All Chapters of Luna's Dark Rebirth: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Like Freya and my father, Ronan had the same pathetic intention of coming to the pack house. He knew why the two rogues had stayed in the city—and I was the reason. We sat in the resort’s restaurant, mingling with the oblivious crowd as though we were just like them. I didn’t want to be alone with Ronan, which is why I chose a public place. His gaze was piercing, and it unsettled me. “Keira,” he began, his voice soft but insistent. “I know I was wrong. We’ve come this far... when will you stop being so difficult and forgive me? I’m worried about you.” I raised an eyebrow, thoroughly unimpressed. I doubted he was truly worried about me—more likely, he was concerned about his precious status within his pack house. He needed me to secure Alpha Zander’s favor and complete his conquest of the Darkwood pack. He reached for my hand, his touch hesitant. “Keira... you don’t need to be trapped by the Lycans. Alpha Theron isn’t good for you. I’ve heard stories about him. He’s the reason you’

Alpha Theron’s presence in the pack house came as a surprise. I had no idea why he came here, but the reason for his arrival became clear that morning when my father called me to his office. The moment I entered with Freya, Alpha Theron’s penetrating golden gaze found me from where he sat alone on our ancient leather couch. Despite the presence of his beta and several guards, Theron’s raw energy dominated the room. The magnetic energy between us was undeniable, like a charge in the air, raising the tiny hairs on my arms. My father stood with the Darkwood pack elders. The scene felt eerily familiar, like the day I first woke up as Keira. The only difference now was the presence of Lycans instead of the Nightclaw pack. “Alpha Theron,” I greeted him, trying to keep my voice steady as my inner wolf stirred restlessly under my skin. He acknowledged me with a slight nod, though it felt like his eyes were stripping me bare. “Freya, wait outside,” Father ordered, his deep voice car

Alpha Theron’s molten orbs darkened before he kissed me fiercely. Caught in his intense gaze, I gave in, my resistance fading away like sand washed by the tide. His touch awakened something wild inside me—dangerous but irresistible, like tasting something forbidden. Every caress sent electric sparks through my body, making it impossible to think over the pounding of my heart. His tongue swirled inside my mouth. This is dangerous, but I love every taste of him; I love the movement of his mouth inside mine; I love his toxicity. His hand gripped my right breast, pinching its muscle, including the nipple. I winced, but pleasure followed. I couldn’t control the orgasm building inside me, especially now that I felt Alpha Theron’s hard cock pressing against my femininity. His broad tongue trailed over the sensitive part of my ear. ‘Damn it, Keira! Control your emotions!’ But how could I when I already felt his hands slowly gliding up from my legs, slipping through the hem of my dress be