Semua Bab Moonlight Temptation : The Luna Is Mine : Bab 31 - Bab 40

ATLASI stare at my little Wildcat as I hear her heart race at my unexpected proposal. She gazes into my eyes, seeming to search for something with an intense gaze.Pyro slowly crawls up to the back of my head, after I allowed him to have his little fun.“Pyro,” she breathes, not yet aware that it is me holding her in my arms now. “Is this what Atlas wants?”She is concerned about my opinion on this discussion, fully aware that my wolf, despite being one with me, has a mind of his own.“Yes, this is what I want, Wildcat,” I reply as her eyes widen, realizing it is me now. She lowers her gaze and curls back into the embrace, but not before I see her cheeks turn red.Is she perhaps embarrassed by her little moment with Pyro? I want to tease her about it, but I decide not to make her more embarrassed by my words.“Why so soon? We barely know each other. Or is this about that woman?” She asks.“It doesn’t make a difference if we decide to wait to get to know each other better or get marri

ATLAS "How dare you?" I growl. My grip on her neck tightens as she struggles to break free, her eyes suddenly brightening, and I sense her wolf about to come forth. 'Atlas, you can't kill her,' Enzo's voice echoes in my head, laced with concern, but I am unfazed by his words. 'She is the Alpha King's daughter,' Enzo reminds me as my grip slowly loosens on her neck. I take a step back, irritated by the sight of her. Yesterday, I stood Amelia up because she insisted on seeing the territory. We ended up at a bar, and she busied herself with the alcohol being served while boring me about her daily activities at her father's mansion. I endured it, needing information, but it was to no avail. She knew nothing about her father or his business, just a pawn used as he pleased, and she seemed happy to be used by him. She stares at me in disbelief as her hand touches her neck. "Have you lost your mind?" she yells, rising to her feet. "I think I didn't make myself clear yesterday when I i

AMELIA I can't believe my ears; Zayn is alive. I need to see Atlas immediately to find out what is going on and why he announced our wedding without discussing it with me. I stare at Ethel, and it seems she can sense what is going on in my head. She shakes her head before speaking. "Please, the Alpha said that I should not allow you leave this room until the event," Ethel pleads with me. "Lead me to where he is now, Ethel," I demand, not wanting to hear anything else that she has to say regarding this issue. "Now!!!" I yell at her as she walks past me, opening the door of the room with shaking hands. She walks in front of me, leading me to Atlas as I follow behind, my mind clouded by everything. We walk down the corridor and make a turn as my eyes fall on the lady I had seen with Atlas last night, heading towards my direction. She looks upset and lost in thought about something. Her eyes finally meet mine as she walks past us. Ethel bows her head to her, but I don't spare her a gl

ATLAS As I stand here, gazing intently at Enzo, the question burns on my lips. "Who gave them permission to enter my mansion?" I demand, my voice laced with irritation. The audacity of someone thinking they can just waltz into my domain without my knowledge or consent is infuriating. Enzo shifts uncomfortably under my intense stare, his eyes flickering nervously. "I-I..." he stammers, clearly searching for the right words to explain himself. Before Enzo can utter a coherent response, a figure emerges from the shadows behind him. Cane, the alpha's son, and his presence provide answers to my questions. Cane is known for his captivating charisma and knack for getting what he wants. And now, it seems, his persuasive power has infiltrated my territory. Frustrated by his presence I turn my attention to Cane. "Cane," I acknowledge his presence. "I should've known it was your hand that forced my guards to allow Zayn entry." Cane flashes a smug grin, seemingly unruffled by my glare. "Alph

AMELIA I can't believe my eyes as I stare at the gown in amazement, then back at Ethel as she returns the crooked wand to her pocket. On closer look, it doesn't even look like there's a pocket in her gown. The wand just seems to disappear inside her clothes. "You... you are a witch?" I stutter, still in disbelief. "Yes, I am, but if you do not need to change the gown, then -" I run my fingers through my hair as I recollect the moment when I met her for the first time. How did I not see that, despite her hearing impairment, she seemed to fit in perfectly? Here I was thinking that she was a she-wolf like me, but she wasn't, and Atlas knew this. Did the other workers in the mansion also know that she was a witch? "I am sorry," I apologize for the way I am currently looking at her. "Who else knows about this?" "His beta, Enzo," Ethel replies, bowing her head to me. "I wanted to tell you, but the Alpha thought it best to wait a couple of days before I do." "And why is that?" Why woul