All Chapters of Alpha’s Cursed Luna: The rise of the Giborim: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

CHAPTER 22 EDEN POV I didn't want to overthink his words more than I actually had to. There was already so much going on in my head and I would hate to add more to the mix of confusion and befuddlement, but the more I said there listening to the sound of his breathing, the more my mind drifted to everything he had said. Nobody in my pack has ever had to go through the misery of a failed shifting process, so I had little to no idea of what it felt like. And that was one of the things that made me feel like a freak and had me struggling to fit in within the borders of my home pack! Being the only daughter of the alpha, yet being so flawed, was a haunting shadow that never left my side my whole life. And now that I thought about it, it really didn't hurt that night. There had been this tiny zap of engagement between my wolf as it wanted out, and that was it. But the embarrassment when people started murmuring behind their palms, casting me questioning and judging gases… now that ha

RIFTAN POV The evening came to with Eden huddled in the corner refusing to say a word to anyone. She had a tiny blanket draped over her small frame, her head rested against the wall as she stared blankly out of the vast window at the woods that lay stretched behind the pack house. Her whole demeanor cast a dark cloud around the entire house, not even a single peal of laughter could be heard. Worst, she hadn't said a word to anyone, or even put a thing inside her mouth ever since the morning after… that incident. “Is she still not eating?” I asked Venice who was on the edge of trembling as she glared at her Luna who was lost in a different world. “Serena and I tried bringing her something lighter. But she only looked at it and didn't even touch it.” She said with a tiny shake of her head before glaring back at me. “Do you think…” She halted before glaring back at Eden. “Speak,” I commanded. “I was asking if maybe her wolf was separated from her because of the war or somethin

RIFTAN POV “They will not make it out of here alive.” I watched her walking away from the lumps of meat that were hanging by the chains from the cold stone wall, her hips swaying seductively. Perplexity blended with the carnage that was whispering in my veins, promising utmost release and satisfaction. My arms went numb! I shook them harder, staring intently at the little kitten that kept me on my toes and had me questioning all my decisions. “I don’t think that’s wise, Little Wolf.” I roared low and dangerously, feeling Lucifel at the surface of my being and ready to jump out at any second. My blood was fire in my veins, and only by taking a life would this fire die out. What Blair and Kylie did was out of this world. They had to pay. And for Khalil…. Well, let's just say I hated his guts. Besides, he was the one who came parading with Blair onto my pack’s borders after I had banished her. So yes, he had one hell of a prize to pay. If it weren’t for him, Eden wouldn't have gone

GRACE POV I knew from the start that this one was above me. It took me quite some time to finally come to terms with my role in all of this game, and the convincing game wasn't all merry. I remember running from all of it; wanting to be no part of such a big, saving the world from ruin game because it all just felt too much for me. Yes, I was considered one of the rare talents in my coven, having mastered the control of magic and mana from a young age, yet I was convinced the universe had skipped the pills. It was during that time I figured that maybe Hercules never really wanted to be in a one-on-one fight with Cerberus; that Mary just may have wanted to live a normal life with her soon-to-be husband and not give birth to the redeemer. Maybe they believed that there was someone out there worthy of all the honors, with millions of credits from their past lives who were more than capable of fulfilling the tasks; and that they were just inferior beings pulled into a circle of uncert

EDEN POV There was nothing but thickened sexual tension as he pushed the door to our bedroom open, and siddled inside. The silence seemed to intensify everything I was feeling, making my mind wonder about all sorts of questions. For one, he wanted me, that I knew because he just confessed a few heartbeats ago, so the main question was; was he finally going to have me? Because in my case, I had long come to a conclusion. However, I was starting to wonder whether what I was feeling stemmed from his handsome face or the deep unexplainable sensation I felt inside me whenever I looked at him. Wanting someone to be buried inside you and having him as the father of your pups was slowly morphing into one thing, blurring the difference between the two. I was stuck between a wall and a hard rock at the moment. Yet one thing remained certain; if he could give me a tiny go-ahead, even a simple wink, at this moment, I would pounce on him and let him have his way with me. Heck, if he asked me to