All Chapters of Pregnant Luna - Lawful Rebellion : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

LILA - I sat up, leaning against the headboard, watching Linc sleep. He was face-down, his arm tucked under his head in the way he always did when he was stressed. His face looked peaceful, but I knew him too well to believe it. Most alphas slept like this when they were under strain—some instinct in them sought the earth, grounding them when their wolves felt restless or cornered. Tonight, I'd left him spent, utterly exhausted, but still... he lay there tense, his fingers gripping the pillow, his whole body in that defensive position.The mate bond had that kind of grip on him, even after everything we'd just shared. He'd told me...over and over...that he didn't want Phoebe. That he only wanted me, our life, and the future we were building together. I believed him, I did. But I also knew what it was like to have a mate pull on you, that feeling that hummed under your skin, no matter how hard you fought against it. I knew how real that pull could feel, how persistent, how overwhelmi

LILA Linc sat there, rubbing his jaw like he had something stuck under his skin. I stayed silent, allowing him to say whatever made him look like he'd swallowed a rock. Finally, he sighed and mumbled, "I answered a call from Phoebe."I blinked, my brain stalling as it tried to process that. "You… answered her call?"He nodded as his shoulders slumped. "Yeah. I thought it was you calling. I just picked up without thinking."That prickled at all my senses. The fact that she'd succeeded at getting to him made me hate this whole thing even more. She's older, way older than us. Why didn't she take the hint and move on? "What did she want?" I forced the question out."She… she wants to meet." He struggled to keep looking at me. "Tomorrow, before the full moon."I had to force my breathing steady. "You said yes, didn't you?"I could see his frustration as he ran both hands through his hair, making it stick straight up. It only added to the wild mess he looked like right now. "Lila, I cou

LINC - Every step I took pulled me farther from Lila, further from the only thing I wanted. I'd promised her I'd do this, to set things right, but with each step toward Phoebe, I felt the strain between promises and instincts tearing at me, testing the limits of my resolve.Phoebe was waiting. The evening light softened the lines of her face, casting her in a glow that made her seem almost ethereal. She looked so at ease, a calm I couldn't understand, given the significance of what we were about to do. I wondered if she was as conflicted as I was, or if she was somehow prepared in ways I wasn't.She studied me in silence, then spoke with a quiet curiosity. "Do you ever wonder what would have happened if things had gone differently? If this bond would have brought us together sooner?""I have," I admitted. "But the only answer I ever find is that I wouldn't change a thing. Lila's my choice, my future, my everything. I'd choose her again and again."Phoebe sighed and looked away. "I lo

LILA - The shift overtook Linc in waves, his body contorting, his muscles rippling and stretching as his bones reshaped. I stood as close as I dared, my breath catching as I watched him transform. He made it look so... elegant. This was the first time I'd willingly allowed him to shift without bars or chains, no protective boundaries or restraints. We were trusting his wolf since I'd marked him and I was carrying his twin pups. I'd really hoped this would be my first time to shift with him, but I guess fate had other plans. Plans I was having trouble making sense of now that Phoebe was bouncing around his mind.Once Linc's transformation was complete, his massive wolf towered over me. His thick, dark fur gleamed under the moonlight, and his blue eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made me smile. Behind the wildness, the man I loved was still there, yet my breath still hitched as he slowly padded toward me.I reached out and brushed my fingers through his fur. "Linc," I sai

LILA - Cast held me firmly against the cellar’s back wall, his grip protective and unyielding. Every muscle in his body pressed to shield me as we watched Linc pacing, snapping, and tearing at anything within reach. He was a blur of claws and teeth, his snarls echoing through the cramped space, the sound ricocheting off the stone walls in waves that made my skin prickle. He barely avoided us as he ripped into a shelf and then a stack of boxes that splintered and crashed in dust clouds. Whatever waited outside the door had him more on edge than I’d ever seen. A sudden, hard slam rattled the door, and I jumped, my hands clutching at Cast’s shirt without thinking. Cast didn’t move, only tightened his grip around me, his breath hot against my ear. I barely registered the sounds from the other side. Another slam, something scraping as if someone was trying to force the lock. The visitor, whoever it was, hadn’t given up. “Who the hell would come down here?” I asked, not sure if I even w