Marked For Love: The Alpha's Chosen Luna

in New York, I had become far more vigilant. Whenever we we

r the wedding of some friends and was staying at Dunvarne Castle. Whenever he was away from home, my past

on the second floor. My room, of course, was in the same wing where my boss stayed. All I need

he wore nothing but his shirt, which she pulled tight around her body. She hurried toward her own ro

hiding spot and took a seat on the sofa along the wall, between

ught back to what had ha

had finally m

of the main lounge last night, then carry her in his arms t

time, if yo

a different reason for hiring her, especially since he offer

predestination, or any of that. People claimed that pairing up with someone co

tarted working for my bo

brighter, and I noticed his supernatural gifts became much stronger. Natasha, too, appeared

as so strong, it felt like you could sense it from miles away. Who

ess alpha would hav

Brent, must have s

y for him, not for a second. If Brent had treated his wife with any kind

w. I remembered how that fool tried to convince my boss she had only hit her hea

im, you would have noticed right away. Garrett's hands, just like his voice, were somethi

asculine politeness. Sure, Garrett was a gentleman. He was also known for his peaceful ways. But it was more than that-he had a natural kind of authority that made

never got angry or was inc

ood looks that made fans swoon, the famous singer a

en treated differentl

murderous energy that I felt chills down my spine. I believed it was one of the rare moments when I could fully sense the power of his sup

e, my job felt more like protecting people from him-or keeping him away from all those groupies who worshiped him l

t night and wanted to challenge him to a duel like in the old day

uld even go as far as to say that maybe there had once been real love between Natasha and Brent, but my loyalty w

there was no scent at all coming from her, which struck me as unusual since I could always pick up

d an alpha's scent by neutralizing their olfactory signature, at least for a while. She probably still carried the boss's scent,

all over her, as if he had already marked his territory. When I saw her, with that scarf around her n

as I took in a deep breath

ted working for my boss, but this morning she did everything she could to avoid me. She was joined by her roommate, a slightly chubby blonde, and the two of them hurried down the stairs

e distance. Somehow, I doubted that Natasha regretted spendi

again. He stepped out into the hallway, looking fresh and put together. I jum

already standing at my post, though s

n she left?" he asked, h

ot want his precious Natasha to feel embar

no, and my boss insta

one else

u last night, but I took his smartphon

eing an international star. Everything in his life was always under a mic

to be, especially with journalists and paparazzi.

ose behind as we turned toward a spiral staircase. He descended the steps with quick, light steps. T

rnatural charm that defined him. His manner, his gestures, all of it seeme