All Chapters of Alpha's Cursed Luna: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

ELEANOR’S POV The feeling of being watched kept on getting under my skin. Yet when I glance around, I couldn’t seem to find anyone or sense a presence lingering by. I turn my attention back to the door, thinking it was nothing. As I make my way to the basement where I overheard Alex and Elijah speak of as the prison ward, I immediately made a mental note to come here once I get the chance to be alone. Alex had refused to tell me where my father was, and it’s no use trying to force it out of him, so I had snooped around and collected the information all by myself. I understood why Alex had to hide it from me, though. He wanted me safe, and for someone like Marcus who put me through living hell in his own prison cell for several days, it was no wonder why he wouldn’t believe I would not experience the same hell when I stand within even a ten-feet distance from the man. Yet, I needed to ask Marcus, my father, something extremely important and I don’t want Alex hearing about it either j

DIANAStriding out the door, I glance around and bolt towards the closest room my eyes could find before closing the door quietly behind me. Panting, I clench my teeth and glare at the cement wall while I go over the scenes that had just happened down the prison cells.Balling my fists by my sides, I exhale into the air a curse meant for that bitch who was fucking stupid enough to get herself pregnant. Since when did even they start f*cking each other? I groan, suddenly feeling the urge to vomit as I picture the two of them together creating an intimate scene. Urgh. Alex was supposed to be f*cking me, adoring me, spoiling me. He was supposed to be my chosen and I was supposed to be his. I promised him that, yet I wasn't so sure if he did the same thing to me back. In fact, I never knew him to be a person fond of intimacy, but every time I see him touching Eleanor in such a way he's never done to me before, I couldn't help but itch to claw that woman's face and rip her f*cking head off

ELEANOR Alex still hasn’t come home. I wonder what he was doing outside? When Diana informed me how she greatly enjoyed his company and their time together at the pack clinic while he made sure her wounds healed, I thought Alex would be in the pack house somewhere. I shouldn’t be looking around for him just yet. I know that, but a part of me still wants his comfort, his presence, just some assurance from him that he didn’t hate me after what he witnessed me do under his roof. Wounding people was never a habit of mine, but I admit I had lost all control when Diana went as far as to insult me with her words. I could still remember the chills that ran down my spine at the sught of his icy cold glare. The sight that would make anyone crumble on his feet before him. His glare was the one thing you could never get past from for the rest of life. You will live never to forget it. And it will continue to haunt you no matter where you go, even if you reach the deepest core of the earth runnin

ALEXANDER’S POV Rogues are everywhere. Some members of the Blue Mountains Pack scattered, yet no alpha was in sight. My warriors were holding them off great though. You take one look at the fight between my men and the rogues, you won’t be surprised to see that none of my people are really trying. They were making it too easy, and I wonder what has gotten into them to sabotage us with these mindless rogues? Each of them didn’t know the first thing in battle, and their moves easily left them open for my warriors to attack, letting me know no one had possibly trained them before heading off to war. No, this is too easy. Why would someone send these rogues into my territory to die? Surely, they must know better than that than to start a battle as pathetic as this. My wolf paced inside me, and I knew he could tell something was off, too. I was running to the pack house. When the warriors caught my scent, they quickly moved to make way for me to pass while the others held off the rogues

ELEANOR I can sense his fear, his anger and frustration which seemed directed not to Daneera, but towards himself. I knew how Daneera’s words might have hurt him right in the gut, but I also knew she had no right to say those words to him, even if they were true. Alex’s tension is building up. Even from the distance, I could smell his guilt as well as his regret. No, it wasn’t his fault. And it certainly wasn’t his fault that he died. Part of it somehow felt like it was my fault, yet despite my own guilt he’d still convinced me I haven’t had any. I sucked in a breath and walked over to him… to my mate. His eyes flickered red, signaling the beast residing within him. I reached my hand out to caress his back and shoulders, looking intently into his eyes before hiving him a nod in a bid of reassuring him, telling him nothing had been his fault. Because if there was anyone worth blaming here, it was me. I watch as the bloodlust in his eyes slowly faded into their original color, blu