My Mate is the Luna
predator savoring the cornering of prey. His eyes locked on Jace with a
If he spoke a word
from his tongue. His gaze flicked between them
trembled. Her voice came weak, too thin to con
eferred the Alpha's company. Yet I find you whisper
glowing brighter beneath the moonlight. He shifted one st
horne would call the guards. The pack wo
she even thought. Heat burned her skin at the contact, shooting up her arm
laugh rumbled from his chest. "
breath
ed toward her, shielding her without words. His pres
d, his voice low, sh
walls. "Bold. Very bold. But tell me, little Luna... does
. She wanted to speak, to deny, to twist f
squared, the wild scent of him thick in th
he snarled, "and I'll
ven the night seemed
tered, just for a second, before his bravado returne
lingered on Rhea, hard and cold. "Enj
with harsh finality. Within moments, h
ll, her chest heaving, her
fixed on where Thorne had gone. Only when
ere," she whispered
h her, unyielding. "
at she had no choice, that the chains around her weren't ones she
r veins, hot and sharp. She clutched her arms
the plea breaking in her voice. "If
ent dizzying, wild and clean and alive. His hand lifted as if to to
y," he said
into that touch, to let his hand close the space,
, her eyes burning. "I'm
gaze flared with anger, but not at her.
d back against the wall, trembl
suffocating. Then Jace exhaled, r
, voice tight. "Whether
. Her lips parted,
back into the trees. His form melted into the s
to steady the storm inside her. The bond th
er terror was
as T
heard. And Thorne
-
ng, the counci
her lap. The chamber buzzed with voices, elders murmuring about rogues near
rd he spoke dripping confidence. To the pack, he was their sav
gh the meetin
on
sed, his smirk faint but sharp as a blade. Every
k
ould des
ide it, but Dorian's sharp eyes missed little. His hand sli
a?" he asked smoothly, loud
d turned
trembling. "No, Alpha," she
rt screamed
ing her alive. Th
ld the knife
orne's voice slid into h
Alpha would say... if he knew whose e