All Chapters of My Rejected Billionaire Luna Wife: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Jonathan continued, but his voice dropped low, barely above a whisper. “He snuck in, my father, armed with a vicious poison called Emerus Sands.”“I’ve never heard of it,” Amelia said. “It’s unique to our pack. It’s…it’s really awful. Like, one of the worst. When administered, the victim just feels sleepy. At first, anyway. They don’t even know they’ve been poisoned. At this stage, there’s still time for the antidote. The effects can be reversed. But not for long. Because the victim will start to feel so tired, they’ll HAVE to lay down. And once the victim falls asleep…” Jonathan’s voice trailed off. He wasn’t looking forward to this next part of the story. He looked to Amelia. She sat happily, nibbling her cheese, waiting for him to continue. She had no idea what was coming. “The poison takes hold while they sleep. It pumps quickly through their veins. It’s said it feels like fire flowing through their body. The poison forms little stones, like little grains

“I had a few reasons for joining Silver Moon Group,” Jonathan told Amelia. Since he’d already confessed the worst truths he knew, (like how Amelia’s mother really died), he decided to tell her the rest. If her opinion of him had already changed, and she no longer had feelings for him because of his awful past, then telling her the truth about Silver Moon Group couldn’t possibly make things any worse. “Such as?” Amelia asked. She was curious. What more could he possibly be hiding? His father was a criminal that murdered her mom, his pack dappled in dangerous poisons, his mother was possibly hiding the truth about Lucas. Oh, and he was a Wolf of Gold. Why had he come to Silver Moon Group? Amelia could only imagine…At first, she’d thought Jonathan was a human, but then she’d found out he was a werewolf and she’d wondered about his motives. She hadn’t completely trusted him because he was so elusive. She understood why now, though. He was hiding some pretty hefty secrets.Ame

Jonathan wanted to stay with Amelia. In fact, he’d never wanted anything so badly. They’d almost kissed and he knew, in his heart of hearts, that it was true love. But his stupid mother! Ugh! She’d barged in at exactly the wrong time. And now she was demanding that Jonathan exercise decorum and bring Amelia back to her room. They were adults for crying out loud! Was Sephora being serious? If they wanted to spend the night together, nothing could stop them. Well…almost nothing. Jonathan whispered an “I’m sorry” to Amelia. Then he did what was asked. He brought her back to the guest room. He told her to lock the door. He’d come and get her as soon as he could and they’d leave. That night. “I’ve had enough of it here,” he whispered. “Pack your things. Let’s go back to the resort.” Amelia nodded, relieved. “But your mom? What will she say when she finds out we’re leaving in the middle of the night?” “She won’t kn

They ordered four desserts and pushed away their plate of French toast to make room for the upcoming food. “It’s pretty,” Vivenne said, lounging back in her chair. She was relaxed now that Gabriel was gone. He’d clearly bought their lie, hook, line, and sinker. She laughed to herself. She adored her son, she really did, in her own Vivenne way. But he could be so bloody gullible sometimes. Especially when it came to his mother. “The resort, I mean. I wanted to hate it, since it’s her little project. But I have to admit, she’s done a good job.” “Who? Amelia?” Sofia snapped. “It’s not that nice.” “Now Sofia,” Vivenne said in a firm tone. “I warned you. You have to play nice. You’re not exactly everyone’s favorite person right now. At least not Gabriel and Amelia’s. If you want to win him back…” “What if I don’t?” Sofia snapped again, crossing her arms over her chest. “This was all YOUR idea. Maybe I should try to find someone else. Like we’re pretending

Amelia and Jonathan had been barreling along the quiet country road, going a bit faster than the speed limit, but nothing too serious. They’d stayed the night at Sephora’s after all. No point in leaving in the middle of the night.The morning was perfect, sunny and bright. But suddenly, without warning, the steering wheel had locked. Jonathan was unable to move it, and there was a hair-pin turn up ahead. They missed the turn completely, crashing into the forest. The car slammed into a large tree. Amelia’s body had lurched forcefully against the seatbelt and then snapped back. Her neck was instantly sore from the impact and shards of glass from the windows were scattered all over her lap, but she was fine. Jonathan, on the other hand, wasn’t wearing his seatbelt. So there was nothing to stop him from being thrown from the car when it came to such an abrupt halt. He flew forward and right out the window. He slammed into the same tree that had stopped the car, and f