บททั้งหมดของ Taming the Rogue Luna: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Morning comes too soon, sunlight spilling through the curtains in soft, muted streaks. I stretch, my muscles tight and still a little sore from yesterday, though I feel sharper today. Rested. Focused. As I sit up, I glance around the room, still failing to believe that Octavius really changed my room to something much nicer, and if I’m being honest, I haven’t been in a place this comfortable since I’ve been on the run. I swing my legs off the bed and walk over to the wardrobe, figuring now would be a good time to prepare for the day. I then tug the doors of the wardrobe open and immediately feel a frown form on my face. Inside is a collection of black combat attire. Practical. Fitted. Perfect. There is other clothing in here as well, mostly dark colours and some whites and greys. My eyebrows rise in surprise, not expecting Octavius to know my taste in clothing. There’s also lotion and different perfumes in there, leaving me even more surprised with the lengths he’s gone to just to ma

Inside the Tyro Packhouse, the tension doesn't ease. If anything, it feels heavier, the walls of the main building closing in as we're guided into a large meeting hall. My mind can't stop replaying what just happened... Octavius defending me in front of not just the Tyro Wolves, but his pack members as well. He was protective, possessive, and from the way he spoke, he sounded like he wasn't going to let anything happen to me.It leaves me confused and frustrated with him. I feel conflicted about how he's making me feel. I can't deny the strange attraction I feel towards him, no matter how much I try to fight it, and I don't know how long I can go on like this...I bring my attention back to what's happening around me. The Tyro wolves lead us forward, Alpha Lennox at the head front with what I assume is his Beta and Gamma, a few other wolves walking beside them.Alpha Octavius follows after them just as I remain close to him, with Samson, Miyuki, Lucas, Akando and Rafe close by as well.

I shake my head firmly, my jaw tightening as I think of my family, how they were slaughtered in front of me. "We weren't all killed," I say, my voice sharper now. "I survived..."Lennox tilts his head, studying me with an intensity that makes my skin prickle. "If you're the last surviving member of the Xarano pack," he says slowly, "then you have Alpha blood running through your veins. The other packs need to know you're alive."My stomach twists, and I step back, shaking my head. "No," I say firmly. "I'm not interested in anyone knowing. And I sure as hell don't want anyone deciding what that means for me."Lennox frowns slightly, but there's no malice in his expression. "It's not about what you want, Kaida," he says carefully. "It's about what you represent. The Xarano name is still respected and has power, whether you like it or not. The other packs—""I don't care about the other packs!" I snap, my voice rising. I turn to Octavius, my anger boiling over as I direct it to him for ev

The hallway is eerily quiet as I step into it, my footsteps echoing against the polished wooden floors. My chest tightens with every step I take, and for a moment, I question what the hell I'm even doing. What am I going to say to him? What can I say to him? I stop walking, letting out a frustrated breath as my mind races. I don’t even know where his room is and what if he’s not even there? I’m probably just in over my head… But before I can turn back, his scent hits me—clean, sharp, cool, and distinctly Octavius. It's stronger than it's ever been, intoxicating, and it pulls me forward like some invisible tether. I glance down the hallway, my eyes landing on the large double doors at the very end. The ones Miyuki told me not to worry about… Of course. That must be where his room is. As if to confirm it, his voice cuts through my mind, smooth and commanding: "Come to me… Now." I freeze, my breath catching in my throat. My eyes dart around the hallway, half expecting to see him

My wolf stirs beneath my skin, restless and unhelpful as ever, as I stand right in front of Octavius. Every logical part of me says to stay out of his way, let him focus on the mission, but I can’t. Not when Miyuki’s words are still ringing in my ears. "Octavius has chosen you.”I keep my eyes on him as I try to think of how to respond to the question. He remains calm, but his eyes give him away. He’s studying me too closely, like he’s trying to figure out why I haven’t stormed off yet...“Yeah, actually,” I say, crossing my arms. “What the hell is going on? Why is everyone acting… weird around me?” I ask him. Though I pretty much already know the answer, I want to hear it from him.His brow lifts slightly, almost like he’s amused. “Weird?” “You know what I mean.” I snap. “Miyuki said something earlier about them feeling it. About you choosing me...”His lips twitch, a faint smirk breaking through the calm mask he always wears. “She’s not wrong.” “What the hell did you tell them