The Lunar Queen Chapter 73

David POV

I tried to be patient and understanding to her being pregnant and not having any memory and needing to take her time believing what I’m saying.

But every day she looks at me like she’s forcing it—and I’m done pretending I don’t see it.

No more.

Her body has been looking too perfect pregnant and all.

Full. Soft. Mine.

Seeing her strapped to the bed is a beautiful sight.

Right where she can’t pull away.

Even the tears make all of this better.

Because now I know she feels it.

I walk over and lick her tears off her cheek.

“Don’t cry mate we are going to make you feel good” I say to her.

“Please, David, I don’t want this,” Lyric whimpers, her voice trembling, and fuck, that only makes my dick throb harder, straining against my pants.

She says no, but her body—her scent—doesn’t match it.

I run my hand down her body, her skin so damn smooth and soft under my rough palm—I could spend hours just exploring every inch of her, mapping out her curves like territory I own.

And I will.

I hook my fingers into her panties and rip them clean off, the fabric tearing with a satisfying snap.

Bringing them to my nose, I inhale deeply, her scent hitting me like a drug—sweet, musky, pure mate.

“You smell delicious, mate,” I growl, stalking to the end of the bed.

Her whole body shakes, fear rolling off her in waves that only fuel my hunger.

Fear. Desire. Doesn’t matter—I take both.

I grab Ivana by the arm, yanking her forward.

“Get on the bed with her,” I command, my voice low and unyielding. “Kiss her.”

Ivana obeys, climbing up and pressing her lips to Lyric’s in a soft, teasing kiss that turns hungry fast.

She trails down, latching onto Lyric’s nipple, sucking lightly, drawing out those pathetic little whimpers that have my cock rock hard and leaking pre-cum.

Every sound she makes goes straight through me.

I can’t wait anymore—I plant myself between Lyric’s thighs, spreading them wide with my hands.

Finally.

“No, please, not like this,” she begs, her eyes wide with desperation.

“Oh, but it’s so much more fun this way, mate,” I say, smirking as I run my fingers through her folds.

She’s already wet and warm, her body betraying her protests, slick coating my digits.

There it is.

I shove two fingers into my mouth, tasting her sweetness, and a deep growl rumbles from my chest.

Unable to hold back, I dive in, dragging my tongue flat through her pussy, lapping up her juices before sealing my mouth over her clit.

She cries out, a sharp sound of unwanted pleasure arching her back.

There you are.

“Keep playing with her breasts—I want her fully stimulated,” I order Ivana, sliding two fingers into Lyric’s tight entrance, pumping them slow and deep to stretch her.

“Simone, come suck my dick.”

The other omega drops to her knees without hesitation.

“Yes, Alpha,” she murmurs, freeing my cock from my pants and wrapping her hot mouth around the head, sucking greedily.

“Please, stop,” Lyric sobs between her moans, her hips twitching against my face despite herself.

She’s fighting it—but she’s responding.

“Stop fighting this, mate,” I snarl, burying my tongue deeper into her core, fucking her with it while my fingers curl inside her, hitting that spot that makes her walls clench.

“Fuck,” I growl, pulling back just enough to catch my breath. “I need more. Simone, switch with Ivana. Ivana, eat her pussy and bend over.”

I grunt, fisting my cock, slick with Simone’s spit.

Ivana scrambles into position, her face diving between Lyric’s legs as she presents her ass to me.

I line up and thrust in hard, burying my dick to the hilt in her wet heat. She cries out from the sudden stretch.

“Oh, Alpha,” she moans, but I cut her off.

“Shut up—eat her pussy, no words,” I growl, gripping her hips and pounding into her relentlessly.

Not fast enough. Not enough.

In my mind, it’s Lyric I’m fucking, her tight body yielding to me, and the thought has me slamming harder, my balls slapping against her.

“Please, stop, David,” Lyric cries again, but in my ears, it twists into a plea for more, spurring me on.

I dig my fingers into Ivana’s flesh, bruising her as I chase my release—

just then, a mind link slams into my head, sharp and insistent.

“Alpha we have a problem” Jonathan links me.

“What” I growl.

Bad timing.

“you need to come to the border” he links.

“FUCK” I roar.

He better be dying for interrupting this.

“Ivana unstrap her and have Rhea take her back to her room” I snap pulling out and pulling up my pants and walking out the room.

Whatever it is better be fucking important.

I finally get her how I almost want her and he fucking interrupts me.

I hope you felt that cousin.

Your mate taste delicious and I know she feels even better.

Soon I think rubbing my dick through my pants.

Next time I won’t stop.

Cole POV

These last two weeks have been a shit show.

Sable had to lock me in my room with a spell.

Like I’m the one who needs controlling while my mate is out there.

I killed Caleb a few days ago in a fit of rage and grief and guilt.

And it didn’t fix a damn thing.

I didn’t protect her well enough.

That thought won’t shut the fuck up.

I feel the betrayal pains occasionally so I know he is touching what is mine and he will pay with his life.

Every time it hits, it’s like I’m there—and still can’t reach her.

My room is a shell of what it was as I have destroyed it trying to escape.

Walls cracked, furniture gone, and I still couldn’t get out.

Feeling trapped and helpless.

That’s the worst part. Not the rage—the helplessness.

My mate is somewhere being violated again and I can’t even help her.

“get to my room NOW” I snarl in the link to Dominic.

I’ve been locked in my room for 2 days after I killed two guards while I was on a run as Zeus trying to focus on anything else. They got in his way and he’s been on edge since she’s been gone.

A knock sounds on the door and I open it and stand in the doorway.

“tell Sable to let me out of this fucking room NOW!” I roar in his face, my aura sending him to his knees.

I’m done waiting. Done listening. Done being contained.

He bares his neck. “yes alpha” he says before his eyes glaze over.

About 5 minutes later the pressure I felt pressing on me every time I got close to the door or windows is gone.

I put my hand out the door to make sure before I walk out.

“never do that again” I snarl at Dominic before walking down the hall.

I get two steps before I feel sharp pains in my stomach making me stop.

There it is—sharp, sudden, and wrong in a way I can’t ignore.

He’s touching her again.

Zeus roars in my mind as my fur starts sprouting down my arms as Zeus forces the shift.

No control left. Just instinct. Just rage.

We run down the stairs and out the back door of the palace.

“he’s going to die, they all will for hurting my mate” Zeus snarls in my mind.

We stop at the border before running across back to where we felt them.

It feels like we got here faster than the first time.

Still not fast enough. Never fast enough.

I stop in the middle of the open field.

“someone is watching us” Zeus says.

I look around but I don’t see anyone.

I growl low in warning when a girl appears out of thin air

“hello my king” she says softly.

I growl at her because I can smell the dark magic on her.

“I’m no threat to you alpha king, I have been waiting for you to come back everyday” she says.

Waiting? While I’ve been tearing my kingdom apart looking for her?

Why has she been waiting for me. Who the fuck is she.

I shift back so that I can talk to her.

“who are you?” I ask the moment I do.

She redirects her eyes trying not to look at my naked body, wolves don’t care about nudity.

“my name is Seraphina, I know your mate” she says.

My heart beats faster

Finally—something real. Something I can use.

“take me to her” I say instantly.

She shakes her head

“I can’t my king” she says voice cracking.

I growl at her

“why not?”

“because of the spell” she says

“what spell?”

“the spell that my mother cast on the land you are standing on” she says

What the fuck is this girl talking about.

“it’s an empty land, why would she spell it?”

I ask and like magic it clicks

“She’s here” I say low

Right here. Close enough to feel. Not close enough to reach.

“yes my king but the spell prevents anyone from seeing anything other than empty land, I can’t undo it and neither can your mate” she says

“okay so what does that mean, I need a witch to break the spell?”

I ask

She shakes her head

“you need my mother to be dead” she says

Good. Something I can kill.

“who is your mother?” I ask

“her name is Agora, she owns a dark magic shop in the unclaimed territory, but she is the high priestess of her coven” she says

Meaning not easy to kill

Doesn’t matter. Nothing about this is easy anymore.

“is killing her the only way of breaking the spell?” I ask because I need alternatives, witches and wolves don’t mix.

“you need a high priestess who is just as powerful or more” she says

I growl

“so why not my Lyric?” I ask

She’s silent for a while

“we have been doing well with hiding that my mate hasn’t been giving her none of the potions to keep her weak but today he put it in her food that she had no choice but to eat so she currently has no connection to her wolf or magic and even when she did it’s unstable because she is too close to giving birth” she says

Birth.

My pups are coming—and I’m not there.

“fine, if I kill your mother the spell breaks automatically but otherwise I need a very powerful witch to break it and I don’t have much time because she is going to give birth any day now” I say

She nods “yes my king” she says

“fuck, is he…..is he touching her?” I ask

“I felt the pains, is she okay?” I ask my worry for my mate consuming me

“today has been the furthest he has gone and she is not okay, she hasn’t eaten and hasn’t moved from the bed since they brought her back” she says

Zeus whimpers in my mind.

That sound—weak, broken—I’ve never heard him like that.

“please tell her I'm coming, I told her I would always find her and I meant that” I say

“Even if I have to tear through every spell, every witch, every rogue to do it.

“I will be back and when I do everybody involved in hurting my mate will die a slow death” I say before shifting back into Zeus and running back to the palace.

Not quick. Not clean. Slow.

He’s already wiped out two more packs since taking her, it’s my turn now.

And I’m not stopping this time.