Page 21 of Luna's New Reign

Asani grips my hips for better purchase, his claws extending slightly, digging into my flesh just enough to send shivers down my spine. I love the feeling of his claws, a reminder of the wild beast within the both of us. His full balls slap against my ass every time he sinks inside of me, my need for him to fill me growing.

The primal lust swirling in the air grows as I look up to meet Mateo’s gaze. He’s claiming Remi, demanding the smaller Alphas’ submission. Everything about this moment makes me want to howl at the moon, to let the world know the pleasure running through my body. As Mateo's pace quickens, so does Asani’s, my own release building.

I reach down to grab my own cock, using pre cum to jerk myself off.

And then I feel it. Asani’s cock thickens inside of me, his knot swelling as he pushes it forward, stretching me forward. He lets out a deep, guttural howl, the sound echoing through the night. His claws dig further into my hips, leaving small marks on my skin, as he comes, filling me up. The sensation is overwhelming, my own orgasm taking me by surprise.

And that’s when I realize this moment is more than just showing Remi how loved he is. It’s a reclaiming of power. A howl releases into the air, followed by another, Mateo half-shifting before my very eyes. His hips are still rocking against Remi’s but they’re locked together, even as fur sprouts down the back of Mateo’s spine and his eyes turn that deep red.

Asani is changing too. I can feel the way his cock thickens further, his heavy breaths turning more into soft growls. It feels like magic is coursing through my veins, mixed with pleasure even as I’m on my knees, knotted by a beast.

Their howls grow louder as they lose themselves to their wolves, Remi and I sharing a silent moment before we throw our heads back and join in the howl. The partial shift overtakes me as well, the strength of my wolf present in this human form. Asani’s hips start moving again, fucking me even as we’re tied together, ramping me up to another release.

I’m not sure I’ll survive another but the strength of our bond and the magic makes me want more.

>>>The magic is changing, I push out, unable to find my words.>>> Asani is going to split me in half if he shifts. Fuck, I’m not into that.

There’s a hearty, animalistic laugh behind me, Asani’s cock jerking inside of me as I come again.

Remi grins up at me, his fingers dug into the earth as he rocks back against Mateo. He’s enjoying every last minute of this, being stuffed full by our Alphas. I wouldn’t mind watching him be knotted bybothour Alphas one day.

The moment passes, Asani and Mateo maneuvering us onto our sides but the silence remains, adding to the little paradise we’ve found. I make a note to keep this to ourselves for the time being—a solace just for us.

13

NEPHELINE

I wake up tangled in a warm cocoon of limbs, my head resting on Maverick’s chest while Darius’s arm drapes heavily across my waist. The first rays of sunlight filter through the curtains, painting the room in a soft glow. It’s peaceful, quiet—the kind of moment I wish I could freeze forever.

Through the bonds, I feel the gentle hum of my other mates, their emotions warm and steady. Mateo is calm, probably already up and thinking through whatever strategy or plan he’s got in mind for the day. River is his usual stoic self, though there’s a faint undercurrent of contentment trickling through the bond. Remi and Asani feel playful, their energies buzzing with a kind of lightness that makes me smile.

But here, in the nest, it’s just us. Maverick’s steady breathing fills the space, his hand resting lightly on my hip. Darius shifts beside me, his body pressing closer as he lets out a soft, sleepy grunt.

I could stay like this forever. And then there’s a knock. A loud, jarringbang bang bangthat shatters the tranquility like glass hitting the floor. I groan, burying my face in Maverick’s chest as he stiffens beneath me. “Nope. Not happening,” I mumble, my voice muffled against his skin.

Maverick chuckles softly, though there’s an edge of irritation to it. “Someone didn’t get the memo about personal space.”

The knocking comes again, harsher this time and I let out a frustrated sigh as I untangle myself from my mates. Maverick is already moving, his sharp eyes narrowing as he pulls on a pair of sweats and moves to block me from rushing out of the bedroom.

“Stay here,” he says, his voice low but firm.

I roll my eyes, grabbing a shirt and slipping it over my head as I follow him. “I’m not staying anywhere,” I mutter, my bare feet padding against the floor as I trail him down the stairs.

Before I can protest further, Darius is behind me, his arms circling my waist as he pulls me close. “It’s not about how strong you are,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear. “It’s about protecting you.”

My annoyance softens, but only slightly. “You guys are ridiculous,” I grumble, though I let him guide me down the last few steps.

Maverick reaches the door first, his shoulders tense as he pulls it open. Standing there, with all the grace of a hurricane, is Victoria.

Her expression is a storm of barely contained anger, her piercing eyes zeroing in on me the moment the door swings open. Behind her, Ilara and Lawrence stand silently, their presence subdued as they remain outside the threshold. It’s custom, after all—no one enters a pack house without being invited in by the Luna or Alpha.

Victoria, apparently, doesn’t give a damn about custom. She storms inside without so much as a glance at Maverick, hershoes clicking sharply against the floor as she points directly at me.

“We need to talk,” she snaps, her face contorted in a mixture of anger and disgust.

I stare at her, completely unimpressed, before letting out a long, exaggerated sigh. “Can I at least have my coffee first? Damn.”

Darius snickers softly behind me and even Maverick’s lips twitch like he’s fighting back a smile. Victoria, however, looks far from amused.