All Chapters of LUNA FOR THE TWIN ALPHAS : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

“Ian, I don't know what to tell you, or how, I'll never be able to fix it”Ian turned to Eden and smiled. It was a beautiful smile, and reminded her, with a pang, of all the reasons she had to love him.“But there's nothing you can do, Eden. I just have to learn to live with it.”‘So must I. And the baby will know, inevitably, that something is wrong and missing from his life. We'll both suffer for not having Ian’s love,’ thought the omega.“Will you promise me something?” Eden asked.“I'll give it a try. I can't promise something I can't keep.”“From now on, be completely honest with me. Always tell me how you feel, what you want.”Ian looked at her for a long moment, then slowly shook his head.“No, I'm sorry, my love, I can't promise you that. I can try, but no more.”“Then we'll both try.” Eden said.‘My love? Did he really say that? Oh... He must have said that tender word without thinking about it, out of affection. Yes, I'm crazy to think that one day Ian would call me that fro

Moments later, with Eden still wanting more, Ian straightened up on top of her and the omega latched onto that solid body to draw him closer. Then, gently, while her whole body was still vibrating deliciously from the previous caresses, Ian penetrated her, powerful, inexorable, until she was completely filled. Eden felt as if her whole body, every part of her, was surrounding and sheathing the erect sex.“Eden?”Eden put her hand on the back of his neck and kissed him full on the lips as the alpha moved gently in and out of her. Eden sensed him picking up the pace and arched her back to welcome him more, hands now gripping his muscular buttocks to enjoy the tiniest of sensations Ian was giving her. Eden heard him growl and felt him freeze, then he cried out and the omega felt a warmth inside her as Ian freed himself. Finally, Ian dropped on her, burning and heavy. Eden tightened her arms around him as if to prevent him from ever leaving. Ian was awake. Eden could feel it in the s

Eden was standing on a high stool in front of the counter of Messrs Wildegrave and Harris, drapers in Worcester, choosing cotton towels. She noted the sum of ten shillings and eight pence on her list.“I think this poplin would be perfect for wall hangings, Lady Hadleigh," the seller remarked, unrolling a large coupon in front of her.“Yes, I…”Someone gave a muffled exclamation behind him and Eden glanced over her shoulder. A very elegant lady in her forties was accompanied by a very pretty blonde girl. Both looked at her in amazement.“Lady Hadleigh?" repeated the lady incredulously.“Yes?," replied Eden.Although the omega was not yet fully conversant with the etiquette of the high world, this abrupt question from a complete stranger hardly seemed polite.“Ivan Boyle’s widower? I didn't know that…”“No, Ian Boyle’s wife.”The young lady, an omega who understood Eden, gasped.“Ian is married?”“Yes, he is.”Eden was beginning to feel as embarrassed as she was irritated. Everyone

Ian had almost reached Fosse Warren when he heard the clatter of a horse's hooves behind him. As a precaution, he reached for one of the pistols hanging from his saddle-tree, but relaxed as he recognized Peter, the castle's chief groom, mounted on Ace, his best hunting horse.“What's going on?" he exclaimed when the man got to him. “Has something happened to my omega?”“No, milord. Catching his breath, Peter pulled a fold from his vest. Milady is well. She sent for me, half an hour after you left, and gave me this letter. Milady said it was urgent, that I should catch up with you and give it to you as soon as possible.”“Well, follow me to Fosse Warren," ordered Ian, burying the wax-sealed envelope in the inside pocket of his morning coat. What did Eden have to tell him that was so urgent? "Don't ever come back, I hate you” Probably. Or had she gone to a dictionary to pick out all the hurtful adjectives a husband like him deserved?He cut short the enthusiastic welcome of his butle

Time skip December 7th“Find yourself a chair, and don't stand in our legs!" exclaimed Dr. Hamilton.But Ian couldn't sit still. He paced tirelessly over the carpet of his study. A roaring fire burned in the fireplace, while outside, the first flakes of winter swirled by the windows. The short December afternoon was already drawing to a close. Eden, like the doctor, thought the baby would arrive the week before; but it was December 7, and she had been having contractions since dawn, when the omega had woken him, apologizing for interrupting his sleep. Ian rushed to the stables, woke up two grooms and sent them for the doctor, then rushed back to his wife, only to be firmly barred from her door by Gwen and Mrs. Kingston. He had to content himself with pacing up and down the corridor, his ear to the ground. Nothing, silence. Then a shout. He ran to the door and opened it: Eden’s face was pale and concentrated, but, thank God, not distorted by pain.“Ian," she told him, "try to ge