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Chapter 217: New Plans
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Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 218: The New Trainer
Ivy's POV“No, keep your hands up–make sure not to drop your guard–lead with your other foot, Jason–” I feel bad giving direction after direction as I spar with Jason, but I don’t know how else to convey what I’m trying to tell him at the moment. Jason continues to land haphazard swings at me, and I occasionally tap back lightly, but it’s not a real fight. I’m not doing anything that could actually hurt him. And try as he might, Jason doesn’t seem able to do anything that could hurt me, or any potential enemy. “Wait,” I tell him abruptly, catching his wrists and forcing him to stop his attack. “Maybe we call it quits for the day, yeah?” I suggest with a half smile. Jason pouts, looking up at me as he tugs his hands away. “I’m doing bad, aren’t I,” he mutters. “No!” I assure him quickly. “No, it–it’s not you. You’re doing great. I’m just a new learner myself, so I don’t think I’m the best teacher.” “Yeah, but who else would teach me?” Jason asks. I grab his water bottle from his
Last Updated : 2024-10-23Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 219: Seduction
Ivy's POVAs I weave my way through the guest wing of the palace, searching eagerly for Alpha Quentin’s bedchambers, my heart feels like it’s about to pound out of my chest with anticipation.I’ve dressed up nicely for the occasion that’s to come–my hair is half-up, half-down, so my auburn curls cascade tantalizingly down my shoulders, and my makeup is shadowed and sultry. I’m dressed in a close-fitting black slip that hugs every slender curve of my body. I’ve dabbed rose perfume on my wrists and neck. My tall heels clack on the floor as I search for the one occupied guest bedroom, and the sensation of red lipstick painted over my lips is heavy and noxious. To anyone who may see me, it’s painfully obvious what my intentions are. Good. That’s what I want. When I see light shining from underneath a heavy door, a smug smile crosses my face. I look around the hallway quickly–there’s no one in sight. That’s fine. I can always put on a show later, when I really sell the act. I approach
Last Updated : 2024-10-23Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 220: The Plan Begins
Ivy's POVJudging by the dark lust in Alpha Quentin’s eyes, as well as the bulge in his trousers I notice as my gaze drops discreetly, my work here is done.I feel slimy about the whole interaction as I turn away from Alpha Quentin, but right now, my goal is to help Sylvia, and nothing else. I won’t let her marry a lying, cheating scumbag. And to do that, I need to prove to her what a lying, cheating scumbag he actually is. After all, Sylvia won’t listen to Wilson. But she’ll certainly listen to me. “Why are you in such a hurry?” Alpha Quentin’s voice suddenly calls out. Just as I’m about to leave Alpha Quentin’s bedchambers, I suddenly feel a large, calloused hand wrap around my wrist. I let out a gasp as Alpha Quentin pulls me close against his chest. One of his hands settles on my waist and squeezes, while the other buries in my hair. My dress is so thin that I can feel the oily warmth of his palm against my skin. My heart hammers in my chest, but not with anticipation. It’
Last Updated : 2024-10-24Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 221: Jealousy
Spencer's POVWhen I open the door to leave my room, the last thing I expect to see is Ivy dressed like an escort.But as I look at the hallway ahead of me and see Ivy dressed in dangerously high heels and a skintight black dress, lips painted red as blood and the heady scent of perfume and lilies following her through the halls, that’s exactly what I see. Before I can fully process what I’ve seen, I slam the door shut behind me and squeeze my eyes shut. I hope she didn’t see me–no, I hope she did see me, so she can feel some shame over whatever the hell she’s doing. What is she doing? Moon Goddess above, I’ve only ever seen Ivy dress up like that for me before. I bury my head in my hands and press my back against the door. I want to forget I ever saw her, to pretend it didn’t happen, but it did. There was Ivy, dressed like a daydream, dressed like a nightmare, coming back from–from–from–From somewhere. Where? Was it Colin? Alpha Leo? I bang my fists against the ground. I hate
Last Updated : 2024-10-24Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 222: Young Warrior
Ivy's POVI lean on the fence surrounding the training grounds, watching Jason and Warrior Lance spar. The two of them dart back and forth gracefully. Jason seems much more agile and light on his feet than he did when I was training him–as Warrior Lance demonstrates a jab-cross, a roundhouse kick, an uppercut, Jason repeats the motions, strikes growing more and more fluid with every attempt. I’m close enough to hear every grunt and exclamation and huff of breath, the thud of every impact, the light step of practiced feet. I cheer for Jason every time his hit lands right, shouting words of encouragement. “Great job, Jason! Well done! You’re doing great out there!” Pride warms my heart, a soft feeling. Jason looks determined, and confident, and thoroughly overjoyed. More than anything else, he looks driven. And as a parent, it’s wonderful to see him take a liking to something with such gusto. Eventually, the training session winds down. I watch as Jason and Warrior Lance cool down
Last Updated : 2024-10-25Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 223: The Final Act
Ivy's POVAfter several days of toying with Alpha Quentin, I’m finally ready to enact my final plan. I’ve been passing him in hallways, fluttering my fingers as I round corners, blowing him kisses from the stairwells. With every small gesture I’ve made I’ve seen his pupils dilate and his heartbeat quicken. Men are easy. He’s mine. Maybe not completely, but certainly enough for me to get what I want out of him. I sit down cross-legged on my bed, looking down at myself. I’ve toned down the obvious seduction I was flaunting when I first entrapped him–now I’m dressed much more conservatively, in a light blue shirt and a flowing white skirt. I don’t want to draw too much attention to myself until the last possible moment. I reach out through the mindlink, searching for Alpha Quentin’s wolf. It’s been amazing to get to feel the mind link again–that was one of the things I missed the most when my wolf was gone. It had felt strange and lonely to be left alone in my own mind without bein
Last Updated : 2024-10-25Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 224: The Truth Comes Out
Ivy's POVAlpha Quentin looks at me with wide, betrayed eyes. He’s completely red in the face, positively burning up with humiliation. “What–” he sputters, staring at me in shock. “No, it’s not–this isn’t–she set me up!” He fumes. “She came to my room, and seduced me, and now–and now–” “And now you want to fuck her so hard?” Sylvia cuts in, stone-faced. “Sylvia, that’s not what’s happening here!” “I know what I heard,” Sylvia says cooly. She looks back at the Lycan King and Queen. She pauses for a second, but it quickly seems as though she’s come to a decision of some sort. “I will not marry this man,” Sylvia says simply. “I am not so naive eto expect my arranged marriage to be one of love, but I cannot spend the rest of my life married to a man who so flagrantly pursues other women. To marry him would be to disgrace this very bloodline.” “I agree,” the king replies swiftly. He stalks towards Alpha Quentin, eyes blazing with fury. He looks terrifyingly mad, and even though I’m
Last Updated : 2024-10-26Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 225: True Love
Ivy's POV“Why would you do such a thing?” All eyes shift towards the Lycan King as he asks the question that no doubt everyone has had on their mind. It’s evident by now that Wilson cares deeply for Sylvia, but judging by her trembling lower lip and wide, watery eyes, it seems that–in the moment, at least–his actions are hurting her more than he’s helping. Wilson breathes out a long sigh, running a hand anxiously through his soft brown hair. “I really did catch Quentin kissing that maid in the foyer,” he explains. “And he wasn’t exactly being subtle about it, either. I didn’t have any idea what to do–all I knew was that I couldn’t let Sylvia marry a man like that. I tried to challenge him, but he denied the claims, and–well, you all saw how that went,” he says bitterly. “Careful, Wilson,” the Lycan King warns. “You’re still on thin ice until you can properly explain yourself.” Wilson purses his lips. “Anyways. After I lost my position as Beta, I realized that I had nothing left
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Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 365: Silver Mist
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Rescuing His Enslaved Luna Queen Chapter 360: What Could Have Been
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