All Chapters of The Luna He Can't Forget: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ANNA The guard chuckled, his breath still hot on my neck. "Oh, I think you will," he said, his hand moving up to cup my breast. I recoiled in horror, but I knew that I couldn't show any weakness. I had to keep fighting, no matter what. "You're disgusting," I spat out, my eyes burning with anger. The guard just laughed, but I could tell that I was getting under his skin. Maybe, just maybe, I could find a way to turn this situation around. I took a deep breath and squared my shoulders. "I don't need you to remove my chains," I said. "I'll find a way out of here on my own." The guard's face twisted in anger, but I could see a flicker of fear in his eyes. Maybe he realized that I wasn't as helpless as he thought. Suddenly, the door opened. Donovan strode in. I could see the anger in his eyes as he glanced around the room, taking in the situation. “What the heck is happening here? Why are you here? Did I tell you to come into this rankless wolf room?” His voice is very scary. I coul

ANNA As I cleaned my room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of shame. This was not how I wanted to live my life, trapped in this small, dirty cell like a prisoner. But I refused to let Donovan and his guards break me. I wiped off my pee and poop from the floor, trying to keep my mind focused on the task at hand. As I finished, I managed to pile the rags and dirt on a plastic bag and put it outside my room. I smirked at the guards, feeling a sense of satisfaction at the small victory. But one of the guards, the one with the malicious look, didn't seem amused. He glared at me, his eyes filled with malicious intent.\ But I smirked at him. Of course, I have to pretend I look strong. "What's so funny?" he spat out, her voice filled with venom. "Nothing," I replied, trying to keep my voice calm. "Just trying to make the best of a bad situation." The guard scoffed, rolling his eyes. "You think this is bad? You have no idea. You should be grateful that you're even alive." I knew that

ANNA As I sat on the cold stone floor of my jail room, Donovan entered with a smirk on his face. He informed me that I had a visitor today and my heart sank. I could smell her before I saw her - Darlyn Taylor, Dante's ex-fiancee. As soon as Darlyn walked in, she gave me a once-over with a sneer on her face. She was about 5'3 in height with dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, tan skin, and average looking, but she acted like she was better than everyone else. “Poor bitch. This is what you get for stealing my mate. You’re an ambitious woman!” She mocked my appearance and my situation. I couldn't believe the audacity of this woman, especially since she was the one who has a bad demeanor. But Darlyn was relentless, continuing to mock and insult me. “Lycan King, why is she not in her chains anymore? I don’t want to see her just walking around without those silver chains!” “Well, don’t worry, Darlyn. She can never get out of here. Anna has been an obedient slave. I have my word. I made

ANNA I sat in my jail room, feeling helpless and alone. I was a poor rankless wolf, living in a world where status and power were everything. But I had found something special - my fated mate, Dante. Despite our differences, we had fallen deeply in love. But now, I’m in the territory of his heartless and dictator father, the Lycan King. The sound of the door opening pulled me out of my thoughts. I looked up to see Darlyn, Dante's ex-fiance, walking in with a scowl on her face. I can say Darlyn is a mean and irritating woman, but I had never been afraid of her until now. "Do you think I will just let you go that easily today, Anna?" Darlyn sneered. "You think you're something special, don't you? Well, let me tell you, you're nothing compared to me." I tried to keep my composure, knowing that any wrong move could be dangerous. "I'm not trying to be anything, Darlyn," I said calmly. "I just stood up for myself from you and your mean friends. What do you expect? You love embarrassing m

ANNA I awoke shivering, with only a thin blanket covering me. The worst times for me were the nights because the cold would seep into my bones. I made an effort to put my mind on something uplifting to take my attention away from my circumstances, but Dante kept coming to mind. We had been apart for a month and I had no idea where he was. I was hurt from missing him so much. I got out of my rag bed and crept over to my cell's tiny window. There was nobody around and it was still dark outside. I wonder if this is my chance to run away. I was aware of the danger, but I had to leave. I had to track down Dante. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness as I peered out the window. My home was in this village, but it was also my jail. I lacked status or power and was a powerless wolf. But no matter what, I loved Dante more than anything. Without fail, I had to locate him. I decided after taking a deep breath. Regardless of what Donovan thought, I would leave this place and look for m