The Wolf God's Unwanted Luna

Vivian’s POV

At some point during the long night, Zahliver finally took off his heavy silver mask. The very moment his handsome face was revealed to the room, I could not resist myself I leaned right in and brushed a quick, soft kiss to his cheek while he was right in the middle of speaking a sentence.

A brand new song started playing, soft and deeply haunting in the background. Suddenly, Zahliver stood straight up without giving any warning. Since I had been sitting comfortably on his lap, I was lifted up abruptly along with him, a surprised laugh escaping my lips.

"I just realized we have never actually danced together," he said, a genuine hint of disbelief coloring his deep voice. "How unbelievably careless of me. Will you do me the honor of dancing with me, love?" he asked, already leading me smoothly by the hand before I could even formulate a proper vocal response.

His sudden urgency made me giggle softly. "It would be my absolute pleasure," I said, sliding my fingers tightly into his broad hand.

In the quick blink of an eye, Zahliver used his supernatural speed to flash us right onto the exact center of the crowded dance floor. A few startled couples standing around us stumbled back in pure surprise, thoroughly alarmed by our sudden, magical appearance. I did not pay them any real attention at all not even the stunned, hushed whispers coming from the females who caught a clear sight of Zahliver’s breathtaking face now fully unmasked for everyone to see. I only had eyes for him.

The smooth track Salvatore by Lana Del Rey began to hum softly through the air, its sultry, slow tones wrapping around us like warm silk. Zahliver pulled me in close by my waist, fitting my body flush against his hard frame. I looped both my arms around his neck, letting him take complete control as we moved in perfect sync with the music. His physical movements were fluid, confident, and effortless he made even the simplest dance steps feel like pure magic.

I looked straight up at him and let myself fall completely into the incredible depth of his electric blue gaze. There was so much love shining there undeniable, deep, and wonderfully warm but beneath all of that beauty, something far darker simmered quietly. Something primal and dangerous. It stirred a delicious, heavy ache deep down in my lower belly.

He leaned his head down, his rough voice ghosting against the sensitive shell of my ear.

"I love you so much."

Those simple words sparked straight through my entire body like wildfire. I shivered against him. "I love you too," I whispered back, completely breathless and dazed by his presence.

A slow smirk tugged at the very corner of his mouth. He knew exactly what he was doing to my mind and body right now.

In one remarkably smooth motion, he spun me gracefully in his arms. When I landed with my back pressed flat against his broad chest, he pressed in tight, and I felt every single hard inch of him. A soft gasp escaped my lips as I realized just how thoroughly aroused he already was.

His broad arms came tightly around me, one large, warm hand splayed across the lower part of my stomach just a little too close to the exact spot where I was already burning for him. He gently rocked us side to side, syncing our physical movements directly to the heavy rhythm of the song, turning a simple dance into something deeply seductive that felt just like slow foreplay.

Then he dipped his head low and pressed a warm kiss directly against his mark on my neck. I let out a shaky breath and instinctively pushed my hips back against his front, my eyes fluttering completely shut in pure bliss.

Focus, Vivian. People are actively watching us. They are standing right here, I reminded myself sternly.

"Behave yourself," I murmured softly, knowing full well he would hear my quiet words loud and clear.

He chuckled softly against the side of my neck, the deep vibration sending prickling goosebumps all across my warm skin. Then he spun me back around to face him directly. There was pure, wicked mischief dancing in his blue eyes.

"But why should I? Misbehaving is so much more fun, don’t you think?" he murmured smoothly. Before I could even answer him, he caught my bottom lip between his and gave it a slow, deeply teasing bite before letting go.

My cheeks flushed bright red. My eyes met his, intense heat building fast between us. He was torturing me on the dance floor, and he was thoroughly enjoying every single second of it.

"I do think so," I admitted quietly, "but we currently have a massive audience staring at us."

He tilted his head slightly, glancing over his shoulder at the surrounding crowd. "One of my special little power tricks is manipulating the basic physical senses of those around me. Right now, I have completely taken away their hearing," he said with a remarkably smug grin. "They can easily see us, but they cannot hear a single word we say."

I glanced quickly around the room and noticed the genuine confusion painted on several wolves’ faces, their dark brows furrowed as they watched us speak without any comprehension of our words.

Zahliver leaned in close again, his voice dropping sinfully low.

"Which means I can say this with total freedom: when we finally get back up to our room, I am going to fuck you nice and hard, and not a single soul out here will hear a sound. Isn’t that wonderful, my love?"

My throat went instantly dry as bone. My knees threatened to buckle completely right there. "Very wonderful," I croaked out weakly.

His handsome grin widened. He reached out and kissed my forehead softly, as if that simple gesture would somehow soothe the blazing fire he had just lit inside me.

"Then I guess it is only fair that I tell you this... I am not wearing a bra under this red dress. And I am wearing full lace stockings," I whispered right back to him, my tone playful, slow, and deeply sultry.

His pupils dilated completely in an instant. With a sudden intensity that made me gasp out loud, he twirled me once more and stared down at me with eyes that had gone wild with pure, unfiltered hunger burning in them.

"Did I say nice and hard?" he growled out softly. "I meant long, hot, and brutally hard. I am going to take my absolute sweet time with you tonight, and I am going to enjoy every single second of making you scream my name for the entire castle to hear."

He crushed his warm lips straight to mine in a scorching, possessive kiss. His mouth demanded everything, completely devouring me. His tongue thrust deep between my lips in a heavy rhythm that was anything but innocent. My legs buckled beneath me, barely able to hold my weight, but he caught me with ease and spun me again without missing a single beat of the song.

We kept dancing together as the song What Kind of Man began filling the wide room with its heavy, dramatic beat, but I was trembling on the inside. Zahliver flatly refused to let me go, his arms locked firmly around me like a tight cage I never wanted to escape.

Everything came to a sudden, screeching halt the moment a tall, broad alpha stepped directly onto the dance floor, his physical aura incredibly bold and his sharp eyes locked straight onto me. The sudden shift in the room’s atmosphere was immediate and chilling. Zahliver’s entire body went deadly taut right behind me.

The unfamiliar male stalked straight toward us with clear purpose, thick muscles rippling beneath his formal suit jacket. His undivided attention was solely on me, though he gave Zahliver a very curt, dismissive nod one deeply laced with blatant disrespect.

Oh shit, my inner wolf muttered nervously in my head.

I glanced up at Zahliver’s face. He was standing absolutely still, cold, lethal fury radiating off his skin like sharp morning frost. My mind raced wildly if this turned violent right here, I would not be able to stop him. I was not sure anyone in this room could.

"Dance with me, won’t you?" the bold alpha said aloud not as a polite request, but as an arrogant command loosely dressed up as etiquette.

"No, thank you," I replied instantly, keeping my voice ice-cold.

His face darkened beneath his dark purple mask, flushing bright with sudden rage. His large hand reached out directly toward me, his long fingers stretching out to grab my arm

I blinked in shock.

When my eyes opened a split second later, a massive, solid wall of pure white fur completely blocked my view.

Zahliver had fully shifted.