A Warrior Luna's Awakening (Freya and Caelum) novel Chapter 314

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The sudden kiss froze Victor’s body in an instant. His mind went blank for the briefest heartbeat, and then it ignited. Every nerve, every instinct in him stirred, the taste and warmth of Lana’s lips wrapping around him like a familiar hunting scent he had longed for in silence.

How long had it been since she had kissed him like that? He couldn’t even remember. The memory of her touch, once scared into his consciousness, now felt unbearably vivid, drawing. him toward an almost animalistic need for more. His body betrayed him, leaning instinctively forward, craving, searching.

But it ended abruptly, leaving him hovering in the sharp edge of desire and denial. His gaze followed her as she stepped back, eyes glinting with mischief and challenge. She looked toward Velda, her expression saying it all-“See that? This is mine, and only mine.”

Velda’s composure cracked, her face twisting into something unrecognizable. Humiliation, surprise, and bitter resentment mingled in her wolfish glare. Victor felt a cold, hard twist in his chest. This woman–Lana–had kissed him as a performance, a show for another. Yet the only one who could claim her lingering desire, the one who truly mattered to her in that intimate, consuming way, was him.

Meanwhile, across the city in the sterile confines of a VIP hospital room, Silas Whitmor stirred awake. His first conscious words were sharp, cutting through the quiet hum of machines. “Where is she?”

“Miss Thorne had you brought here after you were rendered unconscious,” Wren replied, voice calm but cautious. “She didn’t come with you.”

Silas’s eyes fell to the three fingers of his hand still encased in splints. His mind churned. Even after he had pleaded, exposed vulnerability he never allowed anyone to see, she had still kept her distance. Not even a touch. She had the strength of a true Alpha in subtlety–freely giving and letting go as she saw fit.

The memory of her decisiveness in her divorce from Caelum Grafton burned in him. Once she made a choice, there was no turning back. If she chose to end something, it was final. And now… she had chosen to sever ties with him. Would she truly never look back?

No. He gritted his teeth, jaw flexing with the effort to contain the storm within him. Even if she refused to return, he would make her. He would bend fate itself until she had no choice but to come back to him.

Days later, Lana accompanied Freya to Capital International. The airport was bustling, a

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stream of travelers moving in every direction, their faces a blur compared to the sharp focus of a wolf on the hunt.

“Everything packed? Nothing forgotten?” Lana asked, her voice carrying the edge of worry only close allies earned.

“Yes. I figured I’d keep you company. Been a long time since I’ve had a proper break anyway,” Kade said, a subtle wolfish pride underlining his words. “Besides, if anything happens where I can help, I’ll be there. Otherwise, I’d just return when my leave is over.”

“Let’s go.” Kade nodded at Freya.

“Good.” Freya smiled softly, dragging her suitcase toward the security line. Kade stayed close, senses alert, eyes flicking constantly toward her.

This time, he refused to repeat the mistake he had made before. He would not leave her side, not when threats like Silas Whitmor lurked in the shadows, ready to pounce on any vulnerability. No matter her feelings, her reluctance to engage romantically, he would be there -always present, always vigilant.

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Somewhere in the distance, Silas Whitmor’s gaze followed the pair. His eyes narrowed, calculating, a predator observing its prey.

“Alpha Silas, boarding time approaches,” Wren reminded, her voice respectful but firm.

“Good.” Silas’s expression hardened. He glanced down at his passport and boarding pass. A. shadow of a smirk touched his lips. “Freya… we will meet again soon.”

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