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The Alpha's Fighter Luna

Chapter 4

Ch. 4 / 20 Dec 16, 2025

Danica’s POV

Suddenly, he stepped away, his eyes widened on me.

The room was spinning, but I blamed it on the whiskey, not the way Alpha Nicholas was looking at me.

Awkwardly, I reached up to tie my hair back, but my fingers fumbled, and the band slipped. A curtain of dark locks tumbled over my shoulders, framing my face.

Silence.

A slow smirk curved Nicholas’ lips, his eyes darkening as they trailed over me.

“I’ve never seen you like this,” he murmured, voice low and husky.

My heart pounded. So he remembers me.

For years, I’d fought under his command, just another warrior in his ranks. I had never expected him to recognize me—let alone look at me like this.

I swallowed hard. "Like what?"

His gaze flickered to my lips again. "Unraveled."

Heat crawled up my neck. "It’s the whiskey."

Nicholas took a slow step forward, closing the distance between us. "Is it?"

I tried to step back, but the wall met my spine, trapping me in place. The air between us grew thick, heavy with something unspoken.

I opened my mouth to say something but before I could, he moved.

One moment, he was just looking at me, his gaze dark and unreadable and the next, his lips were on mine again.

The kiss was nothing like the brief one we just shared a minute ago. It was demanding, raw, as if he had been holding back for too long and finally decided to take what he wanted.

And the worst part? I didn’t push him away.

I kissed him back. Hard.

The taste of whiskey lingered between us, intoxicating and reckless. My hands curled into the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer instead of stopping him.

This was dangerous. Reckless. Stupid.

But at that moment, I didn’t care.

My heart raced and his wolf howled in approval as he wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling her closer. He deepened the kiss, claiming my mouth as his own, our tongues dancing in a primal duel. As he explored my mouth further, his other hand threaded through her hair, tangling in the silky strands.

I clung to him, melting into his touch as our bodies aligned perfectly. Her lips parted eagerly under mine, encouraging me to take more as I arched into him, hungry for more of his taste.

For a moment, we stood there gazing at each other; eyes locked onto one another's soul. Then without warning or preamble, he scooped me up into his arms like she weighed nothing at all and began carrying her towards his chambers, kicking open the door with one powerful thrust of his hips still holding onto its handle while keeping a steady grip on my waist with one hand.

The door closed behind us with an echoing click.

The room swirled around me, but I attributed it to the whiskey, not the way the Alpha's lustful gaze bore into her. As I reached to gather my hair, the band slipped from my grasp, and my long locks cascaded around her shoulders like a curtain.

A breathless silence swept over us. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and as my eyes met the Alpha's, I saw them darken with desire.

An undeniable spark ignited as our mouths met again in a passionate kiss. My hands roamed his broad shoulders and muscular chest while his fingers deftly undid the buttons on my blouse.

I moaned softly as the Alpha's lips trailed down my neck. A shiver of anticipation ran through me when his tongue traced lines along my collarbone and continued downward. He expertly unclasped my bra, releasing my breasts and capturing one of my nipples between his lips.

My body writhed under his touch, craving more. The sensation of his skilled fingers caressing the thin fabric of my panties made me shudder with need. As he gently pulled them aside, exposing my wetness, his fingers slowly pushed inside me.

Our movements became more urgent as we surrendered to our primal desires. The Alpha lifted me onto a nearby table, clearing its surface with a single sweep of his arm. He positioned himself at my entrance and drove into me with an intensity that left me breathless.

Our bodies entwined in a dance of pleasure; each thrust more powerful than the last, building toward an exquisite crescendo. Waves of ecstasy washed over us until our exhausted bodies collapsed against one another, spent and satisfied.