The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 327

Chapter 247: Mate’s Surrender

Chapter 247: Mate’s Surrender

(Connor’s POV)

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Olivia was already drunk and unconscious from the moonfire whiskey, but she still

instinctively snuggled into my arms through our mate bond. Her body molded against mine

with perfect trust.

“Mmm, so comfortable,” she mumbled softly, her voice thick with alcohol and drowsiness.

The scent of moonfire whiskey mixed with her natural werewolf pheromones filled the air around us. Even intoxicated, her wolf recognized mine completely.

This was such a stark contrast to her usual composed Luna demeanor. My powerful, brilliant

mate reduced to vulnerable softness in my embrace.

I gently scooped her up, cradling her against my chest. Her head fell against my shoulder,

silent and still.

My ice–blue eyes softened as I gazed down at her flushed face. The mate bond pulsed

between us with deep affection.

“So good,” I murmured tenderly, my Alpha voice dropping to barely a whisper.

My security team immediately formed a protective circle around us as I carried Olivia toward

the exit. Every supernatural creature in Nightshade Bar watched respectfully as their Alpha

passed.

Frank Langley approached Emma, who had been hovering nearby with obvious concern for

her charge.

“Where are Miss Winters‘ friends?” Frank inquired professionally. “Alpha Connor wants them

escorted to Rivers Pack’s luxury hotel for the night.”

Emma glanced between Emma Thompson and Jade Mitchell, who were gathering their

belongings with worried expressions.

“I should stay with Olivia,” Emma said hesitantly, torn between duties.

“Alpha Connor will protect his mate,” Frank assured her. “Your friends need safe

accommodation.”

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Emma looked at Olivia’s peaceful face in my arms, then nodded reluctantly. She trusted me completely with her Luna’s safety.

“I’ll coordinate their hotel arrangements,” she agreed, moving toward Emma and Jade.

The cool night air brushed against Olivia’s flushed cheeks as I carried her to my waiting Obsidian Black Bentley with Custom Plates. The distinctive vehicle gleamed under the

streetlights.

Raymond Brooks held the door open respectfully, his eyes carefully averted from his Alpha’s

mate.

I settled into the leather seats with Olivia still cradled in my arms. Her warmth seeped

through my business suit.

Raymond discreetly raised the partition, giving us complete privacy. The soundproof barrier

ensured our conversation would remain intimate.

Inside the luxury vehicle, Olivia stirred slightly. Her unfocused amber eyes searched my face

through our bond connection.

“Connor?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“I’m here, Luna,” I replied softly, stroking her honey–brown hair.

Suddenly, Olivia spoke with surprising clarity. Her voice carried a plea enhanced by our mate

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