All Chapters of Alpha Zeus, falling for the rogue Luna: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

ZEUS-I have just one single heart and she’s thrashed it numerous times, it doesn’t know how to heal anymore. It has lost the ability to cope with the severe damage and I’m bleeding.I don’t regret kissing her, I would never however, the toll that kiss took on me, it is eating me up on the inside. My wolf is unable to sit at ease, he’s growing impatient every second and it is just making me go wild sporadically.Arthur gave me the medications however the wolf is devouring it and it has no effect on me, I can’t sleep, nor can I wake up. I wonder what this disease is called. I'm holding myself pretty much contained yet I have scratched half the people of my pack.It is a good thing they can heal or else there would be a bloodbath over here. I miss her… I miss Aurora very much and I'm scared because I saw the hand on her waist.A hand that pulled her away from me, a hand that belonged to Azrael and she didn’t flinch either, she gladly walked away and let Azrael have his way with her. The

AURORA-I looked around, my heart panting like crazy and my wounds, some of them were so deep, so deep that it became impossible to handle the agony. Everything around me was shattered, this floor was done for, this is where all my technical work is thru and this just vanished.Panic rushed in my veins and my hands began shaking from dread, I don’t know how I'm going to fix this, I don’t know if they will come for me again or not.I collapsed on the ground and my bones started hurting from the cuts and the shards that were in my skin moving every time I breathe. I heard the door open and tears rolled down my eyes. I crawled and hid under a table; my whimpers were impossible to suppress.Who were they? What were they? Werewolves that don’t have their own scent? ‘The soul sorcerers.’ I heard the footsteps, were roaming around, and the scent of my blood was making me crazy. I placed my hand over my mouth being scared of whatever creature was walking inside.If it is someone from my compa

AURORA-“What? You did what?” I gasped in disbelief. My unbelievable eyes fluttered a few times and I turned to look at him. “What about Azrael?” I cross-questioned, is that why he called me?Of course, he would be furious, oh my god, Zeus’ silence told me, that he had no intention of bringing him in his mansion. He now hates Azrael because of me. Zeus didn’t say anything in response and the room filled with the awkward hush.“I care about her, Aurora…” he peered down at the floor, and I wanted to scoff at his words. “Is that why you let me go? Because you cared for her?” I sneered walking back in his direction.“Yes!” he muttered in a low voice and turned his gaze at mine. “I was scared, I’d ruin her. You are right I'm Alaric harper…” he paused and his words broke my heart. I realized how badly my words impacted his thought process.“Whatever I touch, I ruin it.” he slammed his hands against his face sighing loudly, he regrets letting me go. “I knew, when I’ll let go of you, a part o

ZEUS-Two days down and we heard nothing from the soul sorcerers. Didn’t know if I should feel good about it or bad. Waiting is not one my virtues however here I was, keeping an eye on her.Elia blackwood, claiming to be my mother, she lit up the moment she saw her granddaughter. And even if I tried to keep Elinor away, I couldn’t. Because I knew, the same goes for me. I would secretly watch her, sitting quietly on the ground, drawing sometimes, sometimes writing. She kept herself occupied with something or the other. She was born with a hope, a light to remove the darkness around her. It worked on Aurora’s side but mine? Not very much.I used to stay quiet being afraid of saying, ‘Hey Elinor, I'm your father’. No, I was afraid of Aurora’s gaze piercing my soul, and didn’t have the nerve to walk up to her.But today I did, and as she was drawing, I stood behind her, behind her came out a little creepy however, I was far but not too far. And then she turned, “Are you going to eavesdr

ZEUS-This… this is something I need to put a hold on. Why is she so fucking close when I can’t even touch her. This is torture, this is the death of me. I prefer loneliness, I prefer darkness, I prefer demons slashing my body with certain swords over this…Why can’t I touch her, when I see it written on her face. If please fuck me had a face, it would like the same as the girl standing before me. And not just any girl, the girl who has stolen everything from me, my senses to think, my mind, my heart, everything from the Z of Zeus to R of Harper.I saw her nipples poking so hard, so hard, that it went directly down towards my length. And the grump sunshine atmosphere turned into fifty shades of grey but darker one.I wish if I could just thump her body on the wall inside my room, fuck her until she have no brains left, pound every inch of me in her, until she can’t think and then I confess how madly I am in love with her, so that she has no nerves to turn down.So that she has nothing