[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT, DARK THEMES] “I will tie you to the bedpost and fuck you like a dirty little slut. Our bodies will meet in perfumes and in sweat until you're screaming for mercy from me… your big bad fuckable lord and Alpha." He vowed and my face seared with humiliation. Wasn't it laughable that I was not humiliated because of his words, but because of what the thoughts that lingered at the back of my mind were? I wanted every bit of it. The crazy wild sex, the toxic bond… somehow—the sound of them set my soul on fire. I wanted them all. ____ Phoebe Skywalker is a humble maid in the mansion of the Prestigious Blue Moon’s Alpha. When she is chosen as the Moon's Chosen who is destined to mate with the Alpha, no one expected this taboo as only elites were allowed to become the Luna. Unable to tolerate this humiliation, the arrogant Alpha rejects her. But the Alpha Council intervenes, forcing him to mate with the unlikely chosen one. Phoebe becomes the pack’s Luna but Alpha Kaene would never open his heart to her… or so he thought. When he tries his best to intimidate her, promising her unending nights of merciless lovemaking, Kaene doesn't expect the feisty side of Phoebe that he soon comes to discover. The taboo Luna shocks everyone as she not only shines in conquering enemies but also in stealing the heart of the stoic Alpha Kaene.
Kaene
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On my drive to work, I couldn't help but think about this morning.
About the sex but also because I'd finally marked Phoebe.
Doing that gave me a sense of pride knowing that whenever she went out, people would know that she had a mate... Me.
"Sir?" Lyra, my assistant who sat beside me at the back of the car, called my attention. "I just wanted to inform you that Payne Technology will also be attending the meeting with your board. They're aligned with Liam Enterprises."
My brows furrowed into a frown.
Payne Technology?
"Who's the CEO of Payne Technology?" I asked curiously, wondering why that name sounded so familiar.
Lyra responded after a few seconds' pause. "Uhh... It's Caleb Payne, sir."
My heart dropped when I heard that name.
Oh, no.
"Caleb is the Alpha of Crescent Moon, Lyra," I muttered, rubbing my forehead with frustration.