All Chapters of The Unclaimed Luna: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Brielle’s POVI turned to go, partly because I don’t want anything to do with Huxley and the other part is because at this point, I think he is about to lose it and nothing about my day seemed to have pointed at me dealing with some deranged vampire. Since I wasn’t prepared for that, then there was no need to stay here and handle his mess. Perhaps, what was his name… My line of thought is broken as strong arms grab me and push me back into the office. It’s only then I realize that despite having pressed down for some seconds, the door had refused to budge. With my body trembling at the suppression that was leaking out from Huxley, I do my best to hide the fear that’s rearing it’s head as I spoke up. “What are you doing?” He scoffed, his beautiful face morphing into a sneer that still did nothing to dampen that god damn alluring features. “Since my little troublemaker is going out searching for what I should give her, then I have to do her a favor by giving you exactly what you nee

“I can see why you don’t want me to pick you up,” he growled into my ears as his hands pulled me into his embrace. I felt my rapidly unsettled mind finally ease into something comfortable. “What exactly are you talking about?” I feigned ignorance as I allowed him to pull me towards his car. “I’m talking about how some man is obviously interested in my woman and even had the guts to wrap his hands around her. On the other hand, there is also another man’s scent on your body,” Giveon paused as he took another whiff of my skin. He says nothing else as he just leads me to the car silently. Somehow, my heart thumps in fear from this reaction than when he had seemed willing to talk about it. Even after tucking me in and entering the car, Giveon says nothing and just starts the car. “Giveon? What’s going on?” Surely he couldn’t have smelled Huxley on me right? While vampires had nostrils that were a lot sharper than humans, they didn’t smell as good as wolves did. Rather, their ears

Giveon’s POV After spending the day with Brielle, I finally let go of some of my anger. Although, now that I knew where that scum of a man lived, I was certainly going to visit him. “Why do you have to pack so much, I can just come and sleep here,” Brielle whined and I smiled at how comfortable she was getting with me. “Yes, you can. But bless the Fates, I don’t think I can handle more than one night of seeing you in my bed without taking you as mine,” I confessed and then zipped up the small bag with the sleeping charm pouches. Brielle flushed red at my words and then nodded shyly. My Elle. She was truly one of the most beautiful creations in this world. And somehow, the Fates had deemed me worthy of having her as mine. Even if I had to use my last breath, it would be spent on protecting my little princess from any harm. After packing all that was needed, I picked two of my pillows too and came face to face with her raised brows. “For you. I suspect that my scent might have als

Giveon’s POV She had caught me by surprise. Complete surprise but I couldn't stop my primal instincts from chasing after her. It was like the blood pumping into my veins. Her petite body had just flown into the woods as soon as I stepped out of the woods and I stopped for a second. Licking the blood that she had dripped into my mouth and allowed myself to relish her taste. She was easily the best thing I have ever tasted, especially since her human blood supply was usually blood taken through injections from willing sellers. But Brielle tasted like heaven on earth here. I could still hear her steps and the sound of the wind from her wheezing through the forest and as soon as I saw that she had run long enough, I dashed into the woods too. I wanted the hunt to be special. So I don’t use my super speed. Instead, I take my time, running in the places that had her scent. Some of the places she had run past even had drops of her blood and I would stop, allowing her to gain more ground

Brielle’s POV If for one thing, Giveon had been purely honest when he said he couldn’t hold back because at my words, he lifted my body a little and tore apart my part. He then laid me down gently on the couch and went down on his knees like he wanted to worship. Well, you could say he was indeed worshiping, At my temple. The cold air slapping against my core was tortuous but as I made a move to close my legs together, a little out of the coldness and a little out of embarrassment at being laid bare in front of him. The very last time I had been this way, it was totally not within my will. But this right here? I wanted nothing more than it. Giveon was faster than me as he held my thighs apart. “I need to see all of you,” his voice was husky and deep, making the already ambiguous atmosphere turn even more seductive. He lowered his head, and I flushed in embarrassment as all that was left was his mess of brown curls peeking out from between my thighs. “Fvck!” I cursed out as his