Bonds at War: The Untouched is Mine novel Chapter 332

Chapter 332 In Love

Chapter 332 In Love

LUNA

“Don’t go anywhere. Just stay here until the full moon. I’ll do everything.”

That was what he said to me.

And like a good little temporary partner/roommate, I listened.

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It had been three days. Three painfully long, monotonous, crawling days, and I was beginning to understand what it truly meant to rot.

and quiet

When I first heard him say those words, I thought it wouldn’t be so bad. Rest sounded… nice. After everything that had happened, I convinced myself that a few days of would be good for me.

peace

However, I felt like I was suffocating in silence instead.

The house was too clean. He had gone to work every morning without saying much beyond “Eat,” or “Don’t destroy anything.”

Now, it was the third afternoon, and the sun was slipping down behind the forested horizon. Shadows grew longer across the floorboards, and I was lying on the couch with no purpose.

My eyes wandered up to the ceiling. I counted the cracks. Then the number of times the refrigerator hummed. Then, how long it took for the clock to tick from one second to the next.

That’s how desperate I was.

He told me that the full moon was the day everything would “happen.” I knew what he meant.

That was the day we could… mate.

Apparently, there were only two ways for it to happen. One, we could wait for the full moon, where instincts would naturally heighten. Or two, we could wait for my heat.

In werewolves, heat happened naturally when they reached maturity. For humans like me, it was different. Ours was triggered when we met our mate. However, it wasn’t always instant. Sometimes, it took weeks, months–even years. It depended, as Abel put it, “on chemistry.”

I sighed and rubbed my temples. My thoughts were going in circles, and no amount of pacing could make this place feel less like a cage.

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The TV didn’t help either.

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Abel only had one, and it was ancient. It had cable, but the only channels that seemed to work were all Fenra–related–news broadcasts, political debates, military updates, and weather reports. There was nothing remotely entertaining.

I tried searching for books next, but even those were a disappointment. Every shelf was either filled with binders, documents, or tactical reports. It was like living inside the headquarters of a military strategist.

Maybe he had books hidden somewhere. However, his room was off–limits.

The first day, I tried opening the door, but the lock just clicked firmly in my hand. He didn’t even hide it.

With that, I was left with nothing but silence.

I had stared at the walls so long that I could almost see patterns moving in the wood grain. My brain was starving for something. When he was home, it wasn’t much better. He didn’t talk unless necessary. He just cooked, ate, and worked in silence. Then, when he was done, he disappeared into that locked room.

Tonight, though, he said he would be home late. Which meant I had at least a few hours to myself without his silent, intimidating presence looming over everything I did.

My stomach growled softly. I looked at the kitchen. There were leftovers from lunch, but something in me said that I needed to do something.

He usually handled all the meals, so maybe I should cook for him. The thought made me smile before I even realized it.

I stood up from the couch, stretching out the stiffness in my body, and padded toward the kitchen. I opened the fridge and peeked inside. Everything was organized by type and expiration date. I rolled my eyes and laughed softly. “Typical.”

I decided to cook noodle soup with dumplings. It was one of my mom’s recipes, and it comforted me whenever I felt fatigued. Abel looked tired most of the time, and sometimes, he didn’t even eat, so I wanted to cook something that would stimulate his appetite.

I grabbed some ingredients–tomatoes, onions, garlic, and a few herbs I recognized from back home. The knife felt good in my hand. I hummed under my breath as the scent of garlic and tomatoes slowly blended into the air.

The phone buzzed loudly against the counter, nearly making me drop the ladle. I reached for it, frowning when I saw the name flashing on the screen.

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Marcel.

My eyes widened. Oh no. I hadn’t informed her.

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I swiped to answer because I knew how impatient she could get. “Woman, you!” she yelled immediately, her voice so loud I had to pull the phone away from my ear. “You left me in the dark! What are you doing? Where are you?”

“Sorry, sorry!” I said quickly. “I just… things got weird-”

“Weird? You vanished! Do you know how much everything has changed since you left?”

I froze, stirring the broth absentmindedly. “What?”

“Well, for one, I quit my job at the diner,” she announced.

“You what?” I exclaimed. I was aware that our conversation was going too fast, but it was always like this with Marcel.

“Yeah,” she continued proudly. “Someone offered me a better–paying job with better terms.”

“And get this!” she quickly added. “It’s at the school itself! I’m the part–time librarian now.”

I gasped, actually dropping the wooden spoon this time. “You’re kidding!”

“I’m so not,” she said smugly. “You know I’ve always wanted to do that. Surrounded by books, peace and quiet, none of those rude customers yelling at me for refilling their coffee too slow.”

“That’s amazing news!” I said, genuinely thrilled for her. “I’m so proud of you, Marcel.”

“Yeah,” she murmured softly. “It was the owners, I believe. The headmaster said it was because of my participation in the book club. I’m… so happy, Luna. But—”

She hesitated.

“But you’re not here.”

I stirred the pot again just to have something to do with my hands. The steam fogged up my vision for a moment.

“I know,” I said quietly.

“However,” she said, her tone shifting to excitement. “If you’re with hot Alpha daddy, then I’m not going to be too mad.”

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“Alpha?” I exclaimed, wondering how she knew.

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