All Chapters of The Captive Luna : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

A limousine glided smoothly on the highway, leaving behind the city lights and heading towards the forest. Inside the spacious vehicle, two men sat opposite each other, both radiating a powerful aura of authority and dominance. They were alphas, leaders of their pack, and they had a lot on their minds.The older one, Vincent, had grey hair and sharp features that gave him a distinguished look. He wore a tailored suit and a gold watch, showing his wealth and status. He was calm and composed, but his eyes betrayed a hint of worry.The younger one, Leo, had black hair and piercing blue eyes that contrasted with his tan skin. He wore a leather jacket and jeans, giving him a rebellious and casual vibe. He was restless and impatient, but his voice was confident and assertive."Kai's faction is growing," Leo said suddenly, breaking the silence. "We need to do something about it."Vincent nodded slowly. "I know. I've underestimated him."Leo clenched his fists. "He's nothing but a coward! A w

Alessio slammed the door of his car and stepped on the gas, leaving a trail of dust behind him. He was heading to the city, the place where the humans lived and thrived, oblivious to the existence of his kind.He needed a distraction, a way to forget the horrors he had witnessed at the trial. He had tried to run away from his pain, literally, by shifting into his wolf form and roaming the woods for hours. But it was useless. The image of Vitale, standing over his mate with a smirk on his face, haunted him relentlessly.How could he let this happen? How could he fail to protect the one person who meant everything to him? He clenched his jaw and gripped the steering wheel, feeling a surge of anger and frustration. He was weak, he knew it. He had always been weaker than Vitale, who was the alpha of their pack and had the power to do whatever he pleased. Alessio could not challenge him, not without risking his own life and the lives of those who followed him. He cursed under his breath, w

Roberto felt the cold wind bite his fur as he stood on the boulder, surveying the border patrol. His amber eyes scanned the faces of the wolves below him, looking for signs of fatigue, fear or doubt. He knew they were all weary of this duty, this endless vigil that kept them away from their families and their normal lives. He felt it too, the ache in his bones, the longing in his heart, the frustration in his mind.But he also felt something else, something that drove him to keep going, to keep leading, to keep fighting. To prove his worth.He clenched his jaws, feeling the scars on his muzzle throb with old pain. He had fought many battles in his life, but none like this. The humiliation cut deep into his heart.With or without Vitale's protection, he would get his revenge on Natalia.Roberto cleared his throat and raised his voice, hoping to declare his position within the pack. “Listen up, all of you!” he barked.“I know you’re tired. I know you’re scared. I know you’re angry. But

Natalia was lost in her thoughts, her mind preoccupied with the investigation and the secrets she had uncovered. She had followed the patrol team for a while, but she had soon drifted away from them, feeling the need for some solitude. She had wandered deeper into the woods, following her instincts and the moon's guidance. She didn't realize where she was going until she reached a familiar cliff, a place that held a special meaning for her. It was a place where she used to come as a child, when she was still part of her original pack. It was a place where she could escape the pressures and expectations of the pack life, and enjoy the beauty and tranquility of nature. She gazed out from the cliff's edge, feeling a surge of nostalgia and sadness. The view was breathtaking, as the moon cast a silver glow upon the landscape below. She could see the river winding its way through the forest, reflecting the moonlight like a ribbon of liquid silver. She could hear the sound of water rushing

The sky flashed suddenly and it started to rain. Natalia and Vitale stumbled into the small cave, their breaths visible in the cold air. They quickly gathered some dry wood and started a fire, hoping to warm up and rest for a while. The cave was dimly lit, the dancing flames of the fire casting flickering shadows on the walls. The mood had shifted, and Natalia found herself acutely aware of Vitale’s presence.He was sitting next to her, his dark hair tousled and his green eyes sparkling in the firelight. He was handsome, she had to admit, but he was also dangerous. The fire crackled softly, the only sound in the cave as they settled by its warmth. Natalia shivered slightly from the chill of the night, and Vitale noticed immediately. Without a word, he removed his jacket and draped it around her shoulders. The gesture was intimate, and she felt a rush of warmth not just from the jacket but from the proximity of his body.“Thank you,” she murmured, her voice soft as she glanced up at