All Chapters of His Dead Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Marcelyn moved her phone to a better angle so that she would be able to follow the chef well without missing any vital point of the things he was saying about the meal he was preparing. The thing was she was cooking a meal for Darell as a surprise. She knew that he wouldn't be expecting such a thing from her and that added to her enthusiasm for making a sumptuous meal for him.After Marcelyn had left the park in anger, she returned home and waited for Darell to return. When he returned, she immediately confronted him without letting him get even a breathing space. Darell had laughed at her first before explaining to her that there was nothing between her and the redhead. When he had told Marcelyn that they were only together because they needed to get something for his mother, she had relaxed visibly.After that day, he made sure to return home every night to sleep. Then, once it was morning, he dressed up and went about his daily duty. This left Marcelyn alone in the house with lo

When the angry growl sounded outside again, Darell froze for a moment. He would recognize that growl anywhere in the world. It was the same growl his younger sister made when her prey escaped from her during their hunting nights. If he was right, Bella was already shifting into her wolf form and would be barging in at any moment from then on if he didn't stop her. Without wasting any more time, he ran to the door.Marcelyn felt hurt when she saw Darell rush to the door to open it up for the woman she had closed the door on. She should have known that he would choose one of his lovers over her since he was always uncomfortable with her. Still, the reality of the situation hit her hard in the face as she felt not just hurt but humiliated. She glanced up just as Darell threw the door open.What she saw next captivated her. The blue-eyed woman she had slammed the door on no longer had the face of a woman but that of a wolf. Her hands were beginning to cover in fur, and some parts of

Darell looked at the screen of his phone and saw that it was dead. He pressed the power button until the phone switched on again but then, it died again halfway through its booting. He looked around the room he was in to see if he could find somewhere to boost the phone but he didn't see any. He dropped the phone into his pocket and walked out of the building to where he parked his car.As he walked, he seethed with anger. Why would Hannah have the mind to show herself in his house when he hadn't invited her over? He couldn't stop wondering what she had said to Marcelyn and knowing Marcelyn as he does, he knew how intuitive the woman was. Even if Hannah hadn't said anything, Marcelyn could easily connect the dots and know about what was going on. Right but this time, Darell knew that Marcelyn would be boiling in anger. He got into the car and drove straight to Hannah's house.Hannah sat among her three friends, lost in thoughts about the woman she had met at Darell's house. When s

Bella twisted her body to the rhythm of the music playing in the club. She felt very happy to be in the club that night and it was not because she liked clubbing but because she was finally able to be with the one person who made her feel extremely happy whenever they were together. Being at school had made her miss him so much that she couldn't wait until she saw him.Although he had come to see her about three times during her stay, they were stolen visits and so the stays were limited. Plus, they had to be wary of the fact that some of the royal werewolves' guards her brother had set after her to protect her secretly might spot them. Bella had always expressed her fears to her lover and she had made sure that they took extra cautious.It wasn't that she wasn't brave or she feared easily but with the situation on the ground and the entanglement surrounding their affairs, Bella knew that being careful and discreet was the only way they could carry on the relationship without alerti

After Darell had tried to ask for her forgiveness and she had given him the cold shoulder, he had let her be on her own. Marcelyn was already tired of the little war between them but her ego would not allow her to talk to him first and since he wasn't making any more efforts to reconcile them, the strife between them had dragged on for too long. Although, to be honest, the man still informed her whenever he was going out or after he returned in.Damn her ego for getting in the way, Marcelyn cursed inwardly as she saw that Darell had finished dressing up in tight jeans and a polo top. Marcelyn remembered vividly that the top he was wearing was the same top he had worn the first time they met and she smiled to herself."Something finally makes you happy, my lady?" Darell asked her.Marcelyn let the smile wipe itself clean off her face. She didn't bother to reply to him or even acknowledge his words. Even when Darell raised a brow at her in question, her silence was the only grace she