All Chapters of The Luna He Can't Forget: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Donovan leaned forward, his eyes fixed on hers. "We need to find out everything we can about this Anna," he said. "Where she comes from, who her family is, everything. We need to prove to Dante that she's not who she says she is. We have to taint her image,” He leaned forward, fixing Darlyn with a calculating gaze. "We need to separate them. Break them up." Darlyn looked at him with surprise. "Separate them?" she repeated. "How?" Donovan smirked. "You'll seduce Dante," he said, watching as Darlyn's eyes widened in shock. "You'll make him see that you're the one he really wants. And then we'll frame Anna for cheating with him. It will be the perfect way to break them up." Darlyn scoffed, shaking her head. "That's impossible," she said. "Dante is colder than ice. He won't fall for something like that." Donovan raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?" he said, testing her. "Because if you're not up for the challenge, I could always find someone else who is." Darlyn bristled at the challen

ANNA As we entered Donovan Rossi’s home, I couldn't help but feel a sudden rush of nervousness. I’m going to meet him again now. “Good evening, Lycan King,” I greeted him with lots of respect. But as soon as Donovan greeted us at the door with a warm smile, my nerves began to settle. He welcomed us both with open arms, and I could feel his genuine kindness radiating from him. Maybe he just really wanted to get to know me, and I began to feel more at ease. “You look very great today, Anna. Your dress and accessories really look good on you,” Donovan even complimented me on my appearance, and I felt a blush creeping up on my cheeks. I thanked him, feeling grateful for his warm reception. As we made our way to the dining room, I couldn't help but take in my surroundings. The room was grand, with a long wooden table and ornate chairs. The smell of food wafted through the air, making my stomach grumble in anticipation. As Dante and I walked towards the dining room, I felt his warm br

Dante took a deep breath as he approached the towering gates of Leonora Taylor's mansion. His heart was pounding, and his palms were sweaty. He had never been so nervous in his life. The thought of hurting Leonora, one of the kindest people he had ever met, made his stomach churn. But he had to do it. He had to tell her that there would be no wedding in the future. That he couldn't marry her daughter, Darlyn. That he had met someone else. Someone he loved more than anything else in the world. Anna White, the rankless wolf. The woman who had captured his heart and soul. Dante had tried to ignore his feelings for Anna, to deny the pull he felt towards her. He had been engaged to Darlyn, and he had thought he might love her. But then he met Anna, and everything changed. He had never believed in fate or destiny before, but with Anna, he knew that they were meant to be together. Dante Rossi pulled up to the towering gates of Leonora Taylor’s mansion, marveling at the grandeur of the pla

ANNA As I paced back and forth in the living room, I couldn't help but feel anxious. Dante had told me earlier that he was going to meet someone important today, but it was already dinner time and he wasn't answering my messages. I knew he could take care of himself, but my mind kept conjuring up all sorts of negative scenarios. What if he got into an accident? What if someone hurt him? What if he was kidnapped by some supernatural creature? I shook my head, trying to rid myself of these irrational thoughts, but they wouldn't go away. I didn't want to eat dinner alone. I always wanted to be with Dante. I wanted to eat beside him and have him tell me about his day. But now, as I sat at the table staring at my food, I couldn't even take a bite. I kept glancing at my phone, hoping for a message or a call from Dante. But there was nothing. Minutes later, I saw Dante's car pull up in front of the house. I immediately ran to him, feeling relieved but also annoyed. Why did he have to worry

Dante and Anna had been together for months, and their love had only grown stronger with each passing day. Dante had marked Anna as his mate, binding their souls together for eternity. As the sun began to set on the eve of their anniversary, Dante couldn't help but feel nervous. He had decided that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Anna, and he planned to ask her to marry him tomorrow. He had spent weeks planning the perfect proposal and had even picked out the ring. Unbeknownst to Dante, his father Donovan, the Lycan King of their pack, had become concerned about his son's future. Donovan had ordered one of his most trusted men to follow Dante's every move and report back to him. Donovan wanted to make sure that Dante was making the right decisions for the pack and himself. The man reported to Donovan with a sense of urgency in his voice. "My King, I have important news. Your son Dante is planning to marry Anna White, the rankless wolf." "What? Marriage? He thinks he ca