All Chapters of Alpha’s Cursed Luna: The rise of the Giborim: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

EDEN POV The closest thing I had to a formal wear was one tiny black dress Riftan had gifted me my first night here. The thing didn’t even reach the knee, and had a lace trimming that moved from my neck down my down my navel, revealing everything inside. That and black and white stiletto heels that no one but Grace could handle. I was normally a jeans and top girl, and never really bothered how to be a little extra dressed because it was just all pointless. The heels were super crazy and always felt me with sore legs and boiling feet, and all these fancy dresses were just… I could never really understand all the trouble! I frowned at the hickeys that stayed in the open despite the several attempts at covering them, then blushed red when last night came spilling to the front of my mind. The area between my legs responded with a delicious spasm, sending a thrill down my spine. It was throbbing with the delicious burn, the reminder of last night a little too stagnant in my mind, and my

EDEN POV I didn’t like them. Not even one bit. There was nothing inside of me that could possibly wish to find room and accommodate the duo in my life no matter what people may say about them. They were creepy, giving a sense of mystery with just the way they talked. Don't get me wrong; I loved a mystery. And my man along was the embodiment of everything enigmatic. But the two people in front of me oozed the wrong kind of mystery. The dark kind! But what infuriated me even further was how they spoke to us like we were some cheap hookers they could rent for a night and get rid of when the morning came!. They gave me a feeling they were a kind of couple that liked to ‘spice things up’, and the fact that that bitch dared to flirt with Riftan right before my eyes made me want to lose my mind right here and now. But then again, it wasn’t time yet. Not fucking yet anywhere! “I believe it is safe to start talking?” Killian encountered from the other end of the boardroom table. Seated

Chapter 35 UNKNOWN POV Riftan had looked like he wanted to wrap his hand around my throat and squeeze from how enraged he was. And nothing hurt more than seeing him so done with me. Never in my life had he looked at me like I was a dirtbag waiting to be disposed of, or something unworthy of his love and attention. It was his very first time and the memory was a whole living entity in my brain! I was pardoned, yes. With hurtful words and everything that made me feel like a scum in his life; but nothing hurt more than his cold shoulder. And it was clear that there was no making it out alive the next time something happened to that wench. Little did the two of them know that I always got what I wanted. And Riftan was who I wanted, more than I wanted my next breath! I couldn’t sit still. Even now, seated in the creepy diner called Wolfsbane that was on the outskirts of the small town of Ashford, I still couldn’t shake the stare he had given me. It lived rent-free in my brain and play

EDEN POV “What do you mean you have no idea how you did that? You were literally choking the bitch while standing across the room. Only Grace and her squad are capable of doing that kind of thing.” Venice countered slapping her hand onto the table, her green eyes snapped wide at me from where she sat. “What else do you want me to say? I don’t know how I did that.” I responded with a shrug, my hands raised on my sides hoping that they would cut me some slack even once. We have been going up and down this road for the past hour, and Riftan had remained silent the entire time. I had no idea what was going through his mind, or how he took this whole thing, and his silence was killing me. “Eden, I think you need to start looking further inside you.” Grace countered in a smooth voice, a serious look plastered on her face. I heaved out a disturbed sigh and glanced at her. “What do I need to do?” “Tell me this…” She shifted in her seat until she was sitting at the edge of the seat. “

EDEN POV I wish I could fucking disappear! Just vanish into thin air without even leaving a puff of smoke behind because, at this point, Grace would just fucking track me with it and haul my ass back here. My throat was scratchy and cracked, my muscles sore, my voice hoarse, and it felt like I hadn't drunk water in years. Worse, my mate didn't seem fazed by my ending suffering and was pretty much having fun with my wolf deep in the woods, canoodling and rubbing around like lovers they were while I was left here all tormented. At this point, I was convinced Riftan would be the one to hand out the decree for my death. "Alright princess, break time is over," Grace called out jumping from Chase's lap and sashaying towards me, her beautiful mane bouncing with every step she took. A groan ripped out from my throat before swallowing down a bite of an apple I had been chewing for the past five minutes and forty- seven seconds. Even my teeth hurt. "Giving me a pitiful look isn't going