All Chapters of 3 BOOKS. The Lunas of vengeance: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Meeting the inlaws

Dante's POV That was all the permission my wolf needed. My hands roamed over her body, cupping her round ass, feeling the warmth of her skin, the softness under my fingertips. Her own hands traced down my chest, over my nipples, her touch sending a jolt through me. I kissed her harder, unable to hold back any longer, and felt her respond just as fervently.I backed her up against the wall, my hands slipping under the fabric of her dress as she wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me closer. Her clothed pussy pressed against my dick, making me growl with need."You feel so good baby girl" I moan as I begin to hump her, pressing my hips against her until she gasps in pleasure.The urgency in our movements made every touch, every kiss, feel more intense, more electric. I could feel her heart racing, matching my own, as we lost ourselves in each other.But just as we were both getting lost in the moment, she pulled back, her breath ragged, a teasing smile on her lips. “Dante,” sh

A pleasant surprise

Dante's POV "Ah, so I finally meet the woman responsible for all this trouble." My mother said in a very unimpressed tone and I immediately feel Tamara stiffen against me. As my mother stared at Tamara, her expression as hard as stone, I could feel Tamara’s tension building beside me. I decided to quickly step in before things could get any more uncomfortable for her. “Mother,” I began, moving closer to Tamara and resting my hand on her shoulder. “I’d like to introduce you to Luna Tamara.” I lifted my chin slightly, pride swelling in my chest. “She’s the Luna of the Winter Pack…and my fiancée, i know people have been telling you a lot of lies about her, but I wanted you to meet her yourself and realize that she's an amazing woman who would never raise a finger against you.” My mother’s eyes flickered with surprise, but she quickly masked it, her face as cool as ever. She looked Tamara up and down before fixing me with a pointed gaze. “You're right son, I’ve heard rumors,” s

Unpleasant ending

Dante's POV My mother suddenly turned to Reuben, her voice ice-cold. “Reuben,” she said sharply, “that’s enough. Stop behaving like a fucking child.” His jaw clenched, and I could see the frustration simmering beneath the surface, but he stayed silent. My mother turned to Tamara, her tone softer now. “I don’t hold you responsible, Tamara. It was a war…and it was my son who started it.” Her words held a weight of sorrow that filled the room. “And your father wasn’t directly responsible for his death, anyway.” I saw Tamara exhale, visibly relieved, her shoulders loosening. She met my mother’s gaze with a soft smile. “Thank you,” she said quietly, genuine gratitude in her voice. My mother’s eyes drifted down to Tamara’s hand, her gaze catching on the ring I’d placed there. She reached for Tamara’s hand, turning it slightly to admire the way the gem caught the light, sparkling with a deep, brilliant hue. “This ring suits you, Tamara,” she murmured, studying the way it matched Tam

Ultimatum

Dante’s Pov if she couldn't help us, what were we supposed to do now? I just stood there, grappling with the consequences and disappointment of what my mother had just said. I had really hoped she could find a way around the council, a way to protect Tamara without throwing her into the very fire she was meant to escape. But now I could see it in her face—she was bound by the council’s rules as much as I was. Just as I was about to resign myself to this disappointment, my mother surprised me with a look that held a flash of hope. "Dante wait," she said as an idea formed in her mind . "There is still a way to save her, a way to make the elders submit to what you want them to do." My head snapped up as a spark of hope lit in my chest. "What are you saying?" Her gaze shifted to Tamara, standing silently at my side with worry and tension clear in her face. “The investigation against Tamara is still ongoing,” my mother began carefully. “And if they find her guilty, the

No choice

Dante’s POV My mother’s expression hardened, and she raised an eyebrow. “Are you seriously saying that you’d try to keep your own brother out of the palace? The very home he grew up in?” I forced myself to keep my tone steady as I shook my head. “It’s not about that. It’s about Tamara’s safety. I don’t trust Reuben around her.” “Oh, come on, Dante,” Reuben scoffed with an annoying smirk tugging at his lips. “Afraid I might actually hurt your precious Luna? That’s flattering, really.” His tone was mocking, and he cast a knowing look at his girlfriend, who snickered beside him. I glared at him, ignoring his bait, and turned to my mother instead. “This isn’t about being paranoid. There are real risks here. Bringing Reuben back into the palace could endanger Tamara, he’s already tried to hurt her once, I don’t plan to give him another fucking chance.” My mother’s face softened, but there was a trace of impatience. “Dante, you’re both adults. I can’t stand to see my sons fighting l

Acceptance

Tamara’s POV As we stepped into the hotel lobby, I let out a long sigh. It felt almost like a crazy dream. Dante’s mother had accepted me!This was something I’d been so so worried about. I knew how much her blessing meant to our plan and to Dante, and her approval was something I hadn’t dared to hope for. But even though her acceptance made me feel relieved, there was still a dull disappointment gnawing at me.We had really hoped the former Luna would somehow be able to solidify our marriage, to give us the security we needed in the face of those psychotic elders and Reuben’s interference. Yet, she couldn’t—or perhaps wasn’t able—help. She had her very good reasons, I knew that , but that didn’t make the disappointment any easier. I took one look at Dante’s tense face and kept my thoughts to myself. He was already visibly frustrated, and the last thing I wanted was to add to his burden.On the elevator ride up to our suite, I studied his profile. The clenched jaw, the way he kept

Training time

Tamara’s POV I could see the weariness in his eyes, the frustration that rose just under the surface, where he thought I wouldn’t notice it. I reached over and took his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.“It’ll be fine,” I said softly. “I’m ready for whatever she or anyone tries to throws my way. And besides, I have you, don’t I?”He met my gaze, his eyes softening as he nodded. “You do. And I’m not going anywhere.”We sat there in comfortable silence for a moment, just holding each other. Whatever challenges lay ahead, I was absolutely sure we’d kick its ass together.And that was enough for me.The next morning, Dante and I returned to his mother’s home. I was both excited and nervous. Despite everything, she’d welcomed me warmly yesterday, and I could tell how much that meant to Dante. Still, meeting the mother of the man I loved—again—always came with a little anxiety.As soon as we stepped inside, Dante’s mother, greeted us with a big smile, and before I knew it, she had her

Protected

Tamara's POV As we arrived back at the hotel, my nerves were in overdrive. Tomorrow was the hearing, and it was like a weight pressing down on me. The whole trip back, Dante held my hand, his thumb stroking across my knuckles, but I could feel his tension too, like he was bracing himself for battle.That night, we met up with our friends for dinner in the hotel restaurant. Dante, George, Violet, and Casper and my girls were all there, but the usual banter was replaced with a heavy silence. Even Violet, who could make anyone laugh on the darkest days, seemed subdued. They all knew what tomorrow meant for me—and for Dante. Tomorrow could go fine, or it could be our death sentence, for me and my pack.His whole demeanor was protective, and I could tell he was trying to keep a calm exterior for my sake.As we ate, I tried to distract myself by asking George and Casper about the city, but every attempt at conversation quickly fizzled out. Eventually, we all gave up and ate in silence,

Day 1 At court

Tamara's POV The ride to the court was quiet. I watched the city pass by through the window, my mind racing with everything that was about to go down. When we arrived, I was struck by the sheer grandeur of the court building in Negaria. It was massive, with tall, arched windows and intricate stone carvings, almost like a cathedral. I couldn’t help but admire it, even if I was stepping into it as the person accused of attempted murder. We were led into a waiting room filled with luxurious, padded seats and a long, mahogany table in the center. The attendants directed each of us to a small seating box near the front, designed to keep the accused separated from the observers but still visible. Dante stayed close, his hand on my back as he helped me settle into my designated seat. A few moments later, a group of servants entered with trays balanced expertly in their hands. I noticed right away that they were dressed in form-fitting uniforms, the fabric clinging to their curve

Lord Jarek

Tamara's POV I stood in the grand court hall, trying to steady my breathing. My heart raced, but I forced myself to keep my chin high, my expression neutral. I would not let anyone here think I was intimidated. My mind tried to calm me down with reminders that Dante, my friends and his mother had prepared me for this day, and that I had nothing to fear. But standing alone in front of the assembled council, I could feel the weight of every gaze pressing down on me.Then, I noticed Lord Jarek’s gaze. He was standing across from me, dressed in rich, dark robes, his expression twisted into a sinister smile that made my skin crawl. His eyes sparkled with a dark delight, as though he was savoring this moment, this opportunity to tear me down.“Tamara,” he began, his voice smooth but cold, his tone very degrading and mocking.I snapped my gaze to meet his, narrowing my eyes. “It’s Luna Tamara to you,” I corrected him, my voice sharp and unwavering.A flicker of irritation flashed across hi

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