All Chapters of Pregnant Luna - Lawful Rebellion : Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

SUKI - The night before the full moon arrived, and the energy in the air felt thick enough to choke on. His body didn't fully understand what was coming yet, even if he did. Every instinct in him was preparing for something it had never gone through before. Luckily, I was here to help.My shifts were different. The moon didn't force them on me. I chose when to let my wolf out, when to embrace what was inside me. On the full moon, I wanted to shift. It felt incredible, like everything inside me clicked into place. But I didn't have to. He did. And it hurt. Really bad the first time.I had never understood why werewolves got the short end of the deal. Why their shift had to be something brutal, something to survive rather than something to embrace. If I could take that part away for him, I would. But I wasn't the one in the family with connections to the moon goddess. Declan paced through the Riverwalk house like he was trying to outrun something. He stretched, rolled his shoulders, a

DECLAN - I startled awake, breath catching hard. My body tensed, expecting the usual flood of images, the heavy, sinking feeling that came every time I crawled out of sleep. But there was nothing. No nightmares. No flashes of Gaia. Just quiet.Suki was still curled up beside me, the blanket barely covering her. She had gotten too hot in the middle of the night and tossed her shirt somewhere across the room. I stared for a long moment, wondering if she did it to torture me. Maybe it was on purpose, a test of how much self-control I had left. I had spent two weeks fighting every urge, pulling back when I wanted to push forward. That was ending tonight.The second I recovered from the shift, I was taking care of this. I was done waiting. She was mine, and I was going to make sure she knew it. In every way I could. I was relieved she was still asleep. Still so peaceful. I probably talked in my sleep the entire week. I did that a lot as a kid. I still did when I was stressed. Dad used t

DECLAN - Fire tore down my spine. It twisted through every limb. My bones cracked. They shifted under the surface. They broke apart and reformed in ways that weren't natural. A scream wrenched from my throat. It came out raw and ragged. My legs gave out. I fell forward. Suki caught me, arms wrapping around me, pulling me tight against her."Stay with me," she whispered.I wanted to. I wanted to hold onto her and never let go, but I couldn't. The pain grew worse. It tore through every inch of me. It turned me inside out. My hands clenched around her waist. My forehead pressed hard into her shoulder. Everything inside me screamed to stay close. To hold on. To let her keep me together. But the shift had other plans.Another wave of fire ripped through my body. It was stronger than before. My back arched. My fingers spasmed. A growl, deep, guttural, completely inhuman, tore from my throat."Suki..."She held on tighter. "I know. I know."I wanted to believe she did, but she couldn't. No

DECLAN -I couldn't stop staring at the bruises. They darkened her arms, deep purple patches against her skin. More bruises ran along her ribs, circling her sides, marking every place I fought her, every spot I had thrashed to get free. Each mark told me exactly how much I'd lost control.Suki didn't move away despite everything. She lay still against me, her breathing steady, calm. She hadn't flinched once through it all. She hadn't complained or tried to escape. She'd just held me down for an hour, refusing to let me lose myself completely. And why?Because I panicked.Because I convinced myself something was broken when the truth was obvious. The moment we were marked, I would hear her, and she would hear me. It wasn't complicated. It wasn't something to fear. But panic had overtaken me anyway, and she'd paid the price.The ache spread through my knuckles. The truth hit me again and again. I'd hurt her because I couldn't keep my fears in check. Those bruises weren't just from the

DECLAN - I drove through the darkness at a reckless pace, focused on reaching the hospital. The truck felt cramped. I kept my focus on the road, refusing to glance at the passenger seat. Suki was silent and distant. I hated the silence. I hated knowing Roxy in the backseat refused to speak beyond a few mumbled phrases. The last thing these two usually were was quiet. I pressed harder on the gas. Trees blurred. The wind blasted through the cracked window. Everything had changed too fast. Our parents tap-danced around the truth, and that had only pissed me off. Rumors tangled with what I thought I knew. I couldn’t stop replaying it. Tory’s blood matched Dad, not Lincs.I checked the rearview. Roxy stared at nothing. Her eyes had always matched Dad's. If the twins belonged to Mom and Linc, why did Tory share traits with Dad? Our parents always claimed I was Dad's and the twins were Linc’s. Tory’s results blew that apart. I glanced at Suki. She sat locked in her thoughts. I wondered i