All Chapters of Chasing Their Unloved Luna: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Miguel The sorceress…priestess…Mage…whatever you want to call her, meets me in the foyer of the Packhouse on the morning of our departure. “I suppose we ought to get to know one another since I will be bringing you into the realm of the fae and my magic combined with your muscle will be our primary defenses against anything foul. I am Deirdre, the half sister of your Alphas, Ace and Dylan. I am a priestess and half mage with both werewolf and Lycan blood,” the young, dark haired woman states as she shakes my hand. “I am Miguel. I too am part Lycan and I chose to join my small pack to the pack of your brothers and their mates, giving up my title as Alpha to strengthen both of our packs. I am a skilled fighter, but hope we don’t come into too many perils with my mates all counting on me to return in one piece,” I reply. “I really wish you would take someone else along with you,” Alpha Dylan says to his younger sister. “That can not be done. Miguel will be fine as he is seeking one

Miguel The first two days we had to travel slowly as we passed through the dark region. The Bodkins entertained us both nights we were there and yesterday we crossed through what Dierdre called the Twilight Threshold into a very green and purple landscape that she informed me is The Spring Kingdom. We are going to a kingdom known as The Kingdom of Nod…Chimera Fae and dream sprites are the most prominent species after The High Elves that are present in nearly every realm. I have been learning about the realms and travel through this kingdom has been sped up by a bit of transportation magic. Dierdre explained that her Shadow Wolf Magic could allow her to travel through shadows and even bring me along, but that it is too unpredictable in this landscape. Tomorrow we will cross into The Summer Kingdom. The Kingdom of Nod is somewhere beyond the Kingdoms of The Four Seasons. This morning we saw our first Shrinking Violet. She was a pretty little Fae, but as she blushed a vibrant purple

Amina Miguel and Dierdre have been gone for a week and things here are getting tense as the host outside our borders seems to grow more and more. They have been joined by a few of the packs that don’t appreciate how we treat our Omegas well and make ourselves a safe haven for all oppressed werewolves. Draknar is keeping his people up to speed and they will arrive only once fighting has broken out. They agree with Kaiya that showing our hand too early would be unwise. In the meantime, Tobias is just over halfway through his pregnancy and Lena’s mates other than Miguel and the one he has gone to find are pregnant and two of our young warriors are amongst them. “How many of our warriors are pregnant again?” I ask Kaiya who knows all the details. “At least a dozen, at various stages and I will not let a pregnant wolf on the battlefield no matter how skilled, it is one thing to defend yourself if the fight comes to us, another to go out there,” Kaiya sighs and paces the floor in her offi

Raiden “I’m not sure what to say, Raiden. The growth rate of your fetuses is unprecedented,” Dr. Makya says. “It was hard to tell in the first two months but it seemed like they were developing rapidly, however they have tripled in size in the last two weeks. They are tribrids with very strong Chimera Fae genetics along with werewolf and Lycan and I am unfamiliar with Fae pregnancies, let alone Chimera Fae.” “It’s okay, Doctor. I understand. I was just worried. I’m growing so much faster than either of my mates and sure, I have twins in there, but it’s a shock to go from just barely a bump to looking like I swallowed a watermelon whole in just two weeks,” I say. “I can feel them inside me moving and feel their energy pulsing, which is amazing, but it is disconcerting.” I look in the mirror and see my swollen abdomen covered in silver swirling vine patterns, my breasts puffy and filling with milk and my nipples pert and waiting, while my dick also seems to have grown and is nearly a

Reinaux I was drawn to him the instant I saw him and his sheer magnetism, but his looks and kindness only added to it. I can’t let Miguel go. I need to be with him. I need to mate and mark him, but I cannot without my twin. He already wears the mark of my twin. My body reacts to Miguel in ways it never has to anyone before. My parents will understand. My birth giving parent had to return here to our realm with me, leaving their other mates in their realm with my twin, because we need Kings here, but they never realised how much separating us would hurt me. “Miguel, you must meet my parents,” I say as I look into his warm, inviting eyes and trail my hand over his strong jaw. “They will adore you and rejoice at news of my twin.” “Alright, my sweet. But you must get dressed, first. Where are your clothes?” He asks with a cute expression. “My robe is all I wore here. It is being held by a dryad and I shall retrieve it,” I reply, gingerly climbing out of his arms, cautious about how m