The Black Wolf’s Forced Luna Chapter 04

The Black Wolf’s Forced Luna Chapter 04

Damon’s eyes were turning gold. 

Not fully changed. Not yet. 

But it had already made every warrior in the woods tense up 

instantly. 

One Beta took a careful half step back. 

“The Alpha’s wolf is waking up …” 

Fear crept through the forest. 

Even the rogues surrounding me hesitated at that moment. 

I watched Damon, uneasy. 

He stood completely still. Too still. 

Like something wild and violent was clawing inside him, 

fighting to get out. 

Then his gaze slowly turned to me. 

My heart nearly stopped. 

The way he looked at me was wrong. 

Intense. Burning. Focused. Obsessive. 

Full of that predator’s hunger, locking onto prey. 

The Moon Goddess’s voice went cold in my head. 

[Warning. Do not run from the Black Wolf.] 

Bone–deep panic flooded through me. 

Run? Why would I run? 

A low growl rumbled from Damon’s throat. 

Not a normal growl. 

A wolf’s howl. 

All the rogues stumbled back immediately, all at once. 

The Alpha pressure rolling off Damon was too heavy for 

anyone to bear. 

A few warriors dropped their heads and submitted. 

One rogue tried to turn and run. 

Damon’s figure blurred. 

In an instant, he vanished from where he stood. 

A violent, massive crash echoed from deep in the forest. 

Then, silence. Deathly silence. 

A moment later, Damon walked back alone. 

His black clothes were already soaked with blood. 

The rogue that tried to escape never appeared again. 

My breathing went shallow and fast. 

This man was beyond terrifying. 

Damon walked slowly toward me. 

Under the moonlight, his gold eyes glowed. 

“Stay close to me,” he said quietly. 

It didn’t sound like an order anymore. 

It sounded like instinct. 

The second he stood next to me, the sharp pain under my ribs 

vanished completely and immediately. 

Damon seemed to notice it too. 

His eyes narrowed. 

“The pain stops when you’re near me.” 

His voice was sure. Not a question. 

I looked away fast. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

A complete lie. 

His lips curved into a dangerous, sharp smile. 

“You’re a terrible liar.” 

Before I could answer, another rogue burst out of the 

darkness, charging straight at me. 

It all happened in a split second. 

I gasped. 

Damon was faster. 

He hooked his arm around my waist and suddenly yanked me against his chest, holding me tight. 

The rogue didn’t even touch me. 

A vicious growl tore out of Damon’s throat. 

Pure Supreme Alpha pressure exploded through the forest like 

a raging storm, sweeping across the woods. 

The rogue froze mid–air, let out a painful whine, and slammed 

into the snow. 

Dead. 

Everything went deathly silent. 

That’s when I finally realized Damon was still holding me 

tightly in his arms, so tight that I couldn’t break free. 

His breathing was heavy and uneven. Out of control. 

And his eyes- 

They had completely turned into gold wolf eyes. 

The warriors nearby looked terrified. 

One Beta muttered, “The Alpha is losing it …” 

Damon ignored them all. His eyes stayed locked on me. 

On my face. My neck. My lips. 

That stare terrified me more than any fight. 

“Damon …” I said his name softly, carefully. 

The second I said his name, something dark suddenly flooded 

his eyes. 

Possession. Thick and dangerous. 

His arm tightened around my waist. 

A thought slammed into my head, loud and demanding: 

Mine. 

That wasn’t my thought. 

It was his. 

The Black Wolf’s instinct was already faintly resonating with me, forming a bond. 

The Moon Goddess’s voice whispered in my heart. 

[The Black Wolf’s marking instinct has awakened.] 

My heart pounded like thunder. 

Instinct to mark? 

No. 

No way. 

I shoved against his chest, trying to break free. 

But Damon’s growl deepened instantly, growing darker and more menacing. 

Every warrior in the woods froze solid instantly. 

Even the wind around us seemed to suddenly stop. 

He slowly leaned down, pressed his nose to my neck again, and breathed in deeply. 

His heat wrapped around me. Dangerous. Overpowering. Nowhere to run. 

“Your scent,” he murmured, “clean and cold like moonlight.” 

My chest tightened. And somehow… I actually felt a flicker of joy inside. 

Then more rogue howls echoed through the forest. 

The moment shattered instantly, breaking the strange, tense atmosphere. 

Damon let me go slowly. 

But those gold wolf eyes never left my face. 

“We’re going back.” 

He ordered, his voice cold. 

The warriors bowed immediately. 

No one questioned him. No one even dared look at him. 

On the way back to Shadow Castle, I could still feel the warmth 

of his arm around my waist. 

But what terrified me more was the truth crashing into my 

head. 

The Moon Goddess didn’t send me to the Black Wolf by 

accident. 

She sent me here because Damon was losing control step by 

step, sinking deeper. 

And somehow… 

I was the only one who could calm the monster inside him.