All Chapters of My Luna in Disguise: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

DACIANA'S POVMy body had a warm fire burning in it, an uncontrollable one. It was the first time I had experienced something like this, this heat, this unexplainable desire to have someone, to want him. I've never been in a relationship before, and my father always sang in my head that he would kill me if I ever gave myself to someone other than my mate. And look at me now, doing what he threatened against. Ding!Corni paused, my eyes flew open, and our lips were just inches away from each other. Corni pulled away and sighed. “The oven is calling me.” Our forehead was pressed against each other, and I was hoping he would forget the oven and continue what he was about to do. But then my stomach growled loudly, and I flushed. “We have to feed that little monster.” He pointed toward my stomach, placed his head into my neck, and moaned, “The wait is killing me.” He took a big whiff of my scent, his hands gripped my nails tightly, and just when I was about to dig my hands in his hai

CORNI'S POV“Enough to accept her as my mate. Why? Are you doubting her?” I raised my brows.“Of course not. I wouldn't dare do that. It's just…she gives off this aura of bad energy.” She smiled.“I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding. What about your Luna, Alpha? I haven't seen her since I got back. Is she okay?” I asked with false curiosity.I watched Howard and Beta Whitemane's faces turn red while Ava looked like she was about to cry.“What happened? Why the long faces?” “Moana is dead, Corni.” Howard replied, and I gasped. “Oh, my goodness. How did it happen?” “My daughter killed her sister.” George Whitemane growled, his fist clenched.“But why would she do that? I thought she left the pack to further her training. When did she get back?” I questioned.“A few months back. Turns out she's the Alpha's mate, but when she realized that he was with Moana, she couldn't bear the sight of it and thus poisoned her only sister.” Ava said, her voice thick with emotion.“Wow, I didn't th

DACIANA'S POV“You might want to re-do your hair and makeup.” He stared at me intensely. And I knew that his eyes mirrored the arousal that mine held. _I wanted him, I wanted him badly._He looked at me like he finally realized what I was doing. “You're not wearing your mask?” I smiled. “No. I asked for Jared to see me and asked him to show me how to wear the make-up for tonight because I knew that you don't like the mask, you prefer seeing my face, and tonight is for us, not for Howard or my father or his wife nor the pack members. It's for us.” I grinned, and for a minute, he looked pleased, and then he pulled me close to him again, our lips barely touching.“Is it a crime if I want to kiss you again?” He bent down and groaned against my neck and sucked it lightly. I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him away lightly. “Yes. Because we won't make it to the feast on time.” He growled and moved away. “By the way, isn't it a bonfire feast? Why dress like the feeling of royalty

DACIANA'S POVAngry? No, I wasn't. I just stared at her like a little fool. Almost acting as if I didn't expect it when I knew it would come anyway. She wouldn't let me finish. No, she couldn't. When it would jeopardize everything she ever worked for. Everything she ever wanted. “How dare you call me a maid?” She yelled at my face. Her face was red with anger, and the veins were showing themselves.“Isn't that what you are? Or are you scared that I dug up the past you tried to bury all these years? I'm suddenly feeling pity for your stepdaughter. I heard she killed your child and ran away before execution. How unfortunate can one get in life?” I smiled. She yelled and raised her hand again to slap me across the face. My eyes darkened. “I wouldn't do that if I were you.” That was enough to make her halt her hand in the hair. I could have easily blocked it the first time, but if I ever have to touch this woman before me, it'll be me giving her so much pain that she'll wish for death,

DACIANA'S POVA knock sounded on the door, I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was two in the afternoon and I've been waiting for Corni to come back home. I don't want to believe that I hurt him with my words but somewhere deep inside me, I knew that I did. He's been nothing but good and kind to me. He has only shown me that part of him that not many people know and what did I do, slam it back in his face like a freaking pancake. Of course, there's no way I can give him my bare neck as an appreciation for his kind heart but at least I could have said it in a less accusing way. I made a promise to myself to apologize to him the minute I opened the door.“I'm sorry-” I halted as my eyes came in contact with pale brown orbs. His hair was in a tousled mess as usual.“What are you sorry for? Or was that apology meant for someone else?” He smirked and I smiled. “Marcel, I wasn't expecting you today.” “I know, that's why I decided to come. And might I add, you look like shit. Like a he