All Chapters of Aligned Fantasy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Taiga was determined to understand what all the hype was about. If Maya was truly considering going back to his ex, then Taiga wasn’t going down without a fight. The party that had every team buzzing was finally here. Taiga will arrive alone, Maya had mysteriously come down with a cold and had to stay behind. He was dressed in sharply tailored suit pants and an expensive, form-fitting corset top, Taiga looked like he belonged on a runway. “Maybe this outfit is a little over the top,” he murmured to himself, glancing around and feeling slightly overdressed. As a Luna, Taiga wasn't overly masculine, but he was far from delicate. He had a slim waist and broad shoulders, standing at an impressive 6'3", a whole three inches taller than Maya. His hips were wide enough to be mistaken for the result of a serious leg day, and his sculpted thighs and matching glutes only added to the effect. He was by no means a small man. Compared to female Lunas, male Lunas were typically larger and of

Dante was about two or three inches taller than Taiga, but right now, he felt so small with those eyes on him. “You expecting me to return the compliment?” Taiga said, lips moving, rolling his eyes like Dante didn’t mean shit. And oh, he was starting to feel like it. But he had to look cool. He put on his signature smirk. “Aren’t you?” he said smoothly, taking the spot Taiga’s guest had been occupying. “I really do not have your time today, Dante. I’m here to have fun, for both me and Maya, so kindly get lost,” Taiga said, turning to the bartender and ordering another glass. “No need to fret. Arguing with you isn’t on my list of things to do today, so chill out with the sass, okay?” Dante said, staring at him as he chugged down the bottle in one go. “Now why the actual fuck do you think I’d want to talk to my boyfriend’s ex, let alone have drinks with him? You’re ruining my fun. I was having fun with Kozen, and you interrupted.” Taiga feigned annoyance. “And how would

By the time Dante stirred awake, the space beside him was empty. He blinks, the hazy light spilling through the curtains, taking in the unfamiliar ceiling. His body ached, remnants of the previous night still lingering in his muscles. Slowly, the events filtered back, someone’s house, too much to drink, Taiga… But now, Taiga was gone. No note. No trace. Not even a whiff of his cologne on the pillow. A sharp knock at the door dragged him further from his thoughts. Dante groaned and ran a hand through his Short hair. “Be down in a minute,” he muttered, voice gravelly from sleep. He rolled out of bed, wandered into the attached bathroom, and splashed cold water on his face. A glance in the mirror revealed what he already felt, slightly hungover, a little disheveled. Once dressed and presentable, he headed downstairs, phone in hand. He paused on the last step when he caught sight of the host seated at the dining table, tall, broad-shouldered, with a ridiculous grin that stretch

Taiga stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, palms braced on the sink, water still dripping down his fingers. His heart pounded too hard, echoing inside his ribcage like a war drum. His phone sat nearby, the screen black but heavy with silence. A part of him hoped it might never light up again. But he knew it would. Dante had told Maya. His secret, his biggest, most closely guarded secret, was now in someone else’s hands. He should’ve known better than to trust him. Even one night, especially one night, was too much. “I already told him your secret. He knows you're an Elite Prime Luna now, love,” Dante had said on the call. His voice smooth, confident, annoyingly sure of himself like always. Love. He had the audacity to say that word. Taiga’s voice cracked sharp in reply, “Why the hell would you tell him that? You weren’t meant to let him know we even spoke.” “It’s fine, love, don’t fret,” Dante said, like he hadn’t just detonated a bomb. “I didn’t tell him

Dante’s father, Raizen Kurobane, an Elite Enigma and the ruthless kingpin of an expansive mafia empire, built his legacy with fire, blood, and fear. The underworld bowed at his feet, his name alone inspired obedience. But beyond the wealth, power, and body count, Raizen’s greatest ambition had always been to crown his only son as heir to the empire. “Honey,” he murmured, arms folded behind his back as he stared out of his office window, “he told me he’s found a Luna.” His wife, Phoebe Kurobane, an Enigma with dark-blue eyes and hair that fell over one shoulder, tilted her head with smirk. Dante had inherited her face, those confident eyes and the arrogance in every gesture. “Darling,” Phoebe said, walking toward him “you’ve always tried to mold that boy with fear, when we both know you love him more than life itself.” “That boy has been lonely long enough,” he said, voice sharp . “He acts cold, but he’s just a kid.” Phoebe stepped closer“You speak like you’ve forgotten what hap