?" She glanced at me with tears in her eyes.