All Chapters of Emerald Eyed Luna: Grant's Revenge: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Sarah POV “Only one thing left before we will know if your wolf will survive. “ Damian muttered into my hair as he held me close. “What?” Leaning back, it was like another knife to my heart. Did he really think I wasn’t strong enough to survive this? “Don’t get mad at me. This is all natural and normal. I know you and Dax were working on your relationship, but he was still your mate and in order for you to move on, you need to fully accept he is gone.” “I know he is gone.” I said stubbornly. However, my wolf still jumped when the door opened. Hoping this would all be a bad dream. “Do you want to become queen?” “I-I… what?” “You would need to take another mate if you want to be queen.” “That’s not really a priority right now, Damian.” I jumped up and put some distance between us. It was then that I was painfully aware that I was still in my bikini. “It should be! What if your wolf doesn’t mate it through next week and you have to pick someone?” “I don’t know! My parent’s

I suddenly felt hopeful, just thinking about getting Dax back. What I didn’t understand was the sharp pang of disappointment that ran through me. Damian. Would I really chose Damian over Dax? “I honestly don’t know, Sarah. I doubt it. He died. We burned his body at his funeral. His soul wouldn’t have a body to return to. Even if he did come back, I have no idea if your mate bond would still be there. It was cut when he died. I’m sorry, Sarah, but Dax is gone.” Mom didn’t sugarcoat it. I mentally knew that, but the hope that briefly crossed my heart made my heartache all over again. “I understand, but we cannot let his soul be trapped like that!” Fresh tears burned my eyes. “I agree. We will need to figure out a plan for how we will attack and when.” Mom stated more for my benefit of calming down. “What was so special with Mila?” Damian asked. “Grant said that when Mila was younger, she showed signs of having powers that Astra did not. Astra then gave her a potion to strip or

My adrenaline started pumping as we strutted to the cells. Apparently, they built them far enough away that it took us ten minutes just to walk to get there. I guess we were strange for wanting to keep a closer eye on the cells. As we got closer, I noticed a tiny little shack. The whole thing looks abandoned with broken glass, spray paint coloring the outside and rusty siding. If someone was to pass by here, they would have no idea what they were walking over. Dom opened the door for me as I stepped in. the room its self was completely bare other than a concrete door on the floor. Damian bent down and placed his thumb against the lock before it sprang open. Opening on its right, revealing concrete steps. Well, okay then. I didn’t verbalize my humor, but I am sure they felt it. The smell of wet earth, blood, and sweat penetrated my nostrils. It always turned my stomach, but it was part of it. I don’t know how many cells I have been in, but this one was the most inhuman one. The firs

“No? What do you mean, no? She looks just like he ordered!” Brittany put her hands on her hips as she narrowed her eyes at him. I turned towards him and got the satisfaction of watching his eyes travel down my body. They paused on my tits and the curves of my hips. “Do you not like the dress?” I asked, teasing him. “Not when it is for that dirt bag.” Damian’s jaw the clenched tight. I felt his own arousal and hatred like it was my own. Just having this fling we are doing is keeping my wolf’s depression at bay. Helping in a way. “Brittany, we need to make sure Verna is good for the night.” Dom motioned Brittany to leave the room. “Smooth.” I muttered as he was walking out the door. His body froze for a second, but didn’t turn back around as he left. The door shut silently behind him. I was suddenly very aware that it was just Damian and me. Damian had walked up in front of me and put his hands on my hips. His grasp was a little painful, but I liked it. “He isn’t going to touch

I was laying in my bed, tossing and turning. The sheets were wrapped around me, trying to strangle me. Damian was stuck in my head. Where was he? Is he here? Did he run off to another girl’s bed? Maybe if Cynthia is alive, he won’t want me? Will I want him if he has a kid? I mean, that child can’t be more than two years old. I finally had enough. Throwing my covers off me, I stormed out of my room and stomped my way to Damian’s room. My hand stopped in the air as it was about to hit the door when I realized I was wearing a white skintight, see thru tank and matching shorts that my ass cheeks were sticking out of. Lowing my hand, I stood there for a second, feeling stupid before I turned to leave. I had only taken one step when the door opened. “Sarah?” Damian looked half awake. “Oh, sorry! I didn’t mean to wake you. Um, I’ll go…” Turning to leave, he caught my wrist and stopped me. “What’s wrong?” He looked up and down the hallway before looking at what I was wearing. He was confus