All Chapters of Luna's Unwanted Mate: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Water dripping from my hair and clothes, I stood there gaping like a fish out of water. One minute I was admiring a perfect shot, the next I was taking a dunk in the icy stream. Thankfully, strong hands gripped my arms, hauling me upright before the current could turn me into a bobbing toy.Viktor loomed over me, a thundercloud forming on his handsome face. "What the hell were you doing?" he bellowed.The shock slowly wore off, replaced by a simmering annoyance. "Hey! I wasn't doing anything!" I protested, blinking water out of my eyes. "Until that..." I trailed off, searching the area for the magnificent black beast. "We need to get out of here! There's a wolf!"Panic clawed at me as I spun around, searching for an escape route. The cabin was behind me, but so was the wolf. "There, by the trees!" I pointed, my voice a touch higher than usual.Viktor didn't even glance in the direction I pointed. Instead, he stared at me with a mixture of exasperation and amusement. "Wolf? Ria, there'

Saving the file, I connected to the internet. Viktor's werewolf book popped into my head, and I decided to see what I could find online about lycanthropy. Soon, I was down a rabbit hole, amazed that anyone would dedicate so much time to a fictional world filled with people who turned into animals. It was ridiculous, sure, but undeniably fascinating. Some websites even required proof of being a werewolf to access certain sections! I shook my head, examining the application form. They wanted your family tree to prove your bloodline? As if! Still, it was a cute gimmick. Did anyone ever actually apply? What kind of response would they get? On a whim, I decided to fill one out, just for laughs. The webmaster would probably get a kick out of it. Just as I hit submit, Beth walked back in, a satisfied smile on her face. "Hey there! How'd you do holding down the fort?" "Oh, you know, swamped with customers," I teased, winking. "Did you get all the deliveries done?" "Yep, no problems, alth

I squirmed in his grip, a childish protest against his overwhelming strength. The sound must have riled him up because he let out a surprised laugh before I surprised him right back with a well-placed kick to his shin. "Hey!" He yelped, instinctively hopping back. I used the opportunity to lash out again, aiming for his knee this time. My foot connected, but not with the force I'd intended. He stumbled back further, but not before grabbing my arm and pulling me down with him. We landed in a heap on a dusty old couch that groaned in protest. "What the hell, Ria?" he spluttered, grabbing his shin. Ignoring his throbbing leg, he pinned me down with his own body, his lower limbs effectively trapping mine. Panic bubbled up in my chest. This wasn't the playful wrestling I'd envisioned. When I started flailing against his chest, he reacted by holding me even tighter. Frustration turned to fear as I realized I was trapped. Just as I opened my mouth to scream, a warm hand clamped over my li

Next five chapters are written in third person pov Maybe he’s been dragging his feet, so you’d stick around longer.” Beth gave her a speculative look over the rim of her cup. “No,” Adriana let her shoulders slump as she admitted the truth. “I sort of wondered and half hoped that was the case, but last night… Well, let’s just say I found out otherwise.” “Are you sure? I don’t know Viktor well, but he seems to be paying you a lot of attention. You’ve had dinner together, been out to his house, people have seen you sitting together at the cenotaph… ” Beth numbered off the interactions on her fingers. “What is this? Am I under twenty-four hour surveillance or something?” Adriana looked at her aghast. “No, just staying in a small town.” Beth chuckled and pulled out a box of cookies from her bottom desk drawer, taking one before politely sharing. Adriana took one as well and nibbled on it thoughtfully. She didn’t like the idea that people had paid such close attention to what sh

She gave her head a shake. Viktor had mentioned that he liked to run through the woods, but doing so naked at night when the temperature was near freezing… Well, that was just too weird and emphasized why she needed to get away from Stump River. Viktor wasn’t only a bastard; he was some kind of perverted nudist-flasher type as well. Walking up to the cabin, she set the clothes on the floor by the door, not quite sure what to do with them. After the way he’d treated her, there was no way she was going to do him any favours and go out of her way to return them. Maybe she should just throw them in the garbage. It was what he deserved. Deciding to think about it, she went to the bedroom to start packing. It didn’t take long to gather her things from the bathroom and closet. In no time at all, the room was stripped of her presence. Taking a last look around, she zipped up the suitcase and set it by the door before taking the sheets off the bed. Unfortunately, she wouldn’t have time to wa