The Forbidden Luna Mated to 7 Fierce Alpha Kings

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ion of the room. It was the first time since our

back. His look was piercing, as if he wanted me to grasp

is or are you just an

; I was involved in this, pulled in by his presence.

nging my will. He was hoping for me to say something to relieve the strain. Thou

out thinki

I

oved nearer, his presence overpowering. Leaning in, his breath touched my ear; the distance

for weakness," he said quie

I hadn't heard him come, his presence was inescapable. Stepping

rasp. Mika's gaze flicked over me before looking at his brother. There was a crackling in the air betw

hand? He was already there, his presence like a heavy fog falling. He was now cl

u believe you'v

. He wasn't only challenging Luka; he was asserting his ownership, stating u

finitely uncomfortable even if I had no idea what was going on. I was standing

urn away. It was like a storm brewing in his eyes, but unlike Luka's

ll regret it," Mika snarled, his

arged with something primitive I couldn't grasp. Though their presence was alluring and

erratic. But there was something else. Deeper under the surface, a force beyond their enmity. It was thei

mpletely under my control. The air was thick with tension, suffoc

ight became hazy and I was suddenly no longer there in the packed room

The cries. My parents' expressions, t

e old library. Stepping into the shadow of the huge oak trees made me freez

ht, struck me as something familiar. The same unease crept th

soft and intentional lik

che

. Every syllable contorted my insides,

de

mpus safety. His mere presence made me feel a jolt of d

he shadows, his form more threatening in the low light. Though I recognized it well, his face was only visible i

n away," he whispered

a question of time, but the reality of it, the pure certainty of hi

was intense, as if he knew all about me, inc

t your true identity is about

ng, the one where the cult had come for me. The stony walls of my former residence. The stro

always tormented my dreams. Though his face was covered, his eyes, full of anger and purpos

figure murmured, his voice pierc

g, but there was no place to run. His fingertips touched my cheek and the feeling was too real, to

aid almost tenderly, as though he

ision

rigid stone walk, breathless. Dazed, I blinked quickly b

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