All Chapters of Moonbound desire : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the dense Blackwood forest. The annual Blood Moon Hunt had begun, and every young wolf in the pack was out proving their strength. Selene Rivers should have been among them, chasing down prey, testing her abilities. Instead, she was running not as a predator, but as a girl desperate to escape the fate that had been carved out for her since birth.Her father, Alpha Gideon Rivers, had made it clear she was to be mated to Damon Hale, the strongest warrior in the pack, a union meant to solidify Blackwood’s power. But Selene didn’t want power. She didn’t want Damon. She wanted choice.The chilly wind whipped through her long raven hair as she sprinted deeper into the forbidden parts of the forest, where even the bravest wolves dared not tread. The stories spoke of cursed rogues, wolves without packs, exiled for crimes too terrible to name. But she didn’t believe in fairy tales meant to keep children in line.That was until she saw h

The ruins were deathly silent, save for the faint crackling of the fire. Selene sat across from Killian, her heart pounding in her chest as the weight of his words settled over her like a thick fog. “I am the last of the Moonfallen.” She had heard whispers of the Moonfallen Pack in childhood stories—ghosts of a lost legacy, a pack wiped from existence by the High Council for crimes too terrible to speak of. Some said they had turned against the Moon Goddess. Others claimed they had harbored a monster so dangerous that the Council had no choice but to eradicate them all. But no one survived. No one could have survived. And yet… here he was. Killian’s silver eyes remained fixed on the fire, his face unreadable. The flames cast flickering shadows over the sharp angles of his features, but Selene didn’t need the light to feel the storm raging inside him. He was a man caught between life and death, between vengeance and survival. And now, she was caught in it with him. Selene exhal

Selene exhaled slowly, willing her pulse to steady as Ronan pulled away. His fingers had barely left her skin, yet the ghost of his touch lingered, igniting something she refused to name.She should say something-break the silence before it swallowed her whole. But the words tangled in her throat, and when she finally dared to meet his gaze, she saw something dangerous there.Not danger in the way Ronan's enemies feared him. No, this was different. This was the kind of danger that made her chest tighten, the kind that whispered of a fall she wasn't sure she could survive."You should rest," he said at last, his voice quieter now, rough around the edges."You lost more blood than you realize."Selene scoffed, rolling her shoulders as if that could shake off the lingering awareness between them. "I've survive the point.""Then what is?" she challenged.His gaze flickered to her lips for the briefest moment, a flicker so quick she almost convinced herself she imagined it.Almost.

Selene hesitated only a moment before gripping Cassian’s outstretched hand. His grip was strong and sure as he pulled her up, his smirk barely concealing the flicker of something unreadable in his eyes.The moment she was on solid ground, she turned, reaching for Ronan. He looked at Cassian with pure distrust, but when she extended her hand, he took it. Together, she and Cassian pulled him up.Ronan barely got to his feet before he swayed, blood still seeping from his shoulder wound. Selene instinctively reached for him, steadying him against her side. He stiffened but didn’t pull away.Cassian raised an eyebrow. “So, he’s not just your bodyguard, then?”Selene shot him a glare. “Shut up.”Cassian chuckled, but before he could respond, the unmistakable sound of twigs snapping cut through the air.Selene spun, dagger in hand.Shadows moved through the trees.They weren’t alone.“Friends of yours?” Ronan muttered, his hand inching toward his blade despite his injury.Cassian’s expressio

Selene’s heart pounded as she pressed deeper into the forest, Ronan’s weight heavy against her. His breathing was ragged, his body feverishly hot where he leaned against her. The wound in his side had worsened—she could feel the damp warmth of fresh blood seeping through his shirt.“We need to stop,” she whispered, voice tight with worry.“No,” Ronan gritted out, trying to straighten. “We keep moving. We’re not safe yet.”Cassian, a few steps ahead, glanced over his shoulder. His golden eyes flicked to Ronan before settling on her. “He’s slowing us down. If they catch up—”Selene shot him a glare. “We’re not leaving him.”Cassian exhaled sharply but said nothing, leading them toward a thicket of trees where the shadows were deeper. They had been running for what felt like hours, but Selene’s nerves remained razor-sharp. Their escape from the stronghold had turned into a chase, the enemy always just out of sight but never far behind.Finally, they reached a small clearing with a cluste