The Black Wolf’s Forced Luna Chapter 09

The Black Wolf’s Forced Luna Chapter 09

The whole castle completely descended into chaos. 

With every beastly roar from below, the walls shook and seemed about to collapse. 

Deep inside Shadow Castle, stone walls cracked and crumbled 

with loud noises. 

The air turned eerie and heavy. 

Overwhelming Alpha pressure crushed down from all 

directions, so thick that I could barely stand. 

Selene still pulled me along, running wildly through the 

hallway. 

But I suddenly stopped. 

Because I sensed him. 

Damon. 

Not a vague sound. 

Not a faint scent. 

But something primal, something instinctive – a deep throbbing from within. 

He was completely losing his mind, on the verge of losing 

control. 

The Moon Goddess’s voice began to change too. 

[Go to the Black Wolf. NOW!!] 

Selene turned back, about to ask why I’d stopped. 

But the next second, I was already running. 

Why? 

Why was I rushing like this? 

Why did I need to get to him so badly? 

An unknown force deep in my heart compelled me forward, 

driving me down toward the Great Hall. 

The doors were already shattered long ago. 

Huge chunks of black stone lay scattered everywhere. 

The hall was wrecked. Destroyed. 

Council members lay sprawled across the floor in disarray. 

Some unconscious. 

Some barely breathing. 

And in the center of it all 

Damon Collins stood. 

He wasn’t fully human anymore. 

His body leaned forward slightly, shaking uncontrollably. 

His silver eyes flickered violently between molten gold and pitch black. 

The Black Wolf’s wildness was breaking through the chains of 

his sanity, about to devour him completely. 

Low, unstable beastly growls filled the entire hall. 

Every step he took cracked the marble beneath his feet. 

One Council member tried to crawl away. 

Damon tilted his head slightly. 

The man froze mid–motion instantly, unable to move. 

Then he collapsed straight down. 

No touch. 

No strike. 

Just pure, absolute Alpha pressure that overwhelmed and defeated him. 

I could barely breathe. 

The man in front of me wasn’t the Damon I knew anymore. 

He was something else. 

Something violent. Something dangerous. 

Something lost. 

“Damon!” I shouted. 

My voice echoed through the ruined hall. 

Everything stopped. 

Even his movements froze. 

He turned his head slowly. Looked at me. 

For a second, clarity flickered in his eyes. He recognized me. 

Then endless pain flooded in. 

Followed by something darker, deeper – obsession and 

craving. 

Before I could react 

Damon moved. 

Too fast – all that was left was a blur. 

One second he was across the hall. 

The next, he had me pinned against the broken stone wall. 

The massive impact knocked the air out of my lungs. 

I couldn’t help but gasp. 

His arm locked around my waist instantly. 

Tight. Shaking. 

Full of raw possession. 

His gold eyes burned into mine. 

His gaze was full of the chaos of someone on the verge of 

losing control 

unhinged, desperate. 

“You shouldn’t have come here,” he growled. 

His voice was rough. Barely human anymore. 

I thought about everything he’d been through. And something 

inside me ached for him. 

“I came for you.” 

That was the last thread holding him together. 

A low, broken sound tore from his chest. 

Not anger. 

Not rage. 

More like the desperation of someone with nowhere left to 

turn. 

He pressed his forehead against mine. 

And in that moment, I felt it – 

He was fighting with everything he had, clinging desperately 

to the last shred of his sanity. 

“You’re… too dangerous,” I whispered. 

I didn’t know if I was blaming him or scared for him. 

He let out a bitter, quiet laugh. 

“You’re the one who made me like this.” 

My heart skipped. 

“What?” 

His arm tightened around me. 

Not to hurt. 

To hold on. 

Like if he let go, he would completely vanish into nothing. 

Then 

Heat surged between us. 

Not from our skin. 

From somewhere deeper. Somewhere primal. 

Inside me. 

Inside him. 

Damon’s breathing shattered. 

His wolf surged toward me, wild and desperate. 

The power rolling off him shook the whole hall. 

And then I raised my hand to his cheek- 

Everything went still. 

Dead silent. 

His gold eyes steadied. 

The darkness in them faded. 

The crushing pressure around us eased. 

Damon froze. 

Like he couldn’t believe the calm. 

I stared at him, breathless. 

“Damon…” 

His arm loosened just a little. 

His voice came back. 

Clear, low, with a hint of rasp, carrying a certainty that 

belonged only to him. 

“You came after all.” 

My heart raced. I looked away from those dangerous eyes. 

“I didn’t have a choice.” 

His lips curved into a small smile. 

“Liar.” 

I should have been annoyed. 

But the second the words left his mouth. 

Everything restless inside me went quiet. 

Around us, the castle was still broken. Still ruined. 

But the raging Black Wolf was calm. 

Because his eyes were on me. Only me. 

The Moon Goddess’s voice whispered through my mind. 

[Judgment complete. The dust settles.] 

I let out a shaky breath. 

“Is it over?” 

Damon looked at me. 

“No.” 

He pulled me closer. 

Gentle. 

Like I was something fragile. 

Something precious. 

The most important obsession of his life. 

“From now on,” he said quietly, “everyone will know who you 

are. Who you belong to. 

I stopped breathing. 

“What am I to you?” 

Damon held my gaze for a long time. 

Then finally, he answered. 

“My Luna.” 

And beyond the broken castle walls 

the whole Northern Territory went silent.