All Chapters of The Perfect Luna : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Russell's POV As dawn broke and the first light appeared, I maneuvered my wheelchair and pushed open the bedroom door. As an Alpha, even in this seemingly peaceful moment of returning home, my keen senses allowed me to detect the unique scent of Zoey within the house. In the quiet of the early morning, I silently went towards the bedside. A sliver of weak light seeped through the narrow gap in the curtains, illuminating a slight bulge on the bed. I recognized it at a glance—it was Zoey. I had an extraordinary familiarity with her form, an instinctive mark of a werewolf for their mate. When I passed by her bedroom just now, an intense longing swept over me like a tidal wave, the instinctive desire of a werewolf couple before reuniting after separation. The lupine nature within me restlessly stirred in my chest, constantly roaring, urging me to see Zoey immediately, to embrace her. But in the end, I still managed to suppress that longing with my strong self-control and returne

Zoey's POV I nodded and said, "Since Mr. Madox has spent seven hundred million dollars, I'll give him a free check-up." Russell unfastened his cufflinks, revealing a section of his smoothly contoured forearm, and then politely said, "Please." I focused my mind and engaged in deep communication with the wolf within me. Instantly, an intangible yet powerful aura of perception emanated from my fingertips, gently enveloping Russell's wrist. Under the influence of this aura, I could clearly sense the flow of energy and vital signs within him, the robust and forceful energy fluctuations. Suddenly, I noticed Russell's gaze falling on my hand, and my heart skipped a beat. Feeling guilty, I quickly covered my hand with the wide sleeve. After a while, I let out a soft sigh and said, "The injury has been for far too long, and all the energy meridians within the body are completely blocked. With my current abilities, I'm truly powerless. I apologize, Mr. Madox." Denzel, with a quick turn o

Third Person's POV Braylen and Aubrie, still standing in the same spot, were feeling quite conflicted, especially with the revelation of a traitor in their midst. Aubrie asked, "Where should we take Caroline?" After a moment of contemplation, Braylen replied, "Take her to Serene Manor. It's the safest place with Russell." Aubrie's brows furrowed, "By doing this, aren't we openly declaring our allegiance to Russell?" "We have to choose between Denzel and Russell. With Russell now in control of the Madox family, it's unlikely that Denzel can make much of a difference. Besides, if it weren't for Russell bringing in Dr. Z, Caroline would have been lost," Braylen reasoned. Aubrie nodded in agreement, "Alright! Should we discuss this with Abigail? She's coming back tomorrow." "No need. I'll just inform Russell and take Caroline over," Braylen decided. Zoey's POV After leaving the Madox family's residence, I headed straight to Galaxy Studio. I was well aware that even if I returne

Russell's POV I took a deep breath, and the irritations of the day seemed to dissipate all at once. I glanced down, pulled the blanket up a bit higher, and then turned on the microphone to announce the end of the meeting. I returned to the bedroom and took a cold shower, which lasted longer than usual. I found it quite odd that Zoey hadn't come to find me. I narrowed my eyes, wondering if she had discovered that I wasn't disabled. But I quickly dismissed the thought. I had hidden it well, and it shouldn't have been discovered. After I had composed myself, I wheeled into the kitchen and saw Zoey cooking. I realized then that I had been overly suspicious and let out a sigh of relief. Zoey's ink-black hair, resembling seaweed, cascaded down to her waist, looking incredibly gentle. At that moment, she exuded a unique charm in my eyes, the captivating aura that belonged to my mate. I rested one hand on the armrest and the other on my chin, quietly observing her as she bustled abou

Russell's POV In the spacious dining room, which resembled a palace, Myra was banging her head on the ground with a resounding thud, her face etched with horror and pleading. Tears streamed down her face like a breached dam, as she wailed, "Alpha Russell, please spare my life in consideration of my years of service at Serene Manor. I had no choice. My son is still under their control!" Her voice trembled, as if all her strength had been drained, leaving only desperate pleas. I spoke without a hint of emotion, "One must face the consequences of their actions, don't you agree? Brent." My voice was deep and magnetic, yet it carried an unquestionable authority, as if emerging from the depths of darkness to pass judgment. Upon hearing my call, Brent immediately entered, responding with the utmost respect, "Yes, Alpha Russell." His eyes were filled with awe, and he dared not show the slightest negligence. "Take her to the secret chamber and deal with her according to the pack's rules