Semua Bab REDEEMING HIS OMEGA LUNA : Bab 81 - Bab 90

RAVEN’S POV:I lay on the bed, twirling my phone in hand as I arranged my tasks for tomorrow in my head. I was too stressed; I didn't even want to get up and pick up a jotter. Since Tristan traveled two days ago, the workload only increased, not decreasing. If he were available, he would have dealt with most of them already, so in his absence, they only continued to pile up, requiring us to step up and deal with the ones that didn't explicitly require his approval.As I rested, images of him flooded my mind, and a sigh escaped my lips. After I woke up that afternoon and found him sitting up on my bed, waiting for me, I hadn't seen him since then. He seemed to have wanted to talk, most likely about that kiss. But, he was called even before we could speak for an emergency at the border, so he had to go, telling me he'd be back.That only placed me on edge, and all my mind kept revolving around in the past two days was what he was going to say to me. Would he say it was only a mistake an

AUTHOR'S POV:The sleek car glided to a stop in front of the grand hall, and Raven's eyes widened in disbelief. It was the very hotel Isadora had chosen for her birthday bash. This party, she realized, was far more extravagant than she had imagined, complete with a swarm of reporters and a flashy red carpet.As Tristan emerged from the car, reporters surged toward him, unleashing a barrage of questions like a pack of hungry wolves stumbling upon fresh prey."Alpha! Alpha BlackClaw!" they cried, bombarding him with inquiries as if it were a major news event.Tristan, unfazed, calmly manoeuvred through the reporters, heading to the other side of the car to open the door for Raven. Seated in the car, Raven watched as he leaned down, offering his hand with a subtle touch that eased her nervousness. She took a deep breath, grasping his hand as she prepared to face the sea of onlookers.Once out of the car, an immediate hush enveloped the surroundings. It wasn't surprising; everyone knew Al

AUTHOR'S POV:What she didn't notice was that, after Tristan talked to them, a man and woman also approached him: Lucas and his plus one, Nadia."Your public display of affection has effectively taken over the need for the event," Lucas remarked sourly the moment he got to Tristan, and when the man turned to look at them, his calm face had become solemn.He retorted, "Of course, unlike you, I don't hide the things that I like, lest they get stolen."Lucas looked even more annoyed at his words, and they looked each other down. The two men were calm, and no one noticed anything, but the tension flickering between them was vast.Tristan stared down at the man and slipped his hands into his pocket indifferently, intending to walk away. But he had just taken a few steps when Lucas muttered, "Do you think she likes you? You are just a rebound she needs to get a stand in this pack. Can you even compare to the mate bond?"Tristan's expression soured when he heard his words, but he didn't let

RAVEN’S POV:Ethan drove through the gates of the hall where the wedding would be held, and I looked around, feeling strange that I was back in my former pack again. However, I felt at ease, and there was no nervousness in me. He parked the car, and Tristan looked at me, holding my hand.That made me retract my gaze from the people I was staring at and to his face. He asked, a tinge of worry in his voice, "Are you okay? We can go back if you can't take it.""Go back?" I couldn't help but laugh. "After all the long journey? I'm fine; you don't have to worry.""I know, it's just..."The look in his eyes told me he was not only worried but bothered. A thought came into my mind, and I sighed, knowing why he was bothered. So, I moved closer to him and pressed a kiss on his lips, which seemed to take him by surprise, but he put an arm around my waist to hold me close."I'm really fine." I cupped his face. "Why would I feel hurt that Lucas is getting married when I have you?"His complexion

TRISTAN’S POV:Raven had gone home about ten minutes back, telling me she was going to prepare all she needed. I was excited for some reason even though it was only food, but the thought that 'she' was going to cook practically had my blood running. But I had enough self-control and realistic enough to know if I should abandon today's reports, the heap waiting for me tomorrow would be taller than myself. So I sat there and continued to go through them.Soon, Ethan knocked on the door and entered. He looked surprised seeing how the heap had significantly reduced - thanks to my excitement and anxiety of going home. "You're quick.""Not quick enough," I clicked my tongue, wishing I could just dump all this on someone else's shoulders. I wanted to watch the woman cook just as much as I wanted to eat her food. And these bunch of reports was making that hard.Ethan laughed. "Your girlfriend is not running anywhere.""I know." I gave him a pointed look at this. "Still can't stop getting anxi