Luna of His Heart

Tasha Creed

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Introduction

Table Of Contents

Introduction

Werewolf

Maya, a fiercely independent twenty-eight year old woman, is sold off to the billionaire Damian Blackwood to become his wife by her father to settle their family debts. Furious with the situation, she is determined to escape him. However, her plans are put on hold when then she discovers Damian isn't an ordinary man but the powerful alpha of the Inferno Pack. As Maya struggles to resist her growing attraction to Damian, she becomes entangled in his dangerous world, where other packs and betrayal threaten to ruin him and his power. Damian’s cold and commanding exterior begins to crack, revealing a haunted man with a very dark past that he can never escape. He only wishes to protect her and is desperate to do so because she is his fated mate. What will happen when Maya finds out that Damian bought her to fulfill a prophecy? Will she forgive the betrayal when he is facing a rebellion that could bring them all down? Will they accept the mate bond and fight for their love?

All Chapters

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Chapter Two - A Fiery First Impression - Maya's POV
Chapter Three - Not Ready - Damian's POV
Chapter Four - Goodbye Maya - Maya's POV
Chapter Five - My New Reality - Maya's POV
Chapter Six - Beautiful Distractions - Damian's POV
Chapter Seven - A Spark - Damian's POV
Chapter Eight - The Room is Warm - Maya's POV
Chapter Nine - You'll Play Your Part - Maya's POV
Chapter Ten - I Must Survive - Maya's POV
Chapter Twelve - Willing - Damian's POV
Chapter Thirteen - Can't Wait - Damian's POV
Chapter Fourteen - What is That Sound? - Maya's POV
Chapter Fifteen - Need to Know More - Maya's POV
Chapter Sixteen - Something More - Maya's POV
Chapter Eighteen - Breached - Damian's POV
Chapter Nineteen - Betrayed - Damian's POV
Chapter Twenty - Announcement - Damian's POV
Chapter Twenty Two - Not Supposed to Happen - Maya's POV
Chapter Twenty Three - It's Real - Damian's POV
Chapter Twenty Four - Insane - Maya's POV
Chapter Twenty Six - No Rejection - Maya's POV
Chapter Twenty Seven - Lost - Damian's POV
Chapter Thirty - Introductions - Damian's POV
Chapter Thirty One - Fate Brought You Here - Damian's POV
Chapter Thirty Two - No Escape - Maya's POV
Chapter Thirty Three - You Don't See It Yet - Maya's POV
Chapter Thirty Four - Safer Here - Damian's POV
Chapter Thirty Five - Who Will Break First - Damian's POV
Chapter Thirty Seven - He Kissed Me and I Liked It - Maya's POV
Chapter Thirty Nine - In Danger - Damian's POV
Chapter Forty - Vampires - Damian's POV
Chapter Forty One - Meeting with the Pack - Maya's POV
Chapter Forty Two - Another Kiss - Damian's POV
Chapter Forty Three - Not Yet - Maya's POV
Scares Me - Maya's POV
Submission - Damian's POV
Giving in - Damian's POV
Chapter Forty Eight - Run - Damian's POV
Chapter Fifty - Interruptions - Maya's POV
A Cold Shower - Maya's POV
Chapter Fifty Two - Deeper Than We Realize - Damian's POV
Chapter Fifty Two - Physically Aches - Damian's POV
Chapter Fifty Four - Losing Control - Maya's POV
Chapter Fifty Five - Final - Maya's POV
Chapter Fifty Six - The Attack - Maya's POV
Chapter Fifty Eight - Threats - Damian's POV
Chapter Fifty Nine - Belongs to Me - Damian's POV
Chapter Sixty - Scared - Maya's POV
Chapter Sixty One - My Clothes - Maya's POV
Chapter Sixty Two - Train Me - Maya's POV
Chapter Sixty Three - Never Undo - Damian's POV
Chapter Sixty Four - I'm Not Going Anywhere - Damian's POV
Chapter Sixty Five - Training Begins - Maya's POV
Chapter Sixty Seven - Heated Moment - Maya's POV
Chapter Sixty Eight - She is the Key - Damian's POV
Chapter Sixty Nine - Interrogation - Damian's POV
Chapter Seventy - New Room - Maya's POV
Chapter Seventy One - Never Again - Maya's POV
Chapter Seventy Two - What Happened To You - Damian's POV
Chapter Seventy Four - It's Time - Maya's POV
Chapter Seventy Six - On the Edge - Damian's POV
Chapter Seventy Eight - Suspicion - Maya's POV
Chapter Seventy Nine - Family Reunion - Maya's POV
Chapter Eighty - This Isn't Over - Damian's POV
Chapter Eighty One - Terrifying - Damian's POV
Chapter Eighty Two - Breaking Down - Damian's POV
Chapter Eighty Three - The Visit - Maya's POV
Chapter Eighty Four - Starting to Fall - Maya's POV
Chapter Eighty Seven - Warning - Damian's POV
Chapter Eighty Nine - When She Turns - Damian's POV
Chapter Ninety - Rival - Damian's POV
Chapter Ninety One - The Fight is Over - Maya's POV
Chapter Ninety Three - Bullseye - Maya's POV
Chapter Ninety Four - Good Boy - Damian's POV
Chapter Ninety Five - Playfully - Damian's POV
Chapter Ninety Six - Admissions - Maya's POV
Chapter Ninety Seven - It's Spreading - Maya's POV
Chapter Ninety Eight - Ambush - Maya's POV
Chapter One Hundred - Infirmary - Damian's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Two - A Bit Broken - Maya's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Four - Sneaking out - Damian's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Six - Everything Feels Wrong - Maya's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Seven- Free - Maya's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Eight - Home - Maya's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Ten - Captured and Saved - Damian's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Twelve - Shifted - Maya's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen - Peace Never Lasts - Damian's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen - New Information - Damian's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen - We Won't Die - Maya's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen - Maya's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen - The Final Battle - Damian's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen - A New Beginning - Maya's POV
Chapter Eleven - Protect Her - Damian's POV
Chapter Thirty Six - Losing Myself Slowly - Maya's POV
Chapter Fifty Seven - Run - Maya's POV
Chapter Eighty Eight - Elders - Maya's POV
Chapter One - The Deal - Maya's POV
Chapter Twenty Five - Falling - Maya's POV
Go to Her - Damian's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Three - Rhythm - Damian's POV
Chapter Seventeen - Stop This - Damian's POV
Chapter Twenty Eight - Fight it or Learn - Maya's POV
Chapter Eighty Five - Nervous - Damian's POV
Chapter Ninety Two - Unheard - Maya's POV
Chapter One Hundred and One - Deep Feelings - Maya's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Nine - Rebellion - Damian's POV
Chapter Thirty Eight - The Devil Grins - Maya's POV
Chapter Nineteen - Heat of You - Maya's POV
Chapter Twenty Nine - Not His Yet - Maya's POV
Chapter Seventy Seven - Together - Damian's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Five - Plans Revealed - Damian's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Eleven - Claimed - Maya's POV
Chapter Seventy Three - Running Out of Time - Damian's POV
Chapter Eighty Six - The Challenge - Damian's POV
Chapter Ninety Nine - A Little Blood - Damian's POV
Chapter Sixty Six - Training Grounds - Maya's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Twenty - Epilogue - Maya's POV
Chapter One Hundred and Eighteen - Luna Of My Heart - Damian's POV
Chapter Seventy Five - Everything - Maya's POV

Chapter Two - A Fiery First Impression - Maya's POV

I barely make it to my bedroom when I hear people down the hallway saying they heard sounds of tires crunching against the gravel driveway outside. My heart leaps into my throat as I rush toward the bedroom window to peer outside. A sleek black car has pulled up into the driveway, its polished surface gleaming in the fading sunlight. Outside of the car stands a man in a suit, his expression cold and a little bit terrifying. Someone opens my bedroom door, but I don't dare look behind me just yet. 'Miss Maya, they're here for you," Tammy says, catching my attention fully. Father comes in right behind her, pushing her aside, with a sour expression on his face. I guess he's furious that she beat him to it. 'I haven't had time to pack," I say as I look around my room. 'Do I have to go without my things?" Father looks around the room, but then nods. 'They are already here, though they are a little early. I can send your things to you earlier, if you want to grab a few things to do until then." My gaze falls to the floor as I refuse to look at him any longer. I square my shoulders and take a deep breath, steeling myself for what was to come. If this Damian Blackwood thinks he can buy me, he is in for a rude awakening. I may have not had a choice in being sent to him, but I still have my will left. And no one will ever break me. I step away from the window, my eyes narrowing as I catch sight of the man still standing outside by the car. He seems unmoved by the chill in the evening air and doesn't even pay attention to the light breeze blowing his hair. I also notice that he keeps looking up, surveying the house as if he is trying to figure something out. Before I can get away fast enough, his gaze finds mine through the window. I can feel the weight of his stare from here and I hate how it makes me feel instantly exposed. I turn back around and get away from the window as Tammy gives my father a nervous glance. He seems oddly calm as well, his face not showing any emotions at all. Though he has never been one to show me much affection and often gives it to my younger brother, I expected to see something. But I guess I don't mean as much as my younger brother, who is twenty-five and the family heir. This lack of concern for my well being is different. It is almost like it is all some part of a game he has long since accepted, while I am left trying to understand the rules. 'I'll be down in a minute," I say as I walk toward the bed. 'Please tell the man downstairs that I didn't have adequate notice, so I am behind in packing. After I grab my bag and a few pieces of clothing, I'll be down there and ready to leave." Father doesn't respond to me at all. Instead, he turns around and walks out of the room, leaving Tammy with me. I glance to the side, noticing how her gaze darts between me and the door, then to him down the hallway. It's like she's trying to figure out what is going on. Either that, or she is waiting for permission to leave. 'You don't have to stay and help me, Tammy. I'm only grabbing what I need, then father will pack and send the rest," I say in a whisper. 'I can handle this, regardless if anyone else thinks so." She hesitates for a moment longer, her warm brown eyes finding mine when I look up. 'I wish there was something more I could do for you, but sadly, there isn't. I give her a pained smile. 'Just keep your distance from my father. Otherwise, I think it's going to be fine and I'll manage whatever this is." Though I don't explain what I mean, she knows the meaning behind my words. Keep your distance or else be silently stowed away or be used by him. With a final glance, Tammy nods before leaving the room, the door clicking behind her. The room feels unbearably still after she leaves and the silence seems to drag me further down. I move to my dresser, my fingers pressing into the edge of the old wood and feeling the smooth surface. It is one of the few familiar things in this house of cold, rigid walls. But one thing is for certain. I'm not ready for this or him. I take a deep breath before moving away from the bed to the closet. There isn't much time to prepare and the idea of leaving without a single item feels like a betrayal to who I am. I quickly find a bag near the back shelf and begin tossing in a few pieces of clothing. Then I grab my favorite book from the shelf in my room, a journal I keep near the bed, and a small plush bear my mother gave me when I was five. A loud thump below told me they had let him in the front door and he was now shut in the house with us. Now, he's waiting and it makes me even more nervous. I pause as I shove the last of the items into the bag and have my hand on the zipper. This is real. One of Damian Blackwood's men or it may be him, is waiting for me downstairs. And if I don't get down there soon, they may just walk up here to retrieve me. I honestly don't know what to expect. From what I've heard about him, he is cold, calculating, and ruthless. I glance at the door, feeling a tremor of fear slip up my spine. Whatever happens, I can't show any fear. I exhale a long breath as I straighten my back and head for my door with the bag slung over my shoulder. Once I am in the hallway, I notice how badly I've begun shaking. Once again, I pause, but this time in the doorway with my hand gripping the frame for support. My pulse is hammering in my ears as my thoughts go wild. I shouldn't show fear, but here I am, about to show it. How could I not? This is the man who is rumored to not even be human and now he controls my entire future. I am being sold off to him like some hot commodity on a supermarket shelf. The reality sinks in deep and the weight becomes too heavy to ignore. I take another steadying breath and let go of the door frame. My movements are measured and my posture is rigid, though regal. I am not going to let him see me as weak or trembling with fear before him. Once I arrive downstairs in the dimly lit living room a few minutes later, shadows creep across the wall in front of the wide-open door. My head tilts to the side as I think about the loud slam earlier. I thought they had shut it. The man from outside stands just inside the doorway, leaving casually against it as he speaks on the phone to someone. His suit is perfect and in a dark gray charcoal. It almost looks like he stepped out of a billionaire magazine. There is something in the air that screams that he's too perfect, but the dangerous aura clinging to him is undeniable. He turns to hang up the phone and speak with my father once more, who is standing there not too far from him, patiently waiting. The man nods once and they speak quiet enough that I can't hear. I step fully into the room, making sure I'm seen, and his gaze shifts to me. I feel my breath catch in my throat as his eyes meet mine. They are so dark, but then they look amber with specks of something in them. What catches me by surprise most is the way he seems to be evaluating me or maybe he's just looking right through me and dissecting every part of who I am. This thought makes my blood run cold. 'Miss Maya," he says smoothly. 'I trust you are ready to fulfill this arrangement." I don't flinch. Instead, I lift my chin as I hold on to the strap of the bag over my shoulder. 'Ready is not quite the right word, but I suppose I don't have much of a choice, do I?" Father shoots me a warning glance, mostly out of surprise, but the man before me only smiles with his lips curled up into a devious smirk. It isn't exactly kind, but a knowing grin, as if he is amused by my attempt at resisting everything. 'No, you don't."

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