All Chapters of Luna’s Human Second Chance Mate: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

CHAPTER 42GLENNI turned to the direction of the door as I could feel my heart thudding heavily in my chest—Something didn't feel right, the scent, the atmosphere, all of it. I swallowed the heavy lump that was forming in my throat.As I stood there with my bag hanging from my shoulder, soon a shadow emerged at the doorway and the doorbell jingled.A strange feeling filled my soul and instinctively I turned to the direction of the door.Anxiety zipped through me, at that moment it looked like I was in a kind of dream and must definitely be having an illusion.Blinking my eyes, I was staring right at him as he stood there at the door, flesh and blood, looking around and lifting a pack off the shelf."Fuck."I ducked behind the counter soon as his gaze was directed toward where I was. My heart was beating heavily as I rested my back against the wooden frames.My colleague looked shocked and perplexed—What was he doing here ?What were the odds?Different thoughts fleeted through my

CHAPTER 44SANTIAGO.Ever felt like doing something bad yet having that feeling it was the right thing to do, at this moment I felt exactly that way.From the hallway, soon as the lift stopped I couldn't keep my lips from her as I kissed her recklessly.I felt like a hypocrite, one minute I was preaching against why being with her was unethical but the next moment it was giving in to my lust, my lips were no stranger to her lips seeing that we once had a fling.Yet at this moment, there looked to be a whole different energy intertwined into us kissing. It came with twice the fire but without passion.Martha was standing right there but faraway, looking at her I couldn't see her face but instead a certain woman that appeared in my mind as the sole purpose of my anger —Glenn."What did you say?" Glenn moaned.It was only then I realized that I must have spoken loudly.I didn't give her answers to her questions instead kissed her again, I lifted her clearly off the ground as the door op

CHAPTER 46SANTIAGOEver had that feeling that you've made the biggest mistake anyone could?At this moment, that was exactly how I felt. Immediately my eyelids fluttered and opened into the still room. As soon as I listened to the faint heartbeats from her chest I was consumed by absolute regret.To start, I tried remembering how I had gotten myself into this state—All I could remember was being pissed at Glenn and the next minute we were kissing.I groaned in annoyance, she was cuddled up against me and I could feel the warmth from her skin as it emitted through the room.Martha tossed and turned,she did this with her arms snuggling me closer. All that filled my body was that heavy tension and the quiet rustle of fabric as she moved again filled the room.As she did, the gesture bared more of her tan, smooth thighs, sending a wave of pulse through my body as I could feel my dick twitch."What did you do to yourself, Santi?" I ran my hands through my ruffled hair.A feeling of a

CHAPTER 48GLENNEarly sunrise glowed down from the morning sky as I made my way back, the night had been total madness. I was still filled with jealousy and could feel the leftover adrenaline burning off in my soul.There are three sides to a story: Your side, the side you never know about and the last of it was history.I was relying on the last at this moment, history — As it is, I was doomed to resume the same mistakes by trusting that somehow the past would heal itself over and over without truly learning from it.The truth was when it came to the reality of what I felt, it was like a large mark had been left and I had to fill the space it left behind.What made it remarkable was I was given the chance to learn from history again and again, yet I was doomed as I kept repeating it.If there was anyone I detested for no reason it was definitely Santiago, I hated the fact he was quick to get over the thought of me, did I mean nothing to him, did he see me as a vagabond?He had the

CHAPTER 50SANTIAGORegrets and hate—The funny fact about the two was that they felt so much different logically not deep down, when it came down to how destructive they could be, they were totally similar.The bad thing was I was thrown right into the middle of these two.Imagine being right in the middle of the storm and a red horned devil.At this moment I was mostly confused, I hated that screaming voice in my head reminding my heart of how darkish it was.Darkness looms and it was a different type of darkness as I felt it deep in my soul, for a minute I wondered if it was all in my head.Perhaps, my mind was trying to play a trick on me and make me scared. I clicked on the radio as fire and brimstone played on.It was quite windy outside, the clouds were dark like it was night."That is weird." I muttered to myself as the radio started cracking, I tried switching between channels but got the same result, groaning to myself I gave up.For the first time in two days and for no reas