All Chapters of Chasing His Rogue Luna: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ELEAI knew everything that was to know about the Crimson Pack and Landon Knox from five years ago. My father’s obsession with them, the hungry desire to defeat them and my fascination with getting my father’s validation in order to score made me well-versed in their history. Among the werewolf packs in the nearby territories, they were the largest, strongest pack, led by a powerful Alpha at the helm. The Knox generation was always known to be ruthless and relentless in their pursuit of power, and their ability to keep the rogues at bay and also stand tall amongst the other packs made them singularly formidable in the community. No pack, no alpha, has ever dared to challenge them. Even the High Council of shifters, the groups who regulated the werewolf packs, did not interfere in their affairs, a stark reminder of their unchallenged supremacy. And nowhere did I ever come across the fact that Landon Knox had a brother. In fact, the man looked nothing like Landon either. It only rais

ELEALandon kept his word, to my surprise.I was allowed a generous length of time with Liam when it came to his meals and playtime, and despite my utter fear, Liam was happy. Even though my heart broke a little that my baby boy was not missing me, a part of me was relieved that he was getting the exposure he always needed.Liam was no rogue. He was the alpha’s son and heir, much to my predicament, but I could not change the truth. He was supposed to grow in a pack, where he belonged and thrive in his rightful place. No matter how much I fight with Landon, I could never give Liam the life he was living at present. “Mama, do you know I have learnt how to swim?” he said with excitement gleaming in his eyes. “It is so much fun. You must come to the pool next week and watch me swim.” Every pup in a pack was trained how to swim, climb, and jump and was involved in various activities before they’d have their first shift. It made things a lot easier because some pups were faster and strong

ELEAWithin a flash, Landon stepped back. Before I could fully understand his intent, he scooped me up and threw me over his shoulders. He strode through the silent mansion through the grand hallway with his footsteps echoing against the marble floor while I pounded against his back. But my strength was truly nothing against his. He was entirely unaffected by the blows and continued to make his way out of the pack house in great strides.“What are you doing? Where are you taking me?” I panicked. My instinct went to my son, and I could help but thrash against his hold. No matter how much I struggled, his iron-clad grip was unyielding as he carried me outside when the cool night air greeted us with goosebumps. He finally set me down at the end of the cobblestone path, leading to the sparse forest, which was sufficiently illuminated by the radiance of the full moon night despite the lack of lights. “What—why are we…” I mumbled, looking around a bit dazedly. But when my gaze met his,

ELEAI did not know how many times I would have to lose before I would win against Landon Knox. He seemed like an unbeatable one and every time I fell into his trap, I’d regretted stepping into one in the first place. “Why? Why are so fucking hell-bent on claiming me, Landon?” I asked. “You can have anyone you want, you woman you wish to choose—then why me?”He did not say a single word when he dragged me back to his room and closed the door with a loud thud. A few servants and maid crossed us, gaping with wide eyes but they were scared enough not to voice their question and merely bowed to him.I did not know if the regard he commanded from his pack members was out of fear or respect—but either way, it worked for him. “You could not be more wrong even if you tried.” A brutish smile curved at the corner of his lips that sent a chill down my spine. “I have no intention of claiming you nor do I want you, but I want to see you suffer. I want to make you fucking pay for every lie, every

ELEAI closed my eyes, imagining anything or feeling anything other than his touch in those places where I’d never let anyone touch. Every sensation sent a bolt of pleasure I wanted to abhor, yet I could not help but revel in it. My teeth clamped over my lips, my body still thrumming with desire. I clenched my core muscles, desperate to get a release but I knew you would never give me the pleasure; he was dragging this out, making me ache.Failing to fight every possible urge, I resorted to one thing I knew—hatred. I gritted my teeth, snarling and masking whatever hormones wreaking havoc on my senses. “How many times do I have to fucking tell you that I was never yours in the first place?” Landon’s touch lingered. But that playfulness was slowly getting replaced by a brand of displeasure matching my own. “You seemed to be living under the illusion that I would ever let you be someone else’s, especially after all that has happened in these years.” He pushed a second finger and a tr