All Chapters of Two Mates of the Rejected Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Eve's POV:I sat in the bathroom, the water flowing over me, and my mind was a mess. Why did Ryan have this effect on me? Every time I saw him, it was like a storm inside me.I knew what he had done, the pain he had caused, but there was this strange pull whenever he was near. The clash of past hurt and present reality left me torn, unsure of what to do.One moment I wanted to confront him, let out all my anger, and the next, I felt this strange connection that was almost irresistible. It frustrated me to no end – how could I be so mad at him and yet also drawn to him?My anger wasn't just directed at him anymore; it was aimed at myself. How could I even consider the idea of a future with someone who hurt me so deeply? How could I think about letting down my guard for a man who shattered my trust?But as I thought, I realized that Ryan wasn't the same person anymore. The weight of being an Alpha had changed him, shaped him into something different. He wasn't the boy I used to know, an

Eve’s POV:Ryan suddenly rises from his seat, his energy crackling with impatience."We've hashed out the details. Let's not waste these seven days cooped up in this room," he declares.I raise an eyebrow. "Weren't you planning on taking me out to dinner?"He laughs. "Love, that doesn't mean I can't take you out in the afternoon, I want every second of you."I smirk. "With me." I corrected him."I know what I said," he says, winking at me.Damn him and his charm. With a playful roll of my eyes, I take his outstretched hand, allowing him to lead me wherever he has in mind.We step out in front of the hotel, and there it is – a sleek speedboat, waiting for us."Did I mention how much I adore Venice?" I muse, my excitement was uncontainable."Just wait and see what I've planned."As we settle into the boat, I press my face against the window like an excited child. Venice is a dream, its beauty beyond words. I want to soak in every sight, every sound, and etch them into my memory forever.

Eve’s POV:As we disembarked from the gondola and stepped onto solid ground, the enchantment of Venice continued to weave its magic around us. We wandered through the labyrinthine streets, drawn to each other in a way that felt both familiar and foreign.Eventually, we stumbled upon a cozy Italian restaurant tucked away in a quiet corner. It exuded an intimate ambiance that seemed to invite us in, promising an evening of shared moments and whispered conversations. As we settled at our table, I reached for the menu, intending to ask the waiter for another one in English. But before I could say anything, Ryan's hand covered mine gently, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through me.I looked up at him, and his gaze held a warmth that spoke volumes. With a smile, he took the menu from my hand, and without needing any words, he ordered for me in fluent Italian. His choices were perfect, a testament to how well he still knew me."You still remember my preferences?" I asked, genuine su

Eve’s POV:I wake up in my luxurious bed, the warmth of the sun casting a gentle glow across the room. A contented smile tugs at my lips as I stretch, savoring the comfort of the moment. It's been a while since I've had such a peaceful and uninterrupted sleep.With a lazy sigh, I sit up and swing my legs over the edge of the bed. As I glance at the clock, I realize that I must have missed breakfast. Chuckling to myself, I can't help but marvel at the fact that I've actually managed to sleep in so late.Last night was both exhilarating and exhausting. Walking the streets of Venice, talking, reminiscing—it was like stepping into a different world. Even though the reality of our situation loomed over us, I couldn't deny that being with Ryan had felt so natural, so right.When we got back to the room last night I realized that I hadn't brought any pajamas. Even when Ryan bought me all these clothes, neither of us thought about it. He gave me his shirt.I walk out of the room, clad only in

Eve’s POV: Alpha Jensen smiled when he saw his wife so pleased and turned to me. "Dear Eve, please grace us with your presence at our table," he continued, his hand extended toward me. I glanced at Ryan for any sign, any cue, and found his nod reassuring. But even in that moment, a flicker of irritation rose within me. Why was I seeking permission as if I needed his approval for everything? Then I realize that I don't really know any of these people and I'm really counting on Ryan to show me who I can trust. In fact, he hasn't given me a single order all night. "You know, I don't know about your relationship with my wife Emilia, but I am very interested to learn how you know each other." Alpha Jensen whispers. Seated at the table, the waiter placed a glass of champagne before me. When I looked around I recognized Sarah. I couldn't help but remember her as one of Cari's partners in bullying from the past. Her presence added another layer of tension to the atmosphere for me. Her