[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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Crushed. Angry. Humiliated.
The rage burning inside me after finding out about Phoebe's infidelity in such a dramatic way was almost crippling.
I'd finished an entire bottle of whiskey on my suite's balcony and was about to fling it away when a feminine voice spoke up from behind me.
"Drink anymore and I fear you might explode from all the alcohol."
I slowly lowered the bottle, glancing back to see my mother standing with a wry smile on her face.
She walked toward me, placing a hand on my shoulder when she got to the balcony. "I know you're hurting son. But, letting yourself fall so low because of that... Slut, wouldn't help in any way."
I rolled my eyes, looking away from her. "Mother, if this is another lecture from you on how I should banish Phoebe or whatever, I don't want to hear it. It's over. We're over. I don't care what happens to her." I said matter of factly.