The Heartless Alpha’s Beloved Luna

Chapter 418

I closed my eyes and sank further into the bath until the water hit my chin.

At some point, I must have drifted off, just a little. I was so exhausted that it was inevitable. But that wasn’t the problem.

It was the fact that, for every night that week, I had dreamt of Gideon. Even when I dozed for a few minutes at the table, I dreamt of his hands on my body and his lips on my skin and everything that I wasn’t supposed to think about.

And this time was no different.

An image of the inside of the greenhouse flashed through my half-asleep mind. Except this time was different. We didn’t stop when it got too heavy. We kept going, and I moaned at the sensation of his mouth trailing down between my thighs, and the windows fogged up from our shared breath.

My eyes fluttered open, and I rubbed them, as if that would somehow dispel the thought. It didn’t, of course, so I grabbed my wine and took a long gulp before sinking back into the water. 1

The full moon was tomorrow. That was all this was. I’d dealt with it before. It had been worse in the early years after leaving the packs, when I had no one and the full moon made me feel hollowed out and restless in ways I couldn’t explain to humans. 1

knew what this was. I

my hand from sliding beneath

didn’t work. He was already there, behind my eyes, steady as anything, and the full moon was tomorrow and I was still a wolf despite ten years trying not

too well. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t done this before, on those lonely nights in my mansion. I’d be lying, too, if I said that images

did try to push them away, to picture some faceless man with a big cock and no real ties to me.

dipping down into the folds and then back up. I drew two fingers around

of Gideon on my mind and veins that I sometimes swore were still coursing with

I wanted it to be. I finished with three shudders, abdominal muscles tensing under

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nothing but a cold ceiling above me, the shame

hands over