บททั้งหมดของ Pregnant Luna - Lawful Rebellion : บทที่ 311 - บทที่ 320

DECLAN - I could barely hear my own breathing over the thunder of my heartbeat. Part of me, the unsure teenage boy who'd never done anything like this before, wanted to run. The other part, the part that felt like a wolf scratching at the walls of my chest, refused to back down. I needed her."Come on," I mumbled in her face. I laced my fingers through hers and led her back to my bedroom. It felt surreal. My legs wobbled, my thoughts stumbling over themselves. I forced myself to keep moving. I had to pretend I knew exactly what I was doing.Once inside, the door clicked shut. I swallowed, nerves zinging through me like electric sparks. For a second, I stood there, unsure how to start. Then that alpha urge kicked in again. I needed her close.I reached for her waist, tentatively at first. She leaned into me, giving me the courage to keep going. I tugged her with me toward the bed. My hands shook, but I was determined. I didn't give her another chance to pull away. As soon as we hit t

DECLAN - Ian was right behind me, running his mouth the entire way. It was the one thing he was really good at. "You think you can just waltz in and claim her?" he sneered. "You don't know shit about what she needs. You're nothing but a spoiled heir riding on your parents' names."I bit down on the words threatening to spill out. Not yet.But there was one small relief. Suki was nowhere to be found. I didn't feel that pull, that tug I did when she was nearby before. Nothing.As we neared the training grounds, I leaned over to Dad. "I marked Gaia."Dad didn't miss a beat. He just nodded without looking at me. That was all I needed to know.They knew. Of course, they knew. Tory must have opened her mouth the second she left the room. She always had to stir the pot. I was going to deal with her later.The second we hit the dirt, Uncle Jaed turned on me."You marked my underage daughter?" he roared, his voice echoing across the field. "You think you can just take her without a word? Wit

Jaed shoved Gaia's shirt into her hands. "Get back to the packhouse now."She pulled it over her head, hands moving fast with something I couldn't read, and stomped off. I pushed myself up onto my elbows, but before I could sit up, Jaed planted a hand on my chest and shoved me back down."Relax."I shoved his hand off. "She shouldn't be out there alone.""She's fine.""That's not the point." Forcing myself upright sent pain flaring through my ribs, but I ignored it. "You saw what happened earlier. She's not invincible."Jaed groaned. "Neither are you.""I don't care about me.""You should." He crouched beside me, tugging at the torn fabric of my shirt to get a better look at the gash running along my ribs. Pressure hit the wound, and I hissed out a breath, fighting against the urge to shove him away."We need to get you up there." It sounded more like he was talking to himself."I'm fine.""Bullshit." His grip tightened for a second before he let go and sat back on his heels. "You're

They put us in separate beds in the medbay after patching us up. The sharp bite of antiseptic mixed with blood thickened the air, turning my stomach. Gaia had been treated first, covered in claw marks from Suki and sporting a concussion. She lay still, her skin pale against the sheets, but her eyes never left me. Half-lidded but unyielding, like she was holding on just to make sure I didn't fall apart.I couldn't look away from her either. Every time a healer dabbed at her wounds, I felt it like they were stitching into my own skin. The needle pierced her over and over, thread pulling tight, and my blood boiled. Most of the wounds were concentrated around her neck, slashing deep into the fresh mark I had given her before all of this. Suki had gone for it deliberately, trying to tear it away. The raw, angry wounds stood out against her pale skin, a brutal reminder of what she had fought for. She didn't flinch. Not even when they cleaned the deep gashes along her ribs. The only outward

DECLAN - The house was too quiet, except for the steady rhythm of Gaia's breathing beside me. I turned my head slightly, my lips grazing her hairline before my eyes traced the mark on her neck. My mark.I ran my fingers along its ridge, wishing I could erase the fresh, angry wound that cut through its lower half, the one Suki had just given her. It was still raw, still healing, an open wound disrupting something that should have been perfect. Every time I looked at it, it felt like a cruel branding, a mark of someone who had no right to leave anything on Gaia's skin. Especially not next to mine.I hated it. Hated that Gaia would always have this scar tangled with my mark. Hated that I would always look at it and see a past that should have stayed buried.I willed the scar to disappear, but I wasn't that powerful.I reached up and touched my own mark, tracing the uneven split that rested on either side of my neck. Not normal. Not whole. My mark had never been like anyone else's, and