All Chapters of My Rejected Billionaire Luna Wife: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

“You’ve never been down here?” Logan as he and Mercy descended a long staircase. It was dark and damp and the smell of mold permeated the air. “Never,” Mercy confirmed. “I knew there was something going on down here. Behind the red door. I just didn’t want to know what it was.” They reached the end of the stairs and came to a narrow hallway. It was lit with a few sparse lights that buzzed and flickered. There was a bad energy in the place – a sense of foreboding. At the end of the hall was another door. “Do you have any idea what’s down here?” Logan asked. “Yes,” Mercy said. Then she turned to Logan. The flickering lights cast shadows across her face. “This is where…where they make the bad potions.” She looked down at the floor. “The addictive ones. The ones that are meant to hurt people.” Logan studied her face. She looked pained. He knew this was hard for Mercy. This was her pack, after all. It wasn’t easy admitting that her own

Mercy’s heart was beating a mile a minute. Logan protectively placed his hand on her shoulder. “It’s called Mascu,” Tamara said, her eyes suddenly dull. “She’s been working on it for a really long time. We were all just…just experiments. Botched ones. Broken ones.” “What is she talking about?” Logan asked. “Mercy?” “A potion. Sephora’s created some sort of potion,” Mercy said. This all made sense now. Jonathan’s behaviour the other night, when he went crazy. The people in here shackled to the wall. The day the pack split. It was a lot to process, but Mercy was starting to make sense of it all. “A potion for what?” Logan asked. “I think…” Mercy sighed. “I think she’s built some sort of army.” “Why would she do that?” Logan asked. “Why does anyone build an army?” Mercy asked. “Power.” A man on the other side of the room moaned loudly. He pulled at his shackles, foam dripping from his mouth.

“Magnus,” Sephora whispered. She had a feeling he might make an appearance, given it was his precious daughter’s big launch party. Magnus could hardly resist a chance to flaunt how wonderful his daughter is. A half-smile tugged at Sephora’s lips. This was perfect. She was thrilled. Jonathan and Amelia could announce their relationship and then Magnus would be forced to accept Sephora. “Would you like to go see the Alpha King?” Lucas asked, his eyes flitting between Sofia’s face and her breasts. “No,” Sofia said, biting her lip. “I’m still waiting for my fruit salad.” “Mother?” Lucas asked. “Perhaps you should go greet the King.” Lucas hoped his mother would leave. He really wanted to be alone with this hot little piece in front of him. Maybe he could lure her away…up to his room? He was getting hard just thinking about it. “I hardly think Magnus wants to see me,” Sephora said. She knew Lucas wanted her gone. But she hadn’t finishe

Sephora's hand cracked across Derek's cheek, the sound echoing into the warehouse."You idiot!" she shrieked. "How could you let them escape?"Derek recoiled, one hand pressed to his reddening face. Sephora's mind raced. Logan and Mercy, gone. They could be anywhere by now! They knew way too much now. Derek told her they’d been behind the red door. If they revealed her secrets, all her plans would be ruined! She had to find them before it was too late. They couldn’t have gone that far…"I need men!" Sephora yelled. Instantly, heavy footsteps pounded down the hall as half a dozen men appeared. They were the guards of the warehouse, always on standby just in case anyone found the warehouse or tried to get inside it. Most of the time, they did nothing but play on their phones. Today, though, they finally had a mission. "Find Logan and Mercy. Bring them back…unharmed!" The men shifted into wolves instantly, fur sprouting from their skin, jaws elongating. They were a menacing sight. The

Alfred guided Olivia to their favorite bench by the lake, the one that seemed to catch the last golden rays of the day. Olivia had no idea what Alfred wanted to talk about, but it seemed serious. As soon as they sat down, she became lost the tranquil ripples of the water, a soft sigh escaping her lips. It really was beautiful here; she was going to miss it when they were gone. Soon, their work there would be done and they’d all be heading back to Silvermoon headquarters she assumed. She soaked in the serene view. But Alfred? He couldn't tear his eyes away from her—the way the fading sunlight danced in her hair, how her eyes mirrored the twilight sky, a perfect blend of purples and blues. She was hot as hell, and gorgeous, and graceful, and lovely, and a big heap of sexiness all at the same time."You're so beautiful," he murmured, the words slipping out like they were drawn from him by some magnetic force tied directly to Olivia's presence.She turned to him, blushing. "Alfred..."He