All Chapters of Training the Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Keegan POV:"That still leaves Brant," she said. "I meant what I said. If I can sever ties with him, even punish him, I want to do it. But you're right, my safety and Claire's is the priority.""Then we come up with a plan along with your father," I said firmly. "He needs to know everything I know, which is everything you know."“I agree.”"Is there anything that you'd seen or heard that would have you testify against the Congressman?"Vianne bit her lip and shrugged. "I won't know for sure. Maybe, there are dates and incidents that coincide with some possible illegal activities. I'd have to double-check my notes and everything in that box.""If we go in this direction, you'd have to go into government protection."“No. I don’t trust anyone else.”I sighed and exhaled sharply. "If we go this route, I have a suggestion. I know someone that I can trust in the Central Bureau of Investigation and would

Keegan POV:“Princess,” I whispered in the most soothing voice I could. “It will be alright.”I heard her exhale sharply. “My fault.”“No,” her mother said softly. “It is not your fault, baby.”"I…I shouldn't have…have written! He's going to find Mommy because of me!"Vianne's eyes moved up to find mine in the rearview mirror. She was scared shitless. Not that I blamed her. She continued to soothe Claire until she had her breathing under control. I managed to keep my composure but internally I was as worried as they were.Did they get them on camera? Would they find Vianne because of this? Would this force our hands and force them to leave?My cell phone rang and I answered immediately, recognizing Jarred's number. "Get to the cabins," he said in a rushed tone. "I'll send Lily and Zayne to pack some things for you. Right now, it looks like the principal and teac

[WARNING: The first part of the chapter has some explicit sexual content. Read at your own risk!] Keegan POV: Her eyes did not move away from my gaze, instead, they widened slightly and glistened as she continued to wipe away my tears. She looked so serious and intense, making me worry. Her fingers traced along my jawline, thumbing my bottom lip before she cradled my face between her hands. On the tip of her toes, she reached up to brush her soft mouth against mine. With my eyes still on her, I stilled at the gentle touch of her lips. It wasn’t until she swept my bottom lip between hers that I moved. I groaned, unable to resist such a tempting invitation. My arms encircled her waist and hips, lifting her up and pressing her fully against me. Gasping and breathless, she pulled back enough to say, “I love you.” The desperation and relief I felt were instant. I grabbed her face, looking in her eyes, finding the truth behind her words within them. She met my gaze with the same intens

Keegan POV:I nodded in agreement, closing the distance between us. "I'll suit up in a bit."She smiled and rolled her eyes. "About time you realized you rather it be you than these brutes throwing a punch at me.""Sweetheart," I growled. "I don't want anyone to raise a hand to you, but I realized that for me to feel better about what's coming that I need to teach you. I can beat all these assholes in a match and if you can stand toe to toe with me, then you can against Brant.""Like I said, about time you realized it."I rolled my eyes, palming her ass, earning a tiny squeal of surprise and laughter. The mood that the news of Clement's arrival created seemed to disappear as she allowed her walls to come down long enough for me to see all of her.Her arms pulled me close, against all that warmth and softness. In the week since our arrival to the cabin, she honed her body to something lethal. We utilized all that she learned as a child, with

Keegan POV:The smile on her face was gorgeous. “You sure you don’t mind me asking first?”“No,” I whispered, taking her face in my hands. “But I will be ding it properly when we get back. You hear me?”She sighed and rolled her eyes. "You're a man, I get it." Laughing, she took my hand and led us toward the open field a ways from the main cabins.On the soft grass, we had sectioned off an area for practicing and honing Vianne's skills. She stretched for several minutes while discussing something with Zayne. They were going first since he was as agile as she was and a good partner.Clement and I stood well outside the ring and watched as they started to circle each other. The look on their faces was completely opposite from the other. While Zayne looked like the fierce warrior, ready to take on his latest opponent, Vianne, on the other hand, seemed passive as if it was any other day.The mask she had