Moonbound: The Alpha's Accidental Mate

A Night of

athaway, but she felt strangely detached, like an outsider in the very world she had been born into. Her father's gala was always a

it, not after the brutal end of her last relationship. Her ex had walked away with a few sharp words-telling her she was too bossy, too

ing Nonna at a corner of the room. Nonna had been silently praying for an escape,

sighed and took a glass of champagne from a passing waiter, swirling the drink absentmindedly in her fi

as enigmatic as a shadow, he stood like a sculpture amidst the partygoers. His sharp jawline, icy blue eyes, and the tension in his post

r of detachment that bordered on arrogance, and an intensity that made everyone around him uncomfortable. He had no int

lf, Nonna found he

ething about him-his solitud

Veronica, who returned with a

eronica teased, leaning in close.

f, trying to seem nonchalant. "I'm not inter

A little flirtation never hurt an

and flirtatious. Nonna hesitated, her stomach tightening with a mixture of anxiety and curiosity

Nonna followed, her heels click

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he man was looking out over the room, his expression unreadable, but when he turned to fa

need to. He exuded power with just

ot Nonna a playful look before st

e smooth like velvet but laced with a cert

racing, and she was suddenly acutely aware of the s

world." He leaned slightly forward, as if he were examining her carefully, the air betwe

intimidated. "I prefer to keep a low profile. I'm not really intereste

y her bluntness. "Interesting. Most peo

ied, her voice steady despite t

gaze never leaving her face. "And wha

o personal. She wasn't sure what she wanted from him,

out quieter than she intended. "Maybe just... a con

n, and yet it somehow managed to make her

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ant, and perhaps even dismissive. Instead, Williams surprised her with his sharp wit and thoughtful observations. He had a

away with each passing moment. She even found herself leaning in close

ing had changed for him too. As he spoke with Nonna, he couldn't help but notice the faint scent lingering in the air. It

expected it-hadn't even believed in the concept of a mate, given his past-but now, it was undeniable

t lingered in his nostrils. A trace of something pure, something untou

o many years avoiding connections. But still, that faint trace of

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rew livelier, Nonna found herself caught in the rising tension of the evening. The alcohol had loosened her inhibitions, and

nd the crowd began to move toward the dance floor. Without hesitating, Nonna slipped off her he

atching her with increas

h her. His gaze flicked to her bare feet before lifting to

a half-smile, "I just feel l

e center of the dance floor. Nonna's heart pounded in her chest, unsure of what was ha

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ther to the beat of the music. But there was an undeniable chemistry,

, both of them knew that t