His Abandoned Luna Chapter 208

|| Alaric’s POV ||

The war room was too quiet.

Maps of the borderlands lay scattered across the table, marked with red ink where rogue attacks had been reported. The scent of ink and burning candle wax clung to the air, thick with tension. My fingers traced the edge of the parchment, the paper rough beneath my touch.

Everything was falling apart.

Coco was missing. Lilac’s memories were still gone. Her wolf, Runa, had vanished without a trace. And Aurora-

My jaw clenched. The eerie violet glow around my daughter had intensified, pulsing like a second heartbeat beneath her skin. Endora had done what she could, but even her healing potions had limits.

And now the border was in chaos.

Alexander and Ezra had already gone back there, along with a handful of loyal alphas. Reports had come in just this morning that the rogues moving in coordinated attacks, striking under the cover of darkness, and then vanishing before retaliation could be made.

I should have been there.

My people were fighting. Dying. We were losing our grip.

And I was here, trapped between duty and the shattered remains of my mate.

“You should go.”

The soft voice cut through the silence.

I turned.

Lilac stood in the doorway, her green eyes steady on mine. How long had she been there? How had I not sensed her presence?

“Dove,” I murmured.

She stepped inside, the hem of her dress whispering against the stone floor.

“You should go to the border,” she repeated. “You’re the Alpha King.”

The words struck deep. It was something my Lilac would have said, the Lilac who had stood beside me through everything, who had never hesitated to push me towards my responsibilities, even when it meant time apart.

“Alexander and Ezra can handle it,” I said, the lie bitter on my tongue.

She arched her eyebrow. “Don’t lie. I heard the news.” Her fingers brushed the edge of the war table, tracing the marked territories. “I’ll be fine.”

I exhaled sharply, running a hand through my hair. “Dove-”

“I know I don’t remember much,” she interrupted, stepping closer. “But I know this much, the man the Goddess bonded me with is loyal. Strong. Kind.” Her voice wavered, just slightly. “And I, as his Luna, cannot hold him back from his duties.”

Her hand found mine, her fingers threading through my own. “You do what you have to do. And I’ll do what I can to protect our people and our daughter.”

For the first time in weeks, I felt it, a flicker of her. My Lilac. My dove! Not the shell of the woman I loved, but the fire beneath, the strength that had always drawn me to her.

“You’re right,” I said, squeezing her hand before standing.

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I called Benson, Lyra, Elara, Astrid, and Madeline to the study after my last encounter with Lilac. As they took their seats, I finally spoke.

“I’m leaving for the border at dawn,” I announced.

Benson’s jaw tightened, but he nodded. Lyra’s fingers curled around her mate’s arm, her eyes flickering to Lilac, who stood silently beside me.

“Elara and I can stay with Lilac,” Astrid offered immediately.

“You can, if you wish,” I said. “But Lilac will be moving to Blood Moon Pack.”

Lilac stiffened. “The Blood Moon? Why?”

I turned to her, cupping her face in my hands.

“The land there is tied to the moon’s magic. If the witches come for you, their power will be weakened.” My thumb brushed her cheek. “And our life together began on that soil. Maybe... maybe it will help bring back what you’ve lost.”

Her eyes searched mine, green and endless and so damn familiar, before she nodded. “I understand.”

The smile she gave me was small, fragile. But it was enough. Just stay safe, dove until I come back!

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||Lilac’s POV ||

The firelight painted Alaric’s bare chest in flickering gold as he stood by the window, his storm-grey eyes fixed on the horizon. The war council had ended hours ago, but the tension in his shoulders hadn’t eased.

I knew he was leaving at dawn.

Knew I might not see him again soon.

And even if my memories were fractured, my soul remembered him.

His scent, his touch, his breath. Every inch of him.

“You’re staring again, dove.” His voice was rough, but his gaze softened when it landed on me.

I didn’t answer. Instead, I crossed the room, my silk robe whispering against my thighs. His scent- pinewoods- wrapped around me as I stepped into his space, my fingers tracing the hard planes of his stomach.

“Tell me something,” I murmured, tilting my head up. “Did I love you?”

His breath hitched. “Yes.”

“Let me feel you then.”

I dropped to my knees.

Alaric’s hands fisted at his sides as I undid the laces of his pants, my fingers brushing against the hard length straining beneath the fabric.

“Fuck,” he gritted out when I finally freed him, his cock thick and heavy in my palm.

I smirked. “That’s the idea.”

Then I took him into my mouth.

His groan was raw, primal, his hips jerking forward as I sucked him deep. “Dove-”

I hummed around him, my tongue swirling over the head before sinking down again, taking him to the back of my throat. His fingers tangled in my hair, not guiding, just holding, as if he needed to anchor himself.

“You remember this,” he rasped, his voice thick. “Don’t you?”

I pulled off with a wet pop.

“Maybe I do.” My hand stroked him slowly as I looked up through my lashes. “You taste like mine.”

His growl sent a shiver down my spine. “Always.”

I took him again, deeper this time, my nails digging into his thighs as I worked him with my mouth, my hand, my everything. His breathing turned ragged, his grip tightening in my hair, and I loved the pain it caused.

Then suddenly, he yanked me up, crushing his lips to mine.

“Not like this,” he panted against my mouth. “I need to be inside you.”

He carried me to the bed, his mouth hot and demanding as he tore the robe from my body. His hands mapped every curve, every scar, as if memorizing me all over again.

“Tell me you want this too,” he demanded, his voice rough with need.

I arched against him, my nails scoring down his back. “I need it.”

He flipped us, his large hands gripping my hips as I straddled him. The thick head of his cock pressed against my entrance, and for a heartbeat, we just stared at each other, he with dark eyes and desperation; and me, aching and wet.

Then I sank down.

“Fuck!” He said and we groaned in unison, the stretch perfect, the heat unbearable. My thighs trembled as I rocked against him, taking him deeper with every roll of my hips.

Alaric’s hands slid up my body, calloused palms skimming my ribs before cupping my breasts, his thumbs brushing over my nipples.

“Look at you,” he growled. “Taking me so fucking good.”

I smirked down at him, rolling my hips in a slow, deliberate tease. “Like that, my Alpha?”

His answering growl vibrated through me, his fingers digging into my flesh. “You’re playing with fire, dove.”

Before I could retort, his hand came down hard on my ass-a sharp, stinging slap that made me gasp. The pleasure-pain shot straight to my core, and I clenched around him involuntarily.

“Am I now?” I challenged, biting my lip as I rocked against him again.

Another slap landed, harder this time, the heat blooming across my skin.

“Do you want to get punished?” His voice was low, dangerous, the promise in his words sending a shiver down my spine.

I leaned forward, my lips brushing his ear. “Punish me, then.”

In one swift motion, Alaric flipped us, pinning me beneath him. His hands shackled my wrists above my head, his body pressing me deep into the mattress.

“You asked for this,” he murmured, his lips trailing down my throat.

Then his teeth sank into my mating mark.

I arched off the bed with a cry, pleasure and pain colliding as he bit down just hard enough to make me whimper. His tongue soothed the sting, but before I could catch my breath, his hand slid between us, fingers circling my clit in rough, relentless strokes.

“Alaric-!”

“Too much?” he taunted, his thumb pressing harder.

I writhed beneath him, my hips bucking, but he held me down effortlessly.

“No,” I gasped. “Don’t stop.”

I was close. So close but then he stopped abruptly.

“What the hell?” I said in frustration.

“You tease me,” he growled, his thrusts punishing, each one driving me closer to the edge. “You challenge me.” Then he suddenly let go of me. “You think I won’t make you regret it?”

He laid on the bed with a big smirk on his lips, showing off his perfectly sculpted body.

Then Alaric chuckled darkly, touching my clit, “Still want to play with fire, dove?”

I couldn’t answer. This man knew how to steal my breath.

“If you want your orgasm, you have to work for it,” he said.

Heat built up on my cheek. Was we always like this? Loving and possessiveness. Breathless and dominating at the same time? I slowly moved on top of him.

His grin was feral. “Good girl.”

His hands gripped my waist as he said, “now ride me, dove.”

And I did. I was burning from inside. I needed him and I couldn’t deny it. Was this the bond I forgot? Something stirred inside me. Maybe I didn’t forget everything. I had my secrets to tell.

My hips moved on their own and I bounced on top of him. His hand slapped my ass again, “that’s right, dove.”

I moaned, my head falling back as pleasure coiled tight in my belly.

“Faster,” he ordered.

I obeyed instantly with need. But he took over me as soon as his hips snapping up to meet mine, the slap of skin echoing through the room. “You feel that?” he gritted out. “That’s us. No magic can take that away.”

Tears pricked my eyes- from the pleasure, the rightness of it, the way my body sang for him even when my mind hesitated.

“Come for me, dove,” he ordered, his fingers finding my clit, circling roughly. “Let me feel you.”

I shattered.

My climax ripped through me, my walls clamping down on him as I cried out his name. With a snarl, he flipped me onto my back, pounding into me once, twice-

“Mine,” he growled against my lips as he spilled inside me. “Even if you forget the bond, you’re mine.”

We lay tangled in the sheets, his heartbeat steady beneath my ear.

“Come back to me,” I whispered.

His arms tightened around me. “I will.”

My heart ached at the thoughts of war. But another part of me knew, he would come back, safe.