All Chapters of From Rejected to Resilient: The Alpha's Supermodel Luna : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Marvi's expression hardened as he took a step closer, his voice low and filled with a mix of bitterness and determination. "I understand that I've fucked up, Isla. But you know what? You were doing very badly before you met your mate, Liam. Now you've become like a fairytale princess who is soon going to meet her Prince Charming. It shows that you were just lucky. The same way I believe that I, too, can get lucky again and overpower you."Isla felt a surge of anger at his words. "You think this is about luck, Marvi? You think I'm just some damsel waiting for a prince to save me?" She took a step forward, her voice steady and fierce. "I know the game of life better than you, Marvi. Do you think you can threaten me now? I've worked hard to become who I am, and I will keep upgrading myself every day and become even more stronger. So do whatever you can, Marvi. I am ready to face you on the battlefield."Marvi's face fell, his face getting long as he processed her words. "You think you ca

After the mind-blowing sex in the plush couch in the pole dance room, Liam asked her what she wanted jext. “I don't know, something adventurous…..” she bit her lip. As their lustful gazes locked, his ocean blue eyes glinted with a mischievous sparkle, signaling his intentions. Isla, her heart racing with anticipation, knew she was in for another unforgettable experience.The room reeked of the sensual fragrance of those roses and lilacs. The pole stood tall in the center, standing like a silent witness to their carnal desires about to unfold. Near the pole, a sex swing hung invitingly, its leather straps and chains made Isla feel wet already. She liked getting fucked by Liam in BDSM way. Liam approached Isla, his muscular frame towering over her. He cupped her face gently, his thumb brushing against her soft cheek. "Are you ready for more, my beautiful Isla?" he whispered, his breath warm against her skin. Isla's heart fluttered, and she nodded eagerly, her eyes sparkling with de

The cottage fell silent save for the distant calls of birds and the gentle tick of the old clock on the wall. Outside, clouds drifted across the sun, casting momentary shadows through the kitchen. Inside, Maximilian battled his own darkness."Even now, I wasn't able to capture your captor," he said, his voice low and filled with frustration. "Who is that bastard that kidnapped you?!"His fists clenched at his sides, knuckles whitening with suppressed rage. The wolf within him howled for vengeance, for blood. Five years of searching had yielded little more than fragments—whispers of a man with changing faces, moving through the shadows of the supernatural world with disturbing ease.Angelina pulled back slightly, her expression softening. "Even I don't know. He used to charm me by taking on a handsome man's physical appearance. I ignored him."She shuddered visibly, wrapping her arms around herself. "He was... empty somehow. Behind whatever face he wore. Like looking into a void." She

If anyone understood the danger of Liam's anger, it was she. Her son had inherited raw, ancient powers that set him apart even among werewolves. His connection to the primal forces of their kind ran deeper than most, giving him abilities that were both gift and curse."So that is why I couldn't face him," Maximilian said quietly, noting her reaction. "You know what he's capable of. Then how can I confess the truth to him?!""You are right," she whispered. "Even when he was small, I could sense the power in him. It's why I worked so hard to teach him control, to channel his emotions." She looked up at her mate, fear flickering in her eyes. "How bad was it after we both went hidden from his life?!"Maximilian sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair. "The first year was... difficult. I heard that he destroyed an entire wing of the mansion during one episode. The pack has stood by him, but there were times..." He trailed off, shaking his head. "Times when I wondered if his grief

The bedroom was lit up in night lamps, soft and silver.. Isla lay nestled against Liam, her body curved perfectly into the protective arc of his embrace. Their breathing synchronized. Her slumber began softly, peacefully. The warmth of Liam's body, the steady rise and fall of his chest, the faint scent of cedar and pine that always surrounded him—these were her anchors, her safety.And then the dream began.At first, it was pure joy. Isla found herself running—no, bounding—through a moonlit forest. But this was different. This was her wolf form. Selena. Her long-lost wolf that she thought had died years ago.Golden blonde fur gleamed under the moonlight, each muscle moving with a fluid grace she had forgotten was possible. The ground beneath her paws felt alive, vibrating with ancient energy. Moss-covered earth, fallen pine needles, the soft give of forest floor—sensations she had been denied for so long rushed back to her.Freedom. Pure, unbridled freedom.Her wolf form was magn