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Chapter 22: Breakfast With the Beasts
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The Luna's Tattoos Chapter 23 : The Trip to the Mall
Lucien’s POVAs we bolted out the front door, leaving the shenanigans of my family behind, I couldn’t stop replaying the scene from breakfast in my head. Olivia’s words, her boldness, the way she stared my father down as if he were a mere pup—it was like a slap to everything Archimedes represented. And she had done it for me. Me. I wanted to thank her earlier, but the storm of emotions left me tongue-tied. Now, as she walked ahead of me, her heels clicking against the stone steps, I resolved to find the right moment. She stopped by the car and turned to me with an arched brow, the corners of her lips tugging upward. “Well? Who’s driving?”I leaned against the car, crossing my arms. “I am, of course. You drive like a maniac, Olivia.”Her laugh was bright and airy, an antidote to the heaviness that lingered from breakfast. “Oh, please. The last time I drove you anywhere, you clutched the door handle like your life depended on it.”“It did,” I said, deadpan. “I’m still recovering from t
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Olivia’s POVThe drive continued in silence. Lucien was unusually quiet, his gaze distant as he stared out the window. It wasn’t like him to retreat into himself, and it left me restless. The hormones coursing through me certainly weren’t helping. My wolf was practically snarling for attention, pushing me to focus on him in ways I didn’t have the capacity to handle right now. I couldn’t stop the glances I stole in his direction. The broad set in his shoulders, the sharp jawline that twitched occasionally, as though he was grinding his teeth. Everything about him screamed tension. And I felt it, deep in the pit of my stomach. That hot, searing warmth that spiraled downward and settled inconveniently in places I had no business thinking about. My grip on the steering wheel tightened as I tried to shake the feeling. But it only grew worse. My breathing grew shallow, and the wetness in between my legs only added to my embarrassment.“Damn it!” I cursed out loud before I could stop mysel
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-11The Luna's Tattoos Chapter 25: The Mayor’s Call
Damon’s POV It started with a ring. Sharp, abrupt, and annoyingly persistent. I groaned, rolling over to swat at my phone on the nightstand. The light from the screen was blinding against the mid-day gloom in my room. Mayor? The name flashing across the screen wasn’t one I’d expected to see. My thumb hovered over the accept button for a second before I tapped it. “Mayor Larry,” I greeted, my voice thick from sleep. “Alpha,” his gravelly voice came through, low but urgent. “We need to talk. It’s about your brother.” Alaric. Of course, it was always about him. My jaw clenched, a familiar irritation bubbling to the surface. “What has he done now?” “I’d rather discuss this in person,” Larry replied, curt as ever. “Can you meet me today? Say in two hours time at the council chambers?” I sighed, running a hand through my messy hair. “I’ll be there.” The line went dead before I could say another word. Typical Larry. I tossed the phone back onto the nightstand and pushed myself out of b
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Olivia’s POV“What tattoo?”The words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them. I stared at Lucien, confusion knotting my brows. He was now standing a few feet away, arms crossed over his chest, his eyes narrowed in that brooding way of his.“You’ve got a tattoo,” he said again, pointing at my shoulder. I shook my head, scoffing. “Hell no, I don’t. I didn’t get a tattoo.” My voice was firm, but the slight sting on my shoulder told a different story. “I hate tattoos, Lucien. You know that better than anyone else.”Lucien’s gaze didn’t waver. “Are you sure?”I rolled my eyes. “Of course I’m sure! I would’ve noticed if someone had randomly tattooed me, don’t you think? Besides you saw me this morning… almost bare, did I look like a tattooed mate?”He took a step closer, his gaze dipping to my shoulder. “Then explain this.”Before I could reply, he reached out, pulling my dress to the side slightly to expose my bare skin. My breath hitched as I caught sight of it in the mirror he
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-13The Luna's Tattoos Chapter 27: Shadows of An Alpha
Damon POVThe rain always seemed heavier on days like these, drumming against the bond of my car as if nature itself knew the weight of what was coming. I pulled up into the dimly lit alley where I was scheduled to meet Mayor Larry, the poor excuse for a man who could barely hold his own against the sight of a shadow. The dimly lit alley was our “council chamber,” our very own meeting place. As I stepped out of the car, the sharp scent of wet asphalt mingled with the faint trace of fear lingering in the air. I didn’t need to see him to know he was already trembling—his heartbeat thrummed loud enough for me to hear even from a distance. I made my way down the narrow alley, my boots splashing through shallow puddles. The dim yellow glow of a flickering streetlamp cast jagged shadows on the brick walls. At the far end, I spotted Larry pacing nervously, his hands fidgeting with his coat buttons.“You’re late,” I said flatly, my voice cutting through the steady hum of the rain. He spun
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Damon POVThe atmosphere in the private room was electric, the tension crackling like a storm about to break. I carried the redhead effortlessly, her legs locked tightly around my waist, her body pinned between me and the cold, unyielding wall.Her breath hitched as my hands gripped her thighs firmly, my strength a tangible force she couldn’t help but marvel at. She tilted her head back, her lips parting in a sultry grin.“Oh, feisty,” she purred, her voice dripping with anticipation. I love a dominant Alpha.”My gaze was sharp and unrelenting, my commanding presence silencing the room. My voice, low and rough, cut through the air. “You know the rules,” I growled. “Do not touch me.”Her grin widened, a flicker of defiance lighting her eyes, but she nodded, sauntered closer, her hips swaying with calculated allure. She stopped just short of them, her eyes narrowing as she took in the scene. “And what do you want, Mr. Alpha?” she asked, her voice like honeyed velvet. “What are your ne
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Damon’s POVI leaned back in my chair, legs spread slightly, my stance daring as the two women knelt before me. The redhead’s firey grin paired with the burnette’s coy smirk sent a sharp thrill through me, but I didn’t move. Not yet. I had no intention of giving them what they hadn’t earned. “Now,” I said, my voice low and commanding. “Come show me how obedient you can be.”The redhead’s lips curved upward, her fingers lightly grazing the edge of my belt as she glanced at the brunette. “Let’s not keep him waiting, darling,” she purred, her voice dripping with mischief. The brunette giggled, but there was something more deliberate in her touch—a slow, deliberate glide of her hands over my waistband as her dark eyes lifted to meet mine. They were playing their parts perfectly, teasing, eager, and entirely at my mercy. As their fingers worked the buckle and pulled it free, I stayed silent, watching. They didn’t rush, not once. Every move was deliberate, a performance for me. The faint
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-16The Luna's Tattoos Chapter 30: The Mark That Binds
Olivia POVThe quiet hum of the room was a comfort, the kind of silence that let my thoughts breathe but also threatened to suffocate me if I lingered too long. My fingers trailed over the strange tattoo on my collar bone, tracing its intricate patterns for what felt like the thousandth time. The ink shimmered faintly, even in the dim light streaming from the bedside lamp. It was beautiful, haunting, and utterly infuriating. It throbbed, a dull ache that pulsed in time with my heartbeat. Like it was alive. Like it had a purpose I wasn’t privy to.What does it even mean? I sighed, dragging my nails softly across the design, frustration bubbling beneath my skin.“I wouldn’t bother. It’s not coming off, no matter how much you stare at it,” Aria’s voice rang through my head, her tone clipped and indifferent.My wolf. Silent for years, yet now she decided to speak?“Look who’s finally decided to grace me with her presence,” I muttered aloud, my tone laced with sarcasm.Aria snorted. Don’t
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The Luna's Tattoos Chapter 157: Where the Heart Lands
OLIVIA’S POVThe hospital room smelled of antiseptic and fresh cotton, the faint beep of the monitor steady as I sat up in the bed, my hands resting on the thin blanket, my body aching but alive. Five months had stretched since that night in the cavern, my belly now a gentle curve beneath the gown, the baby kicking soft against my ribs. Lucien stood by my side, his hand warm around mine, his dark eyes glistening with unshed tears, his thumb brushing my knuckles. Damien lingered near the door, his arms crossed, his jaw tight, the weight of the past days etched into his face. Alaric slouched in a chair, his boots propped on the frame, while Mara hovered near the window, her gaze soft but watchful.My chest tightened, my breath shallow as I looked between them, the words I’d held back for too long clawing their way up. I squeezed Lucien’s hand, my voice trembling but firm. “Damien, I need to say something.”He straightened, his hands dropping to his sides, his eyes meeting mine, steady
The Luna's Tattoos Chapter 156: Letting the Light Go
DAMIEN’S POVThe hospital’s waiting room buzzed with a low hum, the fluorescent lights casting a sterile glow over the tiled floor where I stood, my boots scuffing the edge of a chair. Olivia lay beyond the glass doors, her breathing steady now, the doctors’ voices a faint murmur as they worked. Lucien sat beside her bed, his hand wrapped around hers, his shoulders hunched, tears glistening on his cheeks as he stared at her pale face. My chest tightened, a sharp pang twisting through me, jealousy flaring hot as I watched him—his fear, his love, raw and unguarded. Alaric sprawled in a chair nearby, his knife tucked away, his head tilted back, eyes shut, while Mara perched close, her gaze flicking between Olivia and the door.I leaned against the wall, my arms crossed, my jacket creaking as I shifted, the weight of it all pressing down. Lucien’s return had shifted everything—cracked open a truth I’d dodged for months. Olivia’s heart belonged to him, always had, and I’d known it deep dow
The Luna's Tattoos Chapter 155: Shadows of the Fallen
LUCIEN’S POVThe cavern reeked of blood and ash, the air thick with the metallic tang of death as I knelt beside Olivia, my hands slick with her blood, her body limp against the cold stone. The Lunar Eclipse’s red glow faded overhead, the torchlight flickering weak across the carnage—bodies strewn everywhere, cultists torn apart, the original Alphas reduced to lifeless husks, Selene’s shattered form a pile of dust in the center. Natalie lay steps away, her chest still, her blood pooling dark under her, Olivia’s claws having ripped through her in that final, wild surge. My breath hitched, my fingers pressing against Olivia’s neck, her pulse faint but there, her mouth stained red, her eyes shut as she’d collapsed after screaming for her mother.Damien dropped beside me, his pistol clattering to the ground, his hands shaking as he gripped her shoulders, his voice raw. “Olivia, come on, wake up.” I pushed her hair back, my own hands trembling, her skin clammy under my touch, but she did
The Luna's Tattoos Chapter 154: Blood and Eclipse
NATALIE’S POVThe cavern pulsed with a low hum, the air thick with the scent of iron and damp stone as I sat chained to the jagged wall, my wrists raw from the iron biting into my skin. The Lunar Eclipse bathed the chamber in a sickly red glow, the light seeping through cracks in the ceiling, casting twisted shadows across the cultists’ hooded figures. Olivia slumped beside me, her pregnant belly straining against her shirt, her face pale and slick with sweat as the ritual began. The cult’s leader, Vladimir, a gaunt man with sunken eyes and a silver blade—stood over her, his voice rising in a guttural chant, the words foreign and sharp, slicing through the stillness.My heart pounded, my chains rattling as I strained forward, watching them carve symbols into the stone floor around her, their knives glinting in the crimson light. A bowl sat between us, its edges crusted with old blood, and they dragged a claw across Olivia’s arm, her gasp echoing as red welled and dripped into it. Pain
The Luna's Tattoos Chapter 153: Echoes in the Dust
DAMIEN’S POVThe pickup’s engine growled as I pulled into the cabin’s drive, the headlights sweeping across the gravel, cutting through the dusk’s heavy gray. Alaric slouched in the passenger seat, his boots propped on the dash, a half-empty beer can dangling from his fingers. We’d spent the day scouting the hills, chasing rumors of rogue wolves stirring trouble, but my mind kept drifting to Olivia—her pacing, her tears, the way she’d dodged my questions since Lucien showed up. The truck jolted to a stop, and I frowned, my gut twisting as her car came into view, parked crooked, the driver’s door hanging open.I climbed out, my boots crunching the gravel, the air cool and sharp against my skin. Groceries littered the ground—apples bruised and scattered, a milk jug leaking white into the dirt, a loaf of bread torn open by some critter. My pulse kicked up, my hands clenching as I scanned the yard, the cabin’s windows dark, the porch silent.“Olivia?” I called, my voice rough, bouncing of
The Luna's Tattoos Chapter 152: Chained
OLIVIA’S POVThe cabin’s wooden floor groaned under my restless steps, my socks sliding as I paced the living room, the late afternoon sun slicing through the blinds in thin, golden bars. Lucien’s visit three days ago clung to me—his eyes shattering at the sight of my four-month belly, his voice low with apology, the way he’d turned and left with Mara shadowing him. My chest throbbed, a steady ache I couldn’t shake, and I paused by the window, my fingers brushing the frayed curtain, my breath fogging the glass in short, uneven bursts. Damien’s boots scuffed the kitchen floor behind me, his shadow stretching long, and I spun, pasting on a smile as he leaned against the counter, his brow creasing with that quiet worry he’d worn lately.“You okay?” he asked, his voice soft, hands buried in his jean pockets, his dark hair falling into his eyes. “Been pacing like a caged wolf all day.”I nodded fast, my hand drifting to my stomach, the baby’s faint kick pressing against my palm. “Fine. Jus
The Luna's Tattoos Chapter 151: Homecoming
LUCIEN’S POVSleep wrapped me tight, the familiar hum of the house in Pine Hollow lulling me deep, my body sunk into the mattress. Three months had passed since I’d come back—three months of road trips with Little Lucien, Dad’s gruff jokes, Mom’s warm meals, and I’d found a rhythm, a peace I hadn’t known in years. Nana’s stern face flickered in my dreams, Mara’s laugh too, and Olivia—always Olivia—her shadow lingering no matter how hard I tried to let it fade. Mom’s voice echoed too, soft but persistent, urging me to forgive her, to hear her out. I’d nodded, let the words settle, decided in my heart to let it go, but my boots hadn’t crossed back to New Orleans.A howl pierced the night—sharp, wild, yanking me awake. I bolted upright, my heart pounding, the sheets slipping to my waist. The sound cut through the stillness, a wolf’s cry I hadn’t heard since I’d left the pack behind. I swung my legs over the bed, the floor cold under my feet, and stumbled to the window, shoving the curtai
The Luna's Tattoos Chapter 150: Veils of the Past
OLIVIA’S POVDust swirled around the truck’s tires as Dad pulled into the clearing, the engine rumbling to a stop. I squinted through the windshield, my stomach twisting as the familiar jagged pines of Blood Wagon Park loomed ahead, their shadows stretching long in the late morning light. My hands gripped the seat, the leather creaking under my fingers, a chill creeping up my spine. I knew this place—too well—and Aslaug lived here, her presence a thorn I’d dodged for months. The last time we’d spoken, her voice had dripped with venom, accusing me of chasing Ben, her Ben, despite me swearing I’d never tried. That call with him two months back—his sharp words, our friendship cracking—had been the end. I’d stopped reaching out, letting the silence grow, but stepping into her territory now felt like walking into a trap.I turned to Dad, my voice tight, my foot tapping the floorboard. “I don’t want to be here. Let’s get out of here, please. I’m not comfortable.”He killed the engine, his
The Luna's Tattoos Chapter 149: Unseen Currents
DAMIEN’S POVThe bed jolted beneath me, Olivia’s scream slicing through the quiet night, her voice raw and jagged. I bolted upright, my heart slamming against my ribs, the sheets tangled around my legs as I reached for her. She thrashed, her eyes squeezed shut, sweat beading on her forehead, words spilling from her lips—guttural, strange, a jumble of sounds I couldn’t grasp. Her hands clawed at the air, nails digging into nothing, and I grabbed her shoulders, shaking her gently, my voice hoarse. “Olivia. Olivia, wake up.”Her eyes snapped open, wide and unseeing, black voids staring past me, her breath ragged. She shoved me off, scrambling for the nightstand, her fingers snatching a pen and a scrap of paper from the drawer. I froze, my hands hovering, as she hunched over, scribbling fast—sharp, jagged symbols, loops and slashes that meant nothing to me. “Olivia,” I said, louder now, leaning closer. “You okay? Talk to me.”She didn’t flinch, didn’t look up, her pen scratching louder, f
